Synopsis: Ayse, a beautiful 19-year-old girl from the Turkish countryside, is chosen to be married to the handsome Hasan, son of formidable and house-proud mother Fatma, who resides in Vienna with ...
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Umut Dag
Production: Wega Filmproduktion GmbH
  9 wins & 8 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
93 min

Excuse me. We didn't know

that you were in here.

Are you all right, Mrs Fatma?

Everything is OK. It's nothing.

And call me Fatma.

We're a family now.

There you are. I've been looking

for you everywhere, Mama.

Are you all right, Mama?

- She says she's fine.

- Did I ask you?

Mama, shall I call Papa

about your medicine?

No, I'm fine.

Come on, let's go outside

or it'll be rude of us.

Yes, let's get to that

wonderful wedding.

Be quiet and pull yourself together.

Let's go.

Ayse just has to...

Of course!

Stop fiddling With that!

It's a lovely wedding.

Almost as exciting

as an Austrian football game.

Are you all right, Mama?

Now stop that.

You especially.

And do smile a little.

It's your wedding.

Yes, smile a little for all of us!

Be quiet.

Don't make us a laughing stock.

And you, go and dance.

Go on. Go and dance.

Tell your daughter to behave herself.

And my mother's breaking my arm.

- Everyone is celebrating.

- Papa...

Please pull yourself together,

for me and your mother.

Can you do that?


Forget about her.

Come and sit with me.

Come on, girls.

Come on!


Are you satisfied?

It's difficult when the children

leave home.

I know. It was difficult for me

with Baran, my oldest.

But he got such a good job in Germany.

It was even difficult with Kezban.

And we live in the same district.

- Take good care of Ayse.

- We will.

Come with me.

Thank you for everything.

- Not at all, I thank you.

- You had so much expense.

Just look at her. How is she going

to cope in Vienna'?

She'll probably be scared of the trams.

I have to get away from here,

to be honest.

I can't stand it any more.

- We'll be in touch when we get home.

- OK.

I'm sure we'll be celebrating

your wedding next.

I'd rather chew glass.

Thanks for everything.

Take care, Glsen.

So we won't worry.

Off you go.

It's the very best thing

that could happen to you.

Don't ever forget that, little sister.

And call us.

Tell us how you're getting on.

Come on, or we'll be late

getting to the airport.

Everything will be fine.

Well, take care.

Watch out for the children.


Elmaz, clear away your sh*t

or I'll beat you to death with it.

- How was the wedding?

- Oh, lovely.


Hello, you! Did you miss me?

- Yes.

- Take this for me, little brother.

- How was the party'?

- Nice, very nice.

Welcome, Hasan!

How was the wedding?

- Is Papa here yet?

- No.

Unfortunately Baran and Zbeyde

couldn't come from Germany.

But you'll meet

a lot of other people here.

And this is our apartment.

This is Mrs Vildan.

She's a lovely neighbour.

And this little man is Oktay,

Kezban's son.

And this is Mehmet, my little boy.

This is Ayse.

How was the journey?

Are you exhausted?

- No, we got here just fine.

- It must be lovely there.

And what are you all doing now?

Nothing. Just sitting around.

And was her husband there at least?

My sister didn't want me

to go upstairs with her.

I didn't go inside.

It's good being married, isn't it?

- Were they nice to you?

- Yes, very nice.

We should go to bed.

It's been a long day.

We are going to bed now.

Go to bed, Nurcan.

Even h' he ism your dream man,

you can just close your eyes.

- I know.

- God preserve you.

Get up!

Good night then.

Should it really happen tonight?

If you want...

It's her wedding night.

We have discussed this.

Don't be afraid. It's pan of marriage.

You don't need to worry,

we'll take good care of you.

Why can't Aylin come here?

Because we say so. You go and see her.

But don't be too late home.

- I won't be late.

- I can't pick you up if you're late.

Stop blocking my view.

Good morning.

How are you'?

We didn't want to wake you.

Come over here.

Have a seat.

Hey, Memo, stop that sh*t.

Mehmet, fetch your schoolbag,

you'll be late.

Mama, I don't want to go to school.

Go on, do as your mother says.

One day you'll choke, running like that.

The boiler's gone crazy again.

Would you have a look at it after work?

My child, your scan"s such a mess!

Like Mrs Hanife's daughter.

She isn't 30 yet,

and already divorced. Straighten it.

Can you help me, please?

How old are you, Elmaz'?

I bet Kezban used to help you

when you were little.

Shitty luck that I'm not Kezban,

isn't it?

Shall I help you?

She is a guest. Show more respect.

And fetch your headscarf.

So what is she?

Guest or substitute Mama?

You respect her the way

you respect me.

Do we understand each other?

She'll learn all right.

She's a little obstinate.

Like you.

She's always like me

when she's being naughty, isn't she?

Ayse, where did you sleep last night?

Because husbands and wives

share a room, don't they?

My brother slept in our room.

What about you?

Son, take your snack and your sisters'.

Hurry up.

You all have to go.

BYE. Ayse.


Nurcan! Elmaz!

Mehmet has your snacks.

- I heard, Mama!

- Bye.

- Do you have to work today?

- Today, tomorrow and the next day.

I have to work off

the holiday in Turkey.

OK, I'm going now, Mama.

Listen. Don't be too late tomorrow.

Our relatives are coming

to congratulate us.

What should I make you for dinner?

I'll get something on the way.

I don't like that.

I know, Mama. I'm still eating out.

Bye then, everybody.

I must be going too.

See you this evening.

Drive carefully.

Now they have all gone.

Now we are by ourselves.

So what should we do today?

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