The Tailor (2023) s01e04 Episode Script

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Oh, my darling.
How I missed you.
You're all sweaty.
Why did you run away so far?
Still the same thing?
Let's go home.
Dimitri, let go!
You have a fiancé.
We're getting married. Come on.
-Dimitri, please let go!
-I said come on.
Help!
Esvet!
Esvet!
-Esvet!
-What's going on?
How much longer will you run?
Out of my way!
You're behaving like this out of fear.
Yes, it's out of fear.
The fear of not being able
to keep something that I love forever.
-I'm so sorry. Sorry.
-Suppose I hadn't fallen for your picture.
Maybe you wouldn't even
give me the time of day.
Maybe you'd mock my love.
Fuck.
My lady.
What is it, Firuze?
Mrs. Sülün, I…
Yes? You what?
If your offer still stands…
I will marry Mustafa.
THE TAILOR
Believe me, it's the truth.
I went there to convince her to come back.
It's true, Dimitri, son.
Oh God. He's been telling this lie
all day like a broken record.
I'll shut him up for good
if he keeps this up!
Mr. Ari, Dimitri doesn't believe me,
but all I wanted was to bring Esvet back.
Why did you sneak out, then?
Why not tell us or Dimitri?
Bravo, Mama! Great question!
But he's prepared an answer for that!
See if they'll believe it!
She asked me to go alone and tell no one.
I thought she might run
if you came along! And she did!
Tell me the truth! Where is Esvet?
-I don't know, Dimitri.
-You do!
She's only called once.
I don't know where she is.
You do! You've known from the start!
What would you do if I hadn't overheard?
Take her and leave?
No, I'd bring her home!
-I'd bring her to you!
-Don't lie to me!
Sister!
-Stop it, Dimitri.
-Speak!
-Where the hell is Esvet?
-Dimitri!
-Where is Esvet? Answer me!
-Enough!
He's lying through his teeth!
-Where is Esvet?
-I said enough!
He says he doesn't know!
-He's your uncle.
-Uncle?
He's just a beggar!
Get the hell out!
-Son!
-Let him go!
-Faruk.
-He can go wherever he wants.
You're beginning
to gain Osman's trust, sir.
I hope he told you something tonight.
Unfortunately no.
He looked upset. He wasn't himself.
He's brought his daughter
and his grandson over.
To get him treatment, probably.
But he won't be able
to afford the surgery.
-No one else got in or out?
-No, sir.
And still nothing regarding Mrs. Kiraz.
Keep watching the house.
Yes, sir.
Help!
Esvet!
Hey, buddy.
How are you?
Huh?
You're cold?
I have a question for you.
Have you seen a pretty girl around here
with long, dark hair?
A beautiful girl.
Have you?
Never mind.
I'll let you eat first.
Peyami, may I come in?
Is something wrong, Grandma?
No.
I need to talk to you.
Must be important,
since it couldn't wait till breakfast.
Yes, it is.
I wanted to tell you myself
before you see her.
I hired Firuze back.
Hired her back?
Why?
I thought you weren't happy with her.
And after such a big mistake.
-What changed?
-You were right.
We don't have a say in this.
Mustafa got attached to her from day one.
He kept calling her name all day yesterday
because she was gone.
He was devastated.
And I've duly warned her.
She's really sorry too.
She saw her mistake.
So what?
She'll fail again.
I think she's learned her lesson.
And I told her, on your behalf,
that we could give her another chance.
For your father's sake.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Have you talked to Dimitri?
I didn't call
since you'd made an appointment.
Should I?
No. Let's go.
Is it your dad again?
The agency is sending
two people over tomorrow.
We'll interview them together.
Don't worry.
No need. Firuze is back.
What?
Don't ask, Suzi. Let's go.
The person you've called is not available.
Please try again…
It's still off?
Are you happy now, Faruk?
Mrs. Lia, I swear,
I didn't mean for this to happen.
I'm really sorry for everything.
Lia, enough.
Peyami and Suzan are here, sir.
Let's show them in.
-Welcome.
-Thanks.
-Welcome, Suzi.
-Thanks.
-Welcome, Peyami.
-Thanks.
-Peyami, dear.
-Come in.
Come in.
-Enjoy your meal.
-Welcome.
Enjoy your meal.
Sorry to disturb you at breakfast,
but Dimitri and I were supposed to go
to the meeting together.
-Have a seat, son. Dimitri's not here.
-He's not?
Here I am. Everything's all right.
There's a hiccup, though.
I postponed the meeting. Sorry.
I must be lucky.
I came right on time for breakfast.
Come on, have a seat.
Go ahead.
Welcome, Suzi.
Nini, set places for our guests.
Of course, ma'am.
My plate's here, too, thankfully.
I had my doubts.
Things were a bit tense yesterday
among the family.
But as you know, we do enjoy high tension.
But the issue yesterday
was an important one.
Right, Mr. Faruk?
He tried to meet Esvet in secret.
So we had an argument.
I believe that Uncle…
Well, my future father-in-law,
is going behind my back
and knows where Esvet is.
Father thinks the opposite.
That never happens, right?
Who do you think is right, Peyami?
If Faruk knew where his daughter was,
I think he'd be with her, not here.
So you think he doesn't know?
Why wouldn't he tell us if he did, son?
Esvet's acting like a spoiled child.
If we knew where she was,
we'd be the first
to give her a talking to.
-Right, Faruk?
-Sure.
You think we're not mad at her
for disappearing?
Pass the bread.
Look at the position
she has put you and us in, son.
I'd have told her this if I had a chance.
Enough, Faruk.
You're full of it.
Wow. Don't mind if I do.
Medium done?
Yes, sir. Just like you requested.
Good.
Excuse me.
Where are you taking that, son?
He's really depressed, Peyami, dear.
Can you talk to him?
Good boy. Well done, boy.
Here, take it.
What's he called? Count?
No. He'd die young if he were.
And Count was unique.
-This one's Buddy.
-Buddy.
I see you've replaced me with him.
Won't your suit get dirty?
What do you care?
Here.
Where did you find him?
At the park.
The one where I saw Esvet.
She was this close, Peyami.
I could hear her breathing.
But then, poof. She disappeared.
You know what hurts the most?
It's not that she ran.
The look in her eyes.
That fear.
Her dad is lying.
-If you're sure--
-I am.
You know what happens to liars.
-They get tarred.
-They get tarred.
How many times have I told you
not to let this mutt in here? Answer me!
-Count!
-Excuse me?
He's not a mutt. His name is Count.
-And we didn't let him in.
-No?
Then who's been feeding this mutt?
You stole trays of food
from the canteen and fed him!
It wasn't us.
He must have taken them himself, sir.
Are you making fun of me?
No, sir. We wouldn't dare.
Look here. Stop lying.
Admit what you've done.
Peyami!
It wasn't us, sir.
So you're going to keep lying.
Do you know what happens to liars?
Liars get tarred!
What are you planning to do?
Look.
Don't do anything rash.
Just tell me
what you're thinking, Dimitri.
We can follow Faruk if need be.
We'll search every street for Esvet.
Just keep me in the loop, okay?
Maybe Dimitri's right.
Maybe Faruk is lying.
Do you really believe him?
He wouldn't dare lie.
But what if the girl's
found out something?
What if they're onto us?
As long as that girl wanders around
like a time bomb,
we can't relax, Lia.
If only we could find her.
Lia.
Come on, Lia. Let's go.
Oh, my baby.
Please forgive me.
GREEK ORPHANAGE
Firuze.
I couldn't sleep.
Sir.
I wanted to say…
I mean, I wanted to thank you
for letting me come back.
You should thank Mrs. Sülün, not me.
She's the one who's hired you back.
-Good night.
-And Mr. Dimitri?
Do I remember correctly?
Your friend who visited is called Dimitri?
Have you seen him since then?
Is everything okay?
He saw your dad because of me.
I was just wondering
if that caused any issues.
It didn't.
I hired Firuze back.
Your heart surpassed everything
you thought was more important
and took the seat of honor.
All that's left is
for you to see it and accept it.
Welcome, Suzan.
-Good morning, ma'am.
-Thanks.
-Good work. That looks fantastic.
-Thanks.
Hello? Mithat?
Hello, Suzan.
I'm calling about the caregiver.
Yes. About Firuze, right?
Firuze?
Firuze. The caregiver you sent.
There must be a mistake.
I called because we couldn't find
a caregiver fitting the requirements.
Bride!
-Wake up, bride. Get up, bride.
-Mustafa.
Get up, play friend.
-Give me a second, Mustafa.
-Let's play.
Let's play tag. Come on, get up.
-All right. Hang on, Mustafa.
-Get up. Let's play tag.
Get up.
Tag, you're it!
-Okay.
-You're it!
Wait, get back here.
Mustafa, slow down.
Where are you going?
-Catch me! You're it!
-Mustafa, no! No, Mustafa.
You shouldn't be up there.
Please come back down.
You come here. Catch me.
No, Mustafa. Dad will be mad.
It's not allowed!
Dad won't be mad, no. Come on.
-Come on!
-Mustafa!
You're it, Firu! Come on.
Daddy room. Daddy tailor room.
Mustafa! What are you doing?
-No! Put them down!
-You see what we have here?
Look, ouchie pins.
-Oh, snippy snip!
-No!
Remember, Mr. Peyami gets mad
when you touch them. Give me.
Daddy won't be mad at me.
He will, Mustafa. Give me!
Come on, we're going down. Come here!
-Mustafa, what are you doing?
-It's okay.
"Mustafa's wedding. March '87."
What's that there?
Look, here…
Where is Mustafa? Where is he?
Oh, bride!
You put it on.
-Come.
-No.
Put it on. Come.
-No, Mustafa. Let go.
-Come, bride. Put it on. It's pretty.
Look. Come, put it on. Bride, look.
It's pretty. Look.
You bride. Put it on.
-Come.
-Mustafa, let's go.
-Put it on. It's pretty.
-Come with me, Mustafa!
No, put it on. Come.
-We're going down. Come on.
-You put it on.
-Mustafa. Let's go, now.
-Put it on.
I said no.
Mustafa, I said no! Come on!
Firu is mad.
Firu is mad at me.
Firu is mad.
She'll put it on!
Mustafa!
-All right, Mustafa!
-She has to put it on.
She has to put it on! Put it on!
All right, I'll do it!
Yay! She'll put it on!
The bride will be so pretty.
Crêpes or eggs today, sir?
I'm not having breakfast, Özden.
Such a pretty bride.
Look how pretty.
Are you happy now, Mustafa?
I'm taking it off.
And then we're going down.
-No! Dance!
-Come on, Mustafa.
-We're going down.
-Let's dance. Like this.
-Welcome, sir.
-Thanks, gorgeous.
The bride is so pretty.
Mustafa, please, enough.
A little longer.
-That's enough, Mustafa.
-I want to keep dancing!
No, we're done.
-We're done, Mustafa.
-No, we keep dancing.
-What did we agree to, Mustafa?
-What?
-I put it on. That's it, come on.
-No.
Mustafa, come on!
I told you, we're done! No!
We won't stay any longer!
-No, a little longer. Don't take it off.
-We're leaving, Mustafa.
Please, come with me.
-Please, Mustafa.
-Then no more friends.
What did we agree to?
Come on!
Mustafa. Mustafa, let's go. We're done.
You…
Subtitle translation by: Bilge Gündüz