Ya Sonra?

Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
105 min

Love... Love... Love...

Our love...

It began like a fairy tale.

Like every romance.

The streets here, the buildings,

the city are witnesses to our love...

...even if they don't know it.

Well, our fairytale romance continued

like a fairy tale. And we got married.

- Hey, I love you!

- Hey, I love you!

Why do fairytales always end

at the dreamiest part?

The princess finds her prince,

they get married, THE END.

What happens after is anyone's guess.

Maybe his best friend is

in platonic love with Snow White.

Or Cinderella's prince gets bored

and has it away with an Ugly Sister.

- This is the life, Ali! You hear me?

- My man! Way to go!

We got married too. So as fairytales

would have it, we'd reached THE END.

But what about later?

OK, he's really hungry.

Let me go feed him.

Come on, honey.

- Hey, should we put on stocking masks?

- Why?

- I don't know, so we aren't recognized.

- Bullshit! We'll just be in and out.

- We'll be in and out.

- Right.

- You mean it's that simple?

- Aha.

- It's a crime, you know!

- Lf it's a crime, it's a crime.

If anything goes wrong, I'll call.

Keep your phones switched on.

- Come here! He's running!

- Don't run!

Why don't I start from the beginning?

This was a year ago.

The year it all went pear-shaped.

Our seventh year of marriage.

The national team is showering goals

on its rivals in this away match.

So we can't wait to see

the return game in Istanbul.

I'll leave you now with a great track.

Stop gossiping!

- Hey, hang on!

- So Mr Polite here takes her upstairs.

- I thought the girl was a client.

- Oh yeah!

- Adem, let's go. I have work to do.

- No... He's embarrassed! He can't say!

- Go on, what happened then?

- Sweater Ozan!

- It's 35 degrees! Ugh!

- I'll learn how to dress from you guys.

- He thinks they'll blast the air con...

- Ali.

- Hey, listen to me!

- I am listening.

I passed out, OK?

Now give me a break!

- OK, but didn't he bed the girl?

- Sure he did.

- He did.

- Good man, Ozan!

- Only she bedded me.

- You suck! You think Ozan's like you.

- Of course he's like me. Who else?

- Back off! He's 40, he needs a wife.

- God forbid!

- What? Get married and wreck your life?


Umm, in that sense.

- OK, to your health, guys.

- Turkey! To the national team!

- My voice has gone with that shouting.

- But what a great match.

Ayten and I collected four boxes

of clothes through the web site.

I've mailed them to the shelter.

- OK. Have we made up now?

- No, Adem! You really upset me.

Hey, I didn't mean it like that.

Don't make such a deal of it.

Look, I'm getting flu.

I have a fever. See?

Make me that soup when we get home.

It's medicine, Dido, I tell you.

I can't recover without it, you know.

Let's sell it as packet soup, huh?

Dido? Dido?

- Adem.

- Huh?

- Adem!

- What, sweetheart?

F*ck! The police.

I told you.

- Get behind the wheel.

- What?!

- Get behind the wheel.

- I'm drunk too, Adem! God!

- I already lost my licence. C'mon!

- No way!

- Evening, officer.

- Good evening.

I said 100 times we shouldn't drive.

Now my licence is gone thanks to you.

How do I get to work tomorrow?

Forget tomorrow, in five hours.

- Didem, just calm down, OK?

- No driving for six months is easy, huh?

As if we always had a car...

What was that?

C'mon, sweetie. I don't want a fight.

I'm shattered. Plus I have a fever.

Make some of that soup.

C'mon, baby. C'mon, Dido.

- Hello?

- Dido, where are you? What time is it?

- I umm... I guess I overslept.

- Great! Timur wants the project.

The presentation's tomorrow.

- Wing it for now. Tomorrow is all set.

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Özcan Deniz

Özcan Deniz (born 19 May 1972) is a Turkish actor, singer, composer, writer and director. more…

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Submitted on August 05, 2018


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