Alone

You tried this kind of stuff before?

Sure.

Good... Clean

and confidential.

My partner wants

to wear a basketball cap and shades.

That doesn't bother you,

I hope.

OK. No problem...

My only condition is

I won't go underneath.

Otherwise, like I said, I'm

up for anything.

ALONE:

I arrived in this world

With soil on the ground,

stars in the sky

Parched on the one hand,

with sea on the other

They gave me two hands and a head

A pair of eyes and told me to cry

People like me all around

Tongues, they say,

are to speak the truth

Here is your heart. Love! They say

They lied to me

They lied to me

They never said anything about fate

They lied to me

They lied to me

They never said anything about fate

You are alive, so let my life pass by

At least let every day brim with joy

So what about the things,

the people I love?

And those I have lost my heart to?

When longing dies, then I die too

So what happened

to the people I love?

To those I lost my heart to?

When longing dies, then I die too

enol, don't do anything to show you

recognise the guy.

- You didn't use his name, did you?

- No.

Good.

He looks nothing like

in the paper.

It's not like his

column is massive either.

He's just anyone.

But you treat him like royalty.

If the guy doesn't leave satisfied...

You'll carve me up

with the smallest knife.

Good... Hold it.

- Hello?

- What are you up to?

- I'm good. How's things with you?

- Are you free?

I guess business is

bad again.

Well, it's midweek, isn't it?

Don't tell me you're

getting old.

Ooph! Are you coming over or not?

OK. I'll come. A couple

of words don't do it.

- Half an hour.

- Well, fine. Superman's ready to fly...

I need a quick nap.

OK. I'll tell him if I see him.

OK, OK. Hang up.

I'm on my way. Ooph!

- Don't pull my hair! It hurts!

- Shut up! Let me f*ck your hair!

It's the only thing left to f*ck

anyway, animal!

- Who am I?

- You're my man...

You're my animal. You're my pasha.

You're my husband...

You're my

everything!

So... Yasemin...

I didn't hurt you, did I?

I mean, look, you know me...

Oh God! OK, I know you.

Can I pour you a drink or something?

Vodka or whatever...

Well, hey! No kidding. Look who's

getting old!

In the old days, I'd bust

my ass to get a drink...

...and a couple of words out of you

when we were done.

And you'd look me straight

in the eye to make sure I left.

What's going on with you?

You want me to play something?

Sure, go ahead.

But play it for yourself.

I'm out of here.

Hey, don't stick it here on the edge of

the table like I'm the cleaning lady...

If you want treat a woman nicely,

slip this into my bag...

...without me noticing. Let's have

a bit of finesse around here...

OK.

OK. Don't leave it long.

Or I'll get upset... One day

I'll do the schoolgirl for you.

You haven't sorted

through your dirty laundry.

I was going to put

the machine on...

OK, I'll do that now,

Glten Hanim.

Oh, and you're out of Domestos.

Washing-up liquid too.

I'll call the grocery store.

They'll send it.

Try and leave around six.

But there's the windows

to clean too.

OK, make it seven.

All right then.

Ahhh!

So it showed up...

Where did you find it? I asked you

to put it aside for me.

I'd never have forgiven you

if it had been sold, Figen Hanim.

The girl must have put it there. I

mean, it must have been the girl.

I'm sorry.

Oh, sorry...

Sorry. It's just nervous

laughter. That's all.

Far From the Madding Crowd.

Thomas Hardy. Do you have it?

No.

Good as new.

Excuse me.

Goodbye.

How much do I owe you for this,

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