The Tailor (2023) s01e01 Episode Script

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BASED ON A TRUE STORY
Turn around.
-How long to go?
-Thirty seconds.
Thirty seconds to go!
Come on, guys. Last 30 seconds!
Remember. Walk fast and with confidence.
Quickly!
Enough with the touch-ups.
The belt! Hurry up!
-Olga needs to go, right now.
-She can't. Hang on.
Runway's empty. She has to go.
She has to go. Let her go as she is.
Okay, ready, go! Run!
Rosa?
Where's Rosa, Suzi?
She's on in a minute!
Zuhal, is Rosa not ready? She's on!
No, she's been ready.
Where is she, then? Find her, now!
Rosa.
She's vanished! What do we do?
The next one should go, Peyami.
To hell with the order, right?
All of these clothes have a story,
a flow to them, Suzi!
I know that, but what can we do?
Peyami, you need to make a call.
There she is.
Peyami! It's ruined!
What do we do?
My Peyami!
You're bored, aren't you? Follow me.
Sorry.
Birko.
Take these guys to…
Peyami!
Thank you for my last hurrah.
Of course.
You're unbelievable. When will you
grow up? What'll I do with you?
Never. Besides, I'm sick of this place.
Let's take a few people and go.
-Go where?
-To yours. Your place! Come on.
So we're going home?
Apparently.
You guys hang.
Much appreciated.
Hey, you.
Blow my mind tonight, or else!
Maybe you should slow down.
Oh.
Maybe you should let me be
and end that poor girl's suffering.
She's been staring at you all night.
You're not going to do shit, as usual.
Dimitri. I don't want that.
Sit down.
You're crazy.
What don't you want? What?
I'm tired, Dimitri.
No problem.
I think you should stop too.
Peyami.
Can we talk, please?
Yes, Suzan.
Suzi, your face says "problem."
Problems are not Dimitri's thing.
Bravo!
They called from Kars.
I don't know how to say this, but…
Just tell me, Suzi. What is it?
THE TAILOR
THE MOTHERLAND IS GRATEFUL TO YOU
Welcome home.
I'm sorry for your loss.
And I, for yours.
Welcome, young master. I am so sorry.
Thank you.
My lady.
Master Loony won't eat his food
or come inside.
He hasn't seen you in years.
He's in the backyard.
Go and see him.
Peyam. I'm here, Peyam.
-Master Loony is here!
-Loony!
It's Master Loony! Look!
Loony!
-Look, it's Peyami's dad.
-I'm scared of him.
Go away.
-Peyami, tell your loony dad to go.
-Throw the ball.
There you go, loony!
There's the ball. Where did it go?
What are you doing?
What? Am I supposed
to entertain your loony dad?
-Who are you calling loony?
-Your dad. Isn't he called Master Loony?
Master Loony!
-Hit him!
-Hit him!
Master Loony is coming!
-Run!
-Get the backpacks.
Stop it! Be quiet!
Can't you see they're gone?
Peyam.
Want some candy?
Peyam, dear, where are you going? Peyam!
Master Loony, look who it is.
Master, look.
-Look who's here. Come on.
-Let go. Go away.
You go away. I want my dad.
It's the young master. Master Peyami.
He's here.
It's Peyam.
Peyam dad is here.
No. No Peyam.
He's gone. Far away.
Master.
Give him this candy. It'll calm him down.
Master, look.
Peyam is here.
Peyam is here.
Peyam is here.
Peyam dad is here!
Daddy.
Peyam daddy.
Dad.
Dad.
Daddy Peyam.
Dad.
Enough.
Let go!
Peyam dad!
Okay, let go!
Master, let's go see the geese.
-Pinch him.
-Fadime, hold him tight!
Let go!
Pinch him.
Daddy!
Peyam dad will be here.
He's not going anywhere.
Peyami.
My precious grandson.
Tell me. Get it off your chest.
Who has upset you?
Problems never get solved
unless you talk about them.
Just so you know.
There is no solution for me.
No. Don't say that.
Stop right there.
Would God burden his servants
with unsolvable problems, Master Peyami?
Tell me.
Then find a solution for my dad.
He comes to school.
All my friends make fun of me.
They pity me.
They call me "Loony's son."
Their fathers are grown men,
but mine is a child.
If only you were my dad, Grandpa.
No "if only"s.
"If only"s are beneath us, young master.
No "if only"s.
Everything is…
a blessing just the way it is.
Then hide my dad away.
Hide him so no one sees him, please.
Or send me away from here.
Send me somewhere
where no one knows
I'm Mustafa the Loony's son.
He loved you so much.
And he was so proud of you.
He was only sad because you were away.
He said the mansion was empty without you.
Now it will be even emptier.
We cannot stay here.
We'll go to Istanbul with you.
Good morning, Peyami.
Good morning.
Dad.
Peyam dad.
Peyam dad!
Look.
Dad.
Look, I'm going to swing.
Mustafa is going to swing in the swing.
He's going to swing. Look.
I called the agency.
Reminded them it was urgent.
They're on it.
Don't worry. We'll find a caregiver soon.
And while you were away,
orders were delivered on time,
but design ground to a halt, of course.
Gamze's appointment is coming up.
We don't have much to show her.
I'll get it done.
I know your life's turned upside down.
But you need to be patient.
I missed the store, Suzi. Let's go.
-Hello, ma'am.
-Hello, Yadigar.
Welcome back, sir.
-Good to be back, Sema. How are you?
-I'm fine. You?
-I'm fine too. Thanks.
-Ma'am.
Hi, Sema. Are Selin's packages ready?
-Yes, ma'am.
-Perfect.
The folder.
Thank you.
Salim, Mr. Peyami is here.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
Welcome back, sir.
Good to be back.
-Good morning, sir.
-Morning. Is everything in order?
Yes, sir.
Sir.
Again, I'm sorry for your loss.
It's nice to see you back here.
You too.
"WE'LL WITHDRAW THE INVESTMEN
RATHER THAN CUT A TREE OR POLLUTE THE SEA"
"NATURE IS THE ONLY INHERITANCE
WE WILL LEAVE THE GENERATIONS TO COME"
FREE
TREE
"WE SHOULD LEARN FROM OUR MISTAKES
AND NOT BE AFRAID OF CHANGE"
"WE RUIN OUR FUTURE BY POLLUTING"
What's up?
Dimitri called.
I sent Zuhal to take measurements.
He's not happy.
I guess--
He made a scene. Got it.
-Welcome, ma'am.
-Hello.
-Welcome, sir.
-Thank you.
Merci.
Prepare the lists. I'll check.
-Lia, dear.
-Peyami, honey.
Where have you been?
We thought you'd come
as soon as you returned. We missed you.
You're right, Lia.
I was helping my grandmother get settled.
I didn't have the time.
Of course you need to be there for her.
It's only natural.
Your grandfather was a dear friend.
Again, my condolences, baby.
Thank you, Lia. He was fond of you too.
Suzan, nice to see you too, honey.
You too, Lia.
Sounds like Mr. Dimitri's upstairs.
It does look fine when I'm standing up.
But when I sit… Look.
Is this it? I look like Foghorn Leghorn!
-Let me check again.
-Don't.
I think you should just stop.
-Please, no.
-Leave it, Zuhal.
You can't make him happy. Don't bother.
You're finally here.
I came as soon as he called,
but I still get attitude.
The problem is getting ahold of you.
I get it. You're so cool.
But no cellphone in this day and age?
What is that?
Your son's such a cry-baby, Uncle Ari.
You may go, Zuhal.
Peyami, son, are you feeling better?
I am, thank you.
It was the most crowded funeral
I have ever seen.
I will add him to my Sunday prayers.
God took him to his heaven. Don't be sad.
-Like God would listen to you.
-That's my solace too. You are very kind.
Excuse me, Father.
How long will this catch-up session take?
The groom's waiting.
I'm losing my patience.
-Please make him stop, or so help me…
-Don't worry, I got it.
Turn around.
There, Mr. Groom.
Forty.
Stand up straight.
Seventy.
Turn sideways, please.
-Sixty-two.
-How do you know? Maybe it's 65?
You have a tape measure for eyes?
Measure it.
It's 62 if I say it is.
This is my wedding suit.
I won't trust your eyes. Just measure it.
-Sixty-two.
-Care to wager?
Winner gets a watch.
Fine. Turn sideways.
When are you going to stop doubting me?
Let me look.
Suzi, remind me to tell Dimitri
the make and model of the watch.
Your coffee.
Thank you, Nini.
-Enjoy.
-You can take the jacket, Suzi.
-Here you are, sir.
-Merci.
Peyami, while you're here,
can you take a look
at the wedding dress too?
Eh, Mama! Don't be ridiculous!
Even I haven't seen Esvet in that dress.
-But, son--
-But what?
Clearly the groom doesn't want me
to meet Esvet before the wedding, Lia.
Not at all.
It hasn't happened. Esvet and her family
were in Istanbul often.
And you obsess about family traditions,
but not when Peyami's around!
-My child.
-Don't "my child" me!
She can wear her veil.
No need, Lia.
We can take the dress with us.
We have her measurements.
We'll try and manage.
It might fall off her as she walks,
or twist in places.
And during the photo shoot,
our Dimitri will pinch it back.
Just like that, right?
Fine.
If this fitting's so important,
and you're such a great tailor,
then you'll do it with a blindfold.
Suzi, have the dress packed up.
-We'll take it with us.
-Peyami!
That won't do, will it?
I won't rest easy
if you don't do the last touches.
Lia, listen to your son.
He wants to blindfold me.
He has a point there.
It's our family's belief.
So it has been and will be
for generations.
No man can see the bride
in her dress before the wedding.
But if you're blindfolded…
You two are serious.
Esvet.
It's me.
My love?
My love, guess who's here.
The supreme talent. The great artist.
Peyami Dokumacı is downstairs.
To take your measurements, no less.
Imagine that.
It's a first in history.
Oh, my love.
You're okay, right?
Come on out.
Get out.
Come on!
Out. There you go.
Easy.
There.
You're okay, right?
It was just a silly game, wasn't it?
We're good?
You're all sweaty. Here.
Come, let's wash your face.
That's better.
It's all right.
You're feeling better, right?
Yes.
Now that you're yourself again,
what do we do?
You put the dress on.
And I'll go let Peyami know. Okay?
Mama will tell you what to do.
Oh, and by the way,
we don't tell people
the private stuff between man and wife.
Do I need to remind you of that?
Good girl.
Oh, my little bird.
Come in, sweetie. Come.
Here.
Let's get you there.
Hello, Esvet.
I'm Peyami.
Nice to meet you finally.
You too.
Is the dress as you imagined it?
Are you happy?
Peyami, dear, it's your design.
How could she not be happy?
Both majestic and elegant.
I just don't get how you do it.
It's not only me.
The whole world is in awe.
Thank you, Lia.
I'm glad you like it.
-Suzi, can you give me a hand?
-Sure.
-Let's begin right away.
-We can start with the waist.
It's quite large there. Here.
The measurements were wrong.
Who took them? Zuhal?
Weddings are stressful.
She must have lost weight.
-Would you like some water?
-No.
Hello? Yes, this is she. I'm his mother.
Yes, the wedding is in two weeks.
He's downstairs at the moment.
But I can go find him. Please hang on.
I'll ask him just to be sure.
Please turn around.
-Suzi, get her some water.
-Sure.
Right shoulder.
-I can take it out if it's too tight.
-No.
Very well. Could you turn around?
Suzi, do you see anything else?
No. It's a perfect fit now.
In that case, thank you, Esvet.
You can take the dress off. We'll let…
Oh. It's the agency.
Esvet's gone. You can take it off.
Hello, Mithat.
Yes, I can talk.
Yes. Middle-aged, mentally disabled.
No days off, though.
-It's a full-time job.
-Suzi! Not so loud.
Yes.
The NDA is really important to us.
Okay.
We'd appreciate a swift response.
Thank you.
No need for an NDA if you keep this up!
-Right. Dimitri and his family don't know.
-No one knows but you!
-I'm sorry, Peyami.
-Look.
For all anyone knows,
he does not exist. Got it?
Yes.
Have the dress sent to the shop.
Where is it?
-Okay.
-Where is it? Where is Scarecrow?
My lady, we left the scarecrow in Kars.
Good evening, sir.
-Hi, Özden.
-They're looking, but they can't find it.
-So Master Loony's having a fit.
-What's going on?
What do you mean, you left it?
Is this how you handle things, Kazım?
What's wrong?
The scarecrow, sir.
We left Master Mustafa's scarecrow.
So master is upset.
And without Fadime around…
Where is Scarecrow?
Where is it? Where is Scarecrow?
Where is Scarecrow?
Stay away. Go away. Don't come here.
Away! Stay away!
-Away!
-Mustafa, enough!
Away!
-Away!
-I said, enough!
Stop it! Or the donkey dies!
The donkey will die because of you!
-Stop hitting Donkey.
-The donkey will die!
-It will die because of you!
-Stop hitting Donkey.
-Stop hitting Donkey!
-Grandma!
Dad.
Enough.
-Tie him up.
-Don't hit Donkey!
-I said tie him up!
-Don't hit Donkey!
If you cannot be reasoned with,
you will stay tied up until you can.
Want me to sing you Kiraz's song?
Kiraz.
Kiraz.
I had a relative back home, Kiraz.
She sang master this song,
and he loved it.
Into the cherry orchard I went
Into the cherry orchard I went
My love played coy
While I begged and prayed
My love played coy
While I begged and prayed
I told you we should bring Fadime.
She was good with him.
She looked after your dad for years.
But you just dismissed her.
You told me
you'd find a caregiver yourself.
-Where are they?
-I will.
-When?
-As soon as possible.
And look,
Asiye sang to him and he calmed down.
I'm sure you can do as much
until I find a caregiver, Grandma.
He is your son, after all.
And he's your father.
Don't you forget that.
Grandpa Peyami.
Yes, Master Peyami?
What's in here?
Why is it locked?
My secrets are in it.
I locked it so that even I would forget.
So that nothing ever comes out.
"I hereby grant custody of my son
Peyami Dokumacı, born on May 3rd, 1992,
to his grandfather."
"I agree to never see him again
or be in his life in any capacity."
"Kiraz Dokumacı."
"Mustafa's wedding. March '87."
-Sir. I was coming to get you.
-What is it, Özden?
The agency sent an applicant
for the caregiver job.
She's in the drawing room.
-Take this, please.
-Sure.
Come in, son.
This lady has applied to be the caregiver.
Hello. Welcome.
I'm Peyami.
Hello, sir.
I'm Firuze.
Nice to meet you.
You too.
Subtitle translation by: Bilge Gündüz