EMEK MOVIE THEATER
AT İSTİKLAL AVENUE AND YEŞİLÇAM STREET.
BUILT IN 1957 ON THE SITE OF THE OLD MELEK CINEMA
WITH KÜÇÜK EMEK MOVIE THEATER (SÜMER, RÜYA) BY EMEK CINEMA LLC.
99% OWNED BY PENSION FUND, 1% BY KEMAL ERBAŞ.
OPENED ON APRIL 19, 1958.
I did it, Mrs. Yıldız! I won't stand for your insults!
Yes! I took an ECG! We ran blood tests!
Don't you understand? I couldn't…
@BREAKINGNEWS
YOU CAN'T YELL AT PEOPLE JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE A DIPLOMA
THEY NEED TO UNDERSTAND, THEY'RE NOT GODS
HEALTH SYSTEM SHOULD BE ACCOUNTABLE! LOOK AT THAT SO-CALLED INTELLECTUAL!
ISTANBUL ENCYCLOPEDIA
I just wanted to cheer up Harun. I was recording Harun, not you.
-Then? -And then…
Harun went running towards you when the shouting started.
And I didn't question what was going on. I just…
I just kept recording.
-Why did you send the video to Harun? -Of course, I didn't!
My phone was dead. I was recording with his phone.
Then when I couldn't breathe at that moment…
That moment was recorded just like that.
A moment without context,
just a cropped moment of extrajudicial execution.
What do you think will happen now?
What will happen now?
I don't know that.
Everyone will deal with their own pain.
Were you really negligent in any way?
Nesrin Caner.
ECG.
-Blood tests. -All done, ma'am.
The patient had suffered from bisection.
Due to a 70% narrowing in the bifurcation,
the heart tissues it supplies have begun to necrose.
-And it led to a myocardial infarction. -Unfortunately.
Weren't there any symptoms when the patient came in?
No. On the contrary, he said his family had forced him to come
and he was feeling very well.
CT angiography wasn't performed.
Right, but there wasn't any condition that required it.
I see.
Yes, unforeseeable events may occur in such cases.
We'll state this in the report.
However, these days, perception is more important than medical knowledge.
It's a mess out there. I've been getting calls all day.
So?
So, be on the good side of the prosecutor. I hope they won't keep digging too much.
Last night they said,
"Be prepared for anything, and say farewell."
Thank God, he's surprisingly been improving since morning.
Thank God.
If only he could get out of the ICU too…
-Keep your spirits up. -I am.
-Don't worry. It will be okay. -It will.
Harun…
You're in a very difficult situation.
I know.
But why did you do such a thing?
I don't get it.
Zehra, I didn't do anything.
What do you mean, Harun?
The whole country saw it. And it was a video I recorded.
I sent it to the family WhatsApp group. One of my cousins uploaded it.
They didn't expect such a reaction.
Is it a lie?
It's only the part they cropped.
It wasn't the whole video.
Zehra, are you interrogating me?
You're playing with someone's life.
My dad was dying. Because of her mistake.
I can't cry over someone's reputation.
Harun, you already killed Nesrin.
She's getting lynched.
I always thought this only happened to other people.
Without knowing the whole story and watching a 20-second video,
everyone in Türkiye cursed at her and all the doctors.
Are we really gonna talk about this right now?
Harun, I'm so sorry about your dad.
Okay? I'm really sorry. I'm praying for him.
And if there is anything else I can do, tell me, I'll do it.
-But for Nesrin, there is one thing… -Withdraw the complaint?
I won't.
I will not.
I can't, okay?
"Do you know why you are here?" they asked.
"Because you need to be grounded."
Turns out, my planets and my positions are all in the Air element.
That's why I'm so volatile and frivolous.
They said, "You are used to being altruistic
because of your childhood experiences."
"Because you spent your childhood making your mom happy."
"You've associated your own worth with her happiness."
"And you've never accepted your dad as a father."
"First, you need to make peace with them."
"Then you need to balance your masculine-feminine energies."
"Even at the cost of causing unease."
"If others get hurt, so be it. What do you want?"
"Nothing anyone says matters."
I think it was the first time
I've contemplated on my relationship with my mom and dad.
I realized everyone around me was suffering from the same problem.
Turns out, I wasn't all alone.
Maybe we're all children of a codependent country.
Oh, Zehra, come on!
You're always hiding something, then you unlock a new level.
-I can't process it. -Let's go over them one by one.
So, how is Harun's dad now?
-He's in the ICU but he's getting better. -Okay. No one died at least.
So, how is Harun?
He's bad, of course.
We had an argument this morning.
Don't worry, he'll come around once his dad recovers.
How is your aunt?
Terrible. She keeps getting cursed.
Men, women, leftists, rightists, everyone in Türkiye
is lynching her in unison.
Is the woman getting lynched your aunt?
I had never witnessed such a thing up close before, you know?
That's crazy. Look at that.
Anyway. Let's not say she's being lynched, but rather she became famous.
Positive vibes, huh, honey?
Okay, never mind all that for now.
How are you, Zehra?
I don't know.
Mr. Prosecutor will see you shortly. You can wait in that room.
I was worried about you. You weren't home yesterday.
Yes, I wanted to talk to you about that.
I won't be coming back home, Fatıma.
What do you mean?
I went back to Nesrin's.
Why are you smiling?
I was wondering why you don't look away and talk to me at school.
It feels easier to be with those people than to be with us, right? Only for now.
Do you think they'll accept you as who you are?
Do you think you'll be loved?
You will never make it happen.
And the more you try, the more you'll feel like an impostor.
Eventually, you'll become one.
How do you know what I'll become?
How can you be so sure what I'll become, when even I am not?
-Are you Allah, Fatıma? -God forbid, no!
Dear Zehra,
"As clothes resemble one another, hearts also begin to resemble each other."
Some clothes have a price, and you're avoiding paying it.
But don't worry, with your fluid, even frivolous personality,
you will soon confirm my judgment.
I didn't know I owed you an ideology. I thought you had offered me a place.
I have nothing to gain. I'm only an intermediary, dear Zehra.
And you're a prophet now?
See you when you're homeless again. May Allah watch over you.
Serdar?
You may sit down.
Serdar, what are you doing?
Please, have a seat. It's a busy day.
I have many more cases to handle.
-Are you serious? -Please!
-Serdar, don't be ridiculous. -Please.
Why are you so surprised?
Since we're not together anymore, there isn't an ethical problem, right?
Well…
You requested a meeting. We're waiting on the Medical Association's report.
In the meantime, let's clarify some things.
Sure.
-You had an early surgery that morning. -Yes.
But, after the surgery, it seems your system was off for a while.
Then your system was online again. For this patient.
-Osman Akçakaya. -Yes.
What is the reason?
I had an urgent matter.
Now, look. Let's make it clear.
We will speak in a clear, descriptive, and plain manner.
What was the urgency?
-Due to Emel's debt to the bank… -Emel?
Due to my sister's debt to the bank, my mom's flat is being foreclosed.
So, I had to take a short break from work.
Do you have any legal right to do so?
I had a surgery in the morning. It took too long.
I talked to a colleague who covered for me and took care of my patients.
There is such a custom among surgeons.
-What time was the patient check-in? -1:40 p.m.
What kind of tests did you run?
Blood tests, ECG, and general examination.
You did everything required, or might you have forgotten something?
Of course I did. No, I didn't forget anything.
I talked to a doctor friend this morning who's a professor.
They said, "A careful doctor would definitely do a contrast thorax."
What do you think?
The patient didn't have any complaints that would lead me to do so.
And it wasn't possible to do it that day in the hospital.
-I explained that to the Chief Physician. -Possible or not, that's another matter.
But you didn't inform the patient.
Also, you refused some of the patient's requests.
-Like what? -Such as…
The patient's wife, Mrs. Yıldız asked you to give the patient sedatives.
And you refused.
You can't give a patient sedatives just because their wife asks.
I did the right thing.
Of course, you would know better what is medically correct.
However, wouldn't such a request…
indicate a serious problem,
and thus require you to be more meticulous about the case?
Everything came out clean. His blood tests, his ECG…
I'm a doctor, not an oracle.
Yeah…
Unfortunately, professions that deal with human life
carry great responsibilities.
Do you plan to go abroad these days?
To France, for example?
I'm considering whether to request a travel ban or not.
Why are you here?
I came to wish him a speedy recovery.
Welcome. Thanks, there you said it.
Are you kicking me out?
Is there anything left to say, Zehra?
Yes.
It's not easy to tell you this, but I will anyway.
Harun, you still haven't done what I asked you. And that's not right.
-How do you know if it's right or not? -Because I love you.
I loved you the moment I saw you.
My heart knew you once it was in your gravitational field.
That's how I know, this is not you.
What if my dad…? What if my dad died, Zehra? I…
I don't know what we would do then.
But I would still be here. I would still hug you.
I don't know, Zehra. I'm so…
-I've been so scared, Zehra. -Okay.
Okay.
Okay, it's all right.
It's all right. Okay, it's all right.
I didn't know he was such a psychopath.
The speed he found out and took over the case is incredible.
The whole of Türkiye already knows.
I'm not surprised, but…
What will you do?
I don't know.
I just want to lay low for a while.
I don't want to come to classes either.
Why?
I feel like everybody knows, talks, and stares at me.
Don't think about the classes.
It's almost time for the exam.
Please don't quit. We'll study together.
-What are you doing? -Where?
No. Louis.
-What is the name? -What are you doing? Louis.
-Wait a moment. -Louis.
-Don't be ridiculous. -Looks like an old porn site.
-Ridiculous! -Please stop!
-Okay, okay, stopping. -Stop!
-Stop it! -Stop it?
What? The woman I love became famous, shouldn't I enjoy it?
-What? -Yes. You're famous.
Surprised?
Or… that I enjoyed it?
Or because you're the woman I love?
I don't know.
-I don't know. -I don't know.
It's hard for you to go to France now.
That's why I'm bringing France to you.
No matter where you go,
the city you leave behind will always follow. Always.
Why did you come here then?
I'll give you the long answer later.
The short answer is, to find you.
You.
I prayed so much.
I even prayed in the church I accidentally walked into today.
Likely accepted due to its influence. Some places are different.
It's all over now, right?
It's not that easy.
But why?
Harun's dad is getting better. He'll be fine.
And they said they'll withdraw the complaint.
There are both administrative and criminal investigations.
What if there's no complaint?
They deleted the video. And this will fade away.
Like everything else in this country.
The administrative wouldn't be a problem, but I'm not sure about the criminal case.
Why?
Life is an interesting fiction. That's why.
By the way…
I hesitated to ask, but what happened to Diego?
Missing, sadly.
But I'm sure he'll come back. Because I'll pray a lot for him too.
I'm sure my prayers will be answered. I'm sure he'll come back.
Call an ambulance! Please help!
Is there a doctor? Help, please!
-Someone call an ambulance! -Okay, calling.
-Ambulance! -Choking on his tongue! Help!
I'm a doctor!
I'm a doctor! Move aside!
EMEK MOVIE THEATER REMEMBER!
The letter E. "Emek Movie Theater."
"It is at the corner where Yeşilçam Street meets İstiklal Avenue in Beyoğlu."
"It was built in 1957 on the site of the old Melek Cinema,
along with Küçük Emek Movie Theater, the old Sümer and Rüya Cinemas,
by Emek Cinema Limited Liability Company."
"99% of the shares of this company belong to the Pension Fund,
and 1% to businessman Kemal Erbaş."
"Emek Cinema was opened on April 19, 1958."
Emek, Melek, Sümer, and Rüya. Like four sisters.
Emek being the eldest sister. Sister Emek.
Yes, I'm sure this place was a big sister for some.
A big sister they introduced their first loves to,
where they could get a few hours of safe sleep for a few coins
when they were homeless and broke.
Directly connected to the street, it covered your poverty and loneliness,
letting you rest like a seed in the darkness.
But the city can be very cruel, sister.
Everyone wants to eat you whole sometimes.
Even if you're not a tired, wretched young girl anymore.
Even if you're a woman who spun a cocoon thinking it would protect you,
with a reputable profession and skills,
you can still be swallowed whole, Sister Emek.
I don't have to tell you this. You know it yourself.
Mommy?
What's wrong?
What do you mean?
Oh, okay. Where are you?
Okay.
My grandma.
I have to go to Amasya.
Subtitle translation by: M. Levent Yılmazoğlu