Ask Kirmizi Page #3
- Year:
- 2013
- 105 min
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When you showed up that night...
When you sho...
It blew me away.
I mean, I couldn't believe it.
But you made love to me.
WE made love!
WE made love.
Hadn't we missed each other?
Huh?
Ferhat, what are you thinking?
That I'll be your lover
after all we went through?
Oh, excuse me!
I can't be your lover, can I?
Because you're married.
I can only be your mistress.
But there's more dignity
in being a mistress than an escort.
Yes. Yes.
That isn't what I meant.
You're still talking about the night
you met with a bunch of hookers!
If I hadn't gone offwith you,
I'd have been f***ed by ahin.
Or someone else,
what's the difference?
Then you were in my face
with why I'm a hooker...
I was hurting too.
I was hurting too.
OK, let's not dwell on it.
Don't call me again.
Nazlgl, wait.
Nazlgl, wait, please.
Wait!
Wait.
I can't go on without seeing you!
This time it won't happen. This time...
This time what?
You know my number.
Call whenever you want.
If we agree on price, I'll come.
But I can't be your lov...
That's the treatment I deserve,
isn't it?
Sure, I'm a whore! You don't even care
what I feel as a person.
Wait.
Nazlgl, wait!
Please!
Nazlgl, wait, please!
Please!
Wait, please wait!
What's got into you, dear?
I just dropped it, Mum.
Is Ferhat coming, dear?
I don't know, Dad.
He said he was seeing a client,
but he knows you're coming.
- He did that knowing we were coming?
- He's busy, Mum.
But he'll make it for dinner,
don't worry.
Nothing's wrong, is it, dear?
No, like what, Mum?
What do you want to be wrong?
He's busy
for goodness sake.
OK, dear.
Hopefully it's as you say.
Drop the 'hopefully',
that's how it is, Mum!
What's wrong with saying 'hopefully'?
Hopefully...
Agh! Mum!
In the blind darkness...
Even in sleep...
The caress of your eye
burning my skin...
Tormenting my heart...
Your eyes when we make love...
Thought you could kill me,
did you, whore?
Huh?
I won't let you touch my girl.
So what if I touch her, whore?
She's growing up a whore anyway,
isn't she?
She gives it to that ugly sh*t,
doesn't she?
What's it to you?
What's that supposed to mean?
I look after her, I feed her,
so I'll f*** her! OK?
- Mum!
- Nazlgl, no!
Stop, Galip. Wait!
- F*** off!
- Stop!
- F*** off out of here!
- Stop! Leave them alone!
- iko!
- Leave them alone!
Take him away. Break his bones
and dump him somewhere.
They took me
to some godforsaken place.
They had me dig a hole.
They said they'd kill me
and bury me in it.
I was scared. Really scared.
Then he turned up.
He said, "Don't worry,
I'm not going to kill you."
"But you're not
seeing that girl again."
"From now on, it's just me who..."
Then they left.
Days, weeks, months went by.
I was looking out for you
the whole time.
That house...
No one ever came or went.
So I just sat on that red bench
and thought of you.
Forget it.
What did you do?
Forget it.
I don't want to remember.
I left Istanbul.
One day, without knowing where I was,
I found myself outside a tattooist.
Turns out I was in lzmir.
I went in.
I wanted something
to hold me by the arm.
Something to hold my shoulder
and keep me from going.
And the guy tattooed this crow on me.
He said crows lived a long time
so I wouldn't go anywhere.
It took me five years
to get myself together.
Then I decided.
I said if I ever loved anyone
like that again, I'd marry her.
I'd marry her
I promised.
I promised myself, not some woman.
Then?
Then I found Zeynep.
We got married.
And you cheated on her with me.
Do you look into her eyes too
when you're making love?
I've never looked into anyone's eyes
since you, you know?
She's my wife.
We have to stop.
We have to stop
if you love your wife so much.
We can't stop now!
We should've stopped that day.
That day, there...
Go on, go home.
Go back to your wife.
You don't think
something's happened, dear?
No. He texted Dad
to say sorry, didn't he?
So he's fine.
OK, missus, enough for today.
You've worn the girl out!
Oof, and no one says a word to you!
OK, dear. Ignore your mother.
Good night.
Give my best wishes to Ferhat.
- Good night, Dad.
- Good night.
Burcu, how are you doing?
How I look.
Not that great
from what I can tell.
What's up? Did something happen?
Don't tell me...
He left his ex's bed and came back
in the middle of the night.
Bastard!
Oh, sorry. Well?
Well, that's it.
He had a key. He snuck in
and climbed into bed.
You mean you let him?
He hugged me from behind.
There you go.
That's probably what my guy did.
Hmm, right. You met up, didn't you?
What did you guys do?
Well, first we fought,
then he slapped me.
He wouldn't do that!
He did. Though actually
I did kind of ask for it.
The way you said that,
it's like you know him.
No. I mean,
he's your ex after all.
If he's missed you so much,
he wouldn't slap you.
OK, it was my fault.
I kind of provoked him.
Well, anyway, we fought.
Then he ran after me, grabbed me,
and he kissed me in the car park.
A woman misses that, right?
Still, you could have it worse.
At least he's run off to his ex.
What am I supposed to do?
But yours came to you.
Besides which...
He made you really happy.
How good is that?
Never mind.
No, it's not like that.
Anyway, we'll talk later over coffee.
That's such a great design!
How's it going? No harder than
illustrating a children's book, is it?
There you go.
- He'd love that.
- Who?
Him. You know, him.
Your guy.
I mean the ex.
What makes you say that?
No idea.
I have a hunch, I guess.
Look, I would know, OK?
I know these things.
No, it's just
you seem like you know him.
He really would love it.
And when you assumed he would...
Well, it gives you
a kind of old-world look.
You know, like in movies and stuff.
Exes go for that kind of thing.
Oof, I don't know.
Let me have a look.
Wow! you have to get it.
I mean, it goes with the theme.
God, do you look gorgeous...
I got it today with a friend.
She chose it.
She said you'd really like it too.
She said I'd like it.
Does she know me?
No. Come in.
Who is this friend?
Burcu. I just met her.
But it's like I've known her forever.
You'd love her if you met her.
Let's meet some day then.
Maybe we have other things in common.
You were right.
He loved it.
Right, but I'm not so sure
about my guy's taste in women.
I miss him so much.
My husband!
Ah, Burcu!
You had your hair cut.
Well, I was bored.
When women get depressed...
It looks great though.
Thanks.
C'mon, come in.
I have a surprise for you.
Nazlgl Hanm?
Yes, that's me.
- The flowers are for you.
- Wow!
Who from?
Nazlgl, I should be going, dear.
Oof, my mother.
Here, you keep these.
If we take out that red one,
she won't guess.
Pretend you've brought them.
I'll explain later, c'mon.
You came at just the right time.
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