Anne: Good evening, son.
Sevket: Mom?
Anne: Can we come in?
Sevket: Of course you can also enter but I was not available.
Papatya: Good evening, welcome.
Anne: Who are you?
Papatya: I am Papatya. I am pleased. I am the private secretary of Sevket.
Sevket: She hasn't yet been to become a private secretary but she will.
Anne: She's no longer your assistant.
Sevket: What?
Anne: I am firing you. You will find yourself another job.
Papatya: You misunderstood me, ma'am.
Sevket: Mom, what are you doing? You are embarrassing me. Am I a child?
Anne: It has nothing to do with you. Bahri!
Sevket: Hey hey, one minute! Papatya will stay here, mom.
Anne: This girl's name is not Papatya, she is Kezban.
Sevket: Kezban?
Anne: Yes.
Sevket: Is it true?
Papatya: It is true but please do not let them do anything to me.
Sevket: Why did you lie to me?
Anne: Get her out of here!
Sevket: Why did you... Mom?
Anne: Do not interfere, she needs to go.
Sevket: Mom...
Papatya: Sevket...
Sevket: Why are you doing this, mom? Why are you taking her away from me? Maybe she didn't like her own name or she changed its name because of its complex. What's wrong with that?
Anne: She applied for a job at the hospital. We learned by research. She is working for one of our competitors.
Sevket: Our competitors? Is it for another hospital?
Anne: Someone named Zaim. You just need to know this much for now.
Sevket: What will Bahri do to her, mom?
Anne: He will take the girl home. We'll talk in more detail tomorrow. Goodbye, son.
Sevket: Goodbye, mom. Let me open the door.
