Ya Sonra? Page #4

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- You may not remember but he's my boss.

- You're not going anywhere.

- Why not?

Why not? You're my wife, that's why.

You're right, darling.

You're so right.

I'm your wife.

I may be an architect,

but I'm your wife.

I may be unhappy, I may have wishes,

desires, dreams, but I'm your wife!

I may even have my own identity,

but I'm just your wife.

- Didem! You don't know what happened!

- I don't even care.

All I care about is

how much I matter to you.

I matter so much you even get

someone else to buy my present!

She's right.

Didem, listen for god's sake!

Didem, you're overdoing it again.

Didem, wait!

You made me a promise yesterday.

I hoped so much you'd keep it.

I wanted so much

for everything to change.

But I've lost all hope.

We can't ever be a family.

I don't even know

if you love me any more.

For Didem and her lucky husband Adem...

Cem Kantolu

- Is my wife here?

- Yes.

- Can I talk to her?

- No.

- Ayten, I want to talk to my wife.

- Adem, go away! You can talk later.

No, now! You always put ideas

in her head anyway.

What? You can't accept that

you've wrecked your wife's life...

...so you want to blame someone else?

Well, it's not me.

- Adem?

- It's me.

Fine, but it's not a good time.

Wait! Stop! Come here!

- Adem?

- Hi, Deniz.

- Put this on, quick!

- Hi.

- Put this on too... So what's up?

- She's at Ayten's. We couldn't talk.

Look, let her go to Antalya.

So what? She's going for work.

She's not going for work, Ali.

She's leaving me.

Who the hell is

this Cem Kantolu? Huh?

You don't know Cem Kantolu?

Socialite playboy Cem Kantolu

snapped holidaying with new flame.

Kantolu snapped with pop star Ebru.

Celebrity playboy

Cem Kantolu's love boat.

Celebrity businessman makes out with

latest fashion model lover on boat.

Wow! Everyone's out on their boats

and we're here wrestling on the sofa.

Ungrateful ass!

- Wait! My wife's going with that guy?

- Look, the guy's everything you aren't.

What's the problem? Why are you

so against your women working?

- I'm married.

- What?

My husband's against me working too.

Guys would hit on me, I'd be harassed.

But here I am working.

So what's the deal?

Look, I know you hate me,

but let me talk to my wife.

I promise not to hurt her.

Can I come in?

C'mon, let's go home.

You don't understand how excited I am,

how important I feel, do you?

I do, sweetie. I understand you.

But try to understand me too.

I'm trying to get things organized.

I'm doing this for you. For us.

Maybe I'm doing this for us too.

Why is anything I do never for us,

whereas everything you do is?

Adem, stand by me for once.

Not against me.

OK, I will. I'll stand by you.

But do you have to go?

The project's drawn, delivered, done.

So what are you doing there?

Let them get on with it. Can't they?

- I want to be taken seriously for once.

- C'mon, Didem, for god's sake.

I've always been proud of you.

Have you told your friends

about this project?

Didem, c'mon. Let's go home.

We'll find a way. C'mon.

No, Adem. Because that way

will have to be your way.

There'll never be a way, we'll never

be a family unless you stand by me.

Either you stand by me...

Or...

Or?

Or we'll break up.

#Here it is, that moment #

# This is the hardest time

Why, why, why, why? #

# Why me, me, me, me?

You'll ask #

#Here it is, that moment #

# This is the hardest time

Why, why, why, why? #

# Why me, me, me, me? #

Here.

Thanks.

You can't go on like this, Adem.

Get a grip on yourself.

Stand by your wife.

Sorry, but Didem's kind of right.

You know what I think you should do?

Go down to Antalya tonight.

Seriously. No, hang on, listen.

Take her out for a romantic dinner.

Then leave her to her work

and come back here, end of story.

Times have changed. Women today

want to stand on their own two feet.

Well, I think... I think...

You shouldn't act like you own her.

Right. The weather's great too.

We can go and chill for a few days.

- OK? Antalya's perfect right now.

- Right, isn't it?

- We can take a look around.

- Cool.

- Lend me some clean clothes. I stink.

- OK, that's my man!

- Great. So we're going?

- We get to eat meatballs on the way?

- Sure.

- OK, they're on me.

- But we're stopping!

- OK, meatballs are on me.

- You promise?

- Promise.

Hey, OK! You're unbelievable!

- My blood sugar's down. I need food.

- C'mon, over here.

- Hello.

- Welcome, sir. How can I help?

My wife checked in today.

Can I find out her room number?

I'll check for you. Your wife's name?

- Didem Yilmaz.

- Didem.

She hasn't checked in yet.

But I think she's Cem Bey's guest.

Cem Bey will be hosting his guests

on board his boat.

- Adem, how do we get to the boat?

- Swim!

- What? Swim? I can't walk another step!

- No way! His blood sugar's down. Ozan!

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

- Ali, I'm done in!

- C'mon, man!

- May our worst day be better than this!

- Cheers, guys. Enjoy!

- Thanks.

- So what's up? Thirsty for raki, huh?

- No, but a chunk of cheese...

- Too bad! I just ate the last bit.

- Hi, guys.

- Hello there.

- Can you get us out to that boat?

- What, to On Fire?

- What the hell's that?

- The boat's name. On Fire.

- Look at the name the a**hole picks!

- Adem, stop! Hold it!

Cut the jokes, friend.

We truly need to get to that boat.

I want to too. In fact, I want to

sail to faraway lands in that boat.

- I just made that up. Cheers!

- Cheers!

We urgently need to get to that boat.

Can you take us or not?

Look, that boat's dodgy.

The traffic on and off never stops.

The chicks that got rich there!

A ton of them were just dropped off.

- No. No, Adem, no!

- What's he saying?

- Nothing. It's OK.

- He's just shitfaced.

- Carry on. It's OK, we don't want fish.

- Fish?! But we're Cem Bey's guests.

- You're with the group?

- What group? What do you mean?

I told you the boat was dodgy.

Wait here please.

Cem Bey doesn't want to be disturbed.

- Screw Cem Bey! Out of the way!

- Adem, cool it!

- Look, he's not available. Wait here.

- It's OK, Adem.

- OK, off you go.

- Go call the captain. Go on!

- Wait. OK. Calm down.

- OK, OK.

- Hey, where's the kitchen?

- That way.

A piece of bread in the name of God...

Umm, could I have one please?

I don't want problems on my boat.

I'll speak to Cem Bey.

- Just calm down. No scenes, OK?

- OK, captain. Do it. We'll be here, OK?

Ali! C'mon, captain, do your thing.

But just get me inside.

- Adem?

- Huh?

Hey, where's Ozan?

So who are you?

The captain's daughter?

- You don't know who I am?

- No... I don't...

Burcu Doan?

Burcu Doan! Hey, I'm so sorry! I...

It's the sun, the bikini, the shades...

...my blood sugar taking a nosedive.

I didn't recognize you for a moment.

But I've been crazy about you forever.

How could I not recognize you?!

Sorry, but not even I was allowed in.

So off you go. This way!

- OK. I'll find Ozan then. And let's go.

- This way.

Adem? Huh?

...has to complement the maze concept.

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