I love this scene so much because it is such a wholesome and humorous way to address the issues of identity which are present throughout the film. This scene highlights not only what it means to be Turkish, but also what it means to be a man. This film handles the concept of identity through many fronts. There are questions of what its means to be German or Turkish, obviously, but there are also questions of what it means to be a man, a family, or when does someone become a part of or is lost from a family? This scene takes a little pause from all the questioning and gives a nice simple answer by saying: ‘being a Turk means enjoying the culture, and being a man means being yourself no matter what others might think’, which I think is beautiful.