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out of respect for you.

Ferit, don't do this.

Hayri was unprepared.

But Civan is old school,

twice the man.

We'll need leverage.

You think too highly of yourself.

Don't underestimate Civan's men.

The Tatar is just like you were

10 years ago.

I can do this

without involving the girl.

It's good that you're confident...

...but the "raki" you drank

will start to take effect.

You'll start making mistakes.

I can't take that risk.

- Ferit...

- This is not a request.

I'll find you

after you take care of Civan.

"23 Missed Calls MOM"

Are you in danger? Talk to me.

Why did they bring me here?

How do they know me?

Kadir, please.

I'm not mad, just answer me.

I'm going to do everything I can

to be on that flight, Elsa.

I know. But you must tell me.

- If anything happens to me...

- Don't say that.

If anything happens to me,

I want you to promise me.

No! Don't ask me for promises!

You said that

you'd leave everything behind...

...and that it would be over tonight.

Keep your own promises first.

We all have a tender spot for someone.

Elsa...

Those who turn their backs and leave,

those who are left behind...

We're aware of our tender spots,

but we never share them.

And it hurts inside.

It hurts inside.

Kadir.

The women we can't embrace,

the promises we can't keep...

...places we have to leave from

when we want to stay.

Kadir, son.

Here, I peeled tangerines for you.

Hum! Up or Osman will eat them all.

When will you and dad arrive?

Once your uncle Cemal

drops you off at the airport...

...we'll drive to Istanbul

and then join you in Germany.

Come on now. Uncle Cemal is on his way.

Grab your luggage.

Don't let him see you with that

long face. He'll get upset.

Osman is staying,

why do I have to go?

Osman is just a little boy, Kadir.

Is he a big boy like you?

He isn't.

You should get to know the place.

You can show your brother around.

My brother...

Drive slowly on the back roads.

He's my son too, Mehmet.

Don't you worry.

And he's got a baby brother on the way.

- Do you still plan to call him Ferit?

- Yes. It's my father's name.

Be careful,

those named Ferit tend to be dangerous.

Just as long as

he takes after his father...

Don't forget your promise.

Have a safe trip.

We are all someone's weak spot.

We overlook their evil deeds.

They protect us.

Your men are dedicated.

They won't be able to stick with us

so easily in Asmali.

What if they see you making out?

- Are you crazy? My father would lose it!

- He sure would.

Bravo! Bravo!

Put the boss' daughter right

in the crossfire, great idea.

Go ahead, Kadir, shoot.

Kill her and flush us down the shitter.

Shoot, man! Come on! You shoot tool

Tatar, go right ahead and kill the girl.

Come on, Kadir. Back me up.

The kid is smart.

He's sharp as a razor.

He thinks quick and finds solutions.

But he's impatient.

That's the greatest weakness of youth.

Civan's men, on the other hand,

are patient and experienced.

No one should be beaten

for their peers to see.

My instincts take over.

This is my territory.

Just then, like Ferit said,

the poison starts to take effect.

I'd like to show the kid

that I could do it without killing...

...but my body betrays me.

I don't have the luxury of

dragging this out.

You know what this is about, Demon?

Whoever kills you

will make history.

Everyone knows that,

but their fear betrays them.

The only person that could kill you

is someone who didn't fear you.

And that's not you.

If Kadir takes out Civan,

I want you to take Kadir out.

My father

will not know of this meeting.

Ferit, Ferit, Ferit...

- Let me tell you about Turkish cheeses.

- France, be serious.

Turkish mob are just like

Turkish cheeses:

You just can't compliment them

enough...

...but at the end of the day,

they are disappointing.

It's like comparing your kasseri cheese

with parmesan.

Only Kadir matches my talent.

And if I am to kill him,

I need a good reason.

My brother, in his own way,

respects Kadir.

If he is to kill him,

he needs some convincing.

I don't have time to lose.

- Did you hear me?

- I did. Did you hear me?

My father thinks

Kadir can be controlled.

But he's just a dog.

Dogs resent

being betrayed by their owners.

They become aggressive.

We have no other choice.

Name a price.

You're starling to go too far.

No. Not this time.

This time, it's about respect.

You know what I want.

Istanbul is currently divided

into three pieces.

Hayri dealt in prostitution.

You'll take over that now.

Civan dealt in drug trafficking.

Risky business.

So?

We want what he has.

Do you think Istanbul

would ever accept a foreign boss?

I don't think so. I know so.

Kill Kadir.

You'll get what you want.

Kadir, I swear...

We shouldn't stop with Civan's daughter.

We should also get two beggars

and a transvestite in the car.

In fact, let's also get a midget. That

kind of crew could bring down anyone.

We could annihilate everyone.

But we need to round up more people.

We are undermanned.

Hop in.

"Hop in"? In case you didn't notice,

the car's a two-seater.

Kadir?

Are you kidding me?

- Get up.

- What?

- You're going to sit on my lap.

- Oh, really?

- Get out, girl.

- That won't happen.

It's like I am the hostage here.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I couldn't fulfill your fantasies.

Don't get sassy.

It was Kadir's idea.

Why are they pulling us over?

How should I know, Kadir! Probably

to peek inside and have a laugh.

Don't speed up.

Let me try to handle it.

If you can't,

you know what I'll do.

They are just doing their jobs.

It's the night patrol. They're innocent.

- Then, don't try. Do it.

- Alright, alright.

Hey there.

Get back in your vehicle!

We just went to pick up my sister.

And I needed some fresh air.

Good evening! How are you?

Are you going to use me for leverage?

You know my father.

If you're doing this for money,

let me go, or you'll regret it.

We're not doing it for money.

Go ahead, shout if you want.

Cw for help. Shout.

Maybe they'll come through.

Maybe they'll get lucky.

Or maybe they'll die too.

- How's work? Are you alright?

- Move, move!

- Have we been drinking tonight?

- Yes, we have been.

Really, I am a cop. Just, I don't have

records because of my assignment.

Alright, man. Stop panicking.

We'll place a call and find out.

You reek of alcohol.

Did you get in a fight?

What's that got to do with anything?

Believe me, I'm undercover.

Alright.

Get your hands off the car.

- Mind if we do a breathalyzer test?

- I do.

Then we'll need to draw blood

at the hospital.

- Will you now'?

- License and registration, please.

- Where the f*** have you been?

- Zafer, listen to me.

You dumb-ass, they took Hayri down!

Where were you? I thought you were dead!

I don't have time to explain, Zafer!

You need to reach a patrol unit

right now, or two officers will die!

- Waif, what officers?

- Do what I said, Zafer!

This time, Cem won't forgive me.

It'll take too long by radio. Give me

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