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Oh, great mother with 40 teeth,
oh, holy flame, the scourge of all demons and evil creatures,
and those without faith!
I have brought you a traitor so that you might purify his soiled soul!
Do you know what fire is for?
It is for burning the likes of you in hell.
Looks like you forgot your old faith when you converted to Islam.
Fire purges the evil which lurks within traitors.
It cleanses our hearts of the evil spirits which haunt them.
It shall cleanse you of evil too, so that you may return to your own self.
Tell me all that you know.
Your fire can only burn my skin.
It cannot touch my faithful soul.
It seems that you can't quite feel the heat of the fire yet.
You must be purified further! Lower him!
Has your evil soul been purified?
My soul is made of steel, Alıncak. As the fire consumes it, it hardens.
Fire which lights up the crimson hell...
I shall feed your flames with the blood of this traitor,
in the hope the evil will flee.
I'm not going to give you an easy death.
You will burn slowly, slowly...
until you tell me what I want to know, and only then will I kill you.
Burn him until his evil soul is purified.
Is the food ready yet, Hafsa Hatun?
It is, Selcan Hatun. I am sure the guests will enjoy it.
I'm keeping it over the fire to keep it warm.
Hafsa Hatun is a very skilled cook.
The food will be worthy of the occasion.
Thank you so much.
Hafsa Hatun, what's this?
Is this what you think our guests should be given to eat?
What's wrong with it, Selcan Hatun?
-It tastes delicious. -Delicious?
I wouldn't feed this to the dogs, not that they'd eat it!
Are you doing this to hurt me?
How could you say that, Selcan Hatun?
I only want to help shoulder your burden.
I'm doing everything I can so that you don't push yourself too hard.
No, all you want to do is make sure the feast for my dead son is ruined!
Please don't get angry, Selcan Hatun.
I will cook it again, please don't get so upset.
Leave it! I will cook it myself.
You obviously won't let go of the past and still bear a grudge.
I will do it myself. Move!
I didn't do it on purpose, Selcan Hatun.
The women all saw me cooking. I've no idea how it turned out like this.
It's my fault.
You can't even cook for your husband properly.
I don't know why I trusted you to cook the food for the feast.
Selcan Hatun, your words are breaking my heart.
People are coming to pay their respects to my son!
This food was meant to be worthy of my son!
This is nothing!
You should be grateful I didn't pour it over your head!
I should have known the daughter of a tekfur wouldn't know how to cook.
Go away! I don't want to see you.
-Selcan Hatun-- -Go! I'm already in enough pain!
Go away!
You must calm down, Selcan Hatun.
İlbilge warned her that she was adding too much salt.
I believe Dragos is telling the truth, Commander Alıncak.
If you listen to him...
you will find out what the khan's orders actually were.
Maybe even Keykavus' whereabouts.
A man is judged on his appearance, but valued by his character, Beybolat.
If the man is lying, I will turn his insides out,
and display his head on a stake in Söğüt.
Right beside yours.
This disgrace of the Mongols won't talk.
I've never known such will power.
I should hear what Dragos has to say.
Make him aware that if this is a trap, my retaliation will be terrible.
If he's the reason I'm not able to go hunting tomorrow,
then Dragos shall become the prey.
Now go and remember what I said.
Make sure he knows what I will do to him if he pulls any tricks.
My Bey...
I know it isn't my place to ask... but I'm curious.
What is it, Selcan Hatun?
Pardon me for my insolence.
What happened to the pardon Alıncak gave us?
Will you be able to get it to Gündoğdu?
Please don't worry, sister.
I had my alps take it to my brother in secret.
He should have it soon.
My brother will be a free man, God willing.
-God willing. -God willing.
What about Albastı? Is there any trace of him?
We know his name.
But we know neither his face, nor where he hides himself.
He appears out of nowhere to bring death and sorrow.
Then disappears the same way.
I can't bear any more pain, Son.
He's hidden himself well.
But we are very close to expose him.
That snake Albastı will make a mistake one day,
and leave a trace.
No matter how well he tries to hide, he will get caught some day.
And when that day comes,
I will crush that venomous head of his.
Allah, help us!
Is that so?
This is but a spark, Brother.
It may only be a spark,
but a spark is enough to set the whole Kayı tribe ablaze.
This is only the beginning. Once that fire turns into a volcano,
the entire Kayı tribe will be engulfed.
You are such a loyal sister.
That's why you will always be my favorite.
All I ever hoped for is to be a sister worthy of you, Brother.
The Kayıs have left the pride of their victory go to their heads.
While they wallow in their joy of having the margrave title returned to them,
we will play our game with them, Sırma.
I will await your orders, Brother.
If you fill Hafsa's head with resentment, she will pour it all into Bamsı.
If we can drive a wedge between Ertuğrul and his chief alp,
the rupture will weaken and unsettle the whole Kayı Tribe.
Leave it to me, Brother.
We will be as cunning as the fox, as hateful as the raven,
and as sneaky as the snake.
When we bite them like a tiger,
they will come to realize what the Umuroğulları are made of.
Hafsa.
What's wrong? My dearest. Come here. Come over here.
What's wrong, Hafsa? Tell me.
Bamsı, I've had enough. I can't take it anymore.
Hafsa, tell me, tell Bamsı what happened. What has happened?
It's Selcan Hatun.
She won't let me be.
She's the wife of a chief and I know my place.
But she despises me for being the daughter of a tekfur.
She ostracizes me for not being Kayı.
She's in pain, Hafsa. She will soon see she's being unfair.
-You can get past it. Be patient, Hafsa. -Bamsı!
I understand her situation and her pain. I've been patient.
But she still won't accept me.
I've tried to be a good friend to her, but she treats me with contempt!
Hafsa.
If you are in this much pain,
she must have said something which hurt you very deeply.
What did she say?
All kinds of things, Bamsı!
Just because the food I cooked for Süleyman's wake was too salty,
she flew into a rage and shouted at me.
I said, "Selcan Hatun, I will make it up to you, I will cook it again."
But she told me to go away, in front of all the women.
I've had enough, Bamsı.
What hurts us most is not the evil of the enemy,
but the cruelty of our friends.
We all have our pride, our self-esteem.
One would need a heart of stone not to be hurt by it.
How could I bear it?
Selcan Hatun was even worse before, my Hafsa.
She put Ertuğrul Bey and Süleyman Shah through a lot.
She even tried to kill Ertuğrul Bey once.
But she's been better recently. All this trouble is because she's grieving.
Everything will go back to normal soon.
But stay away from her for a while,
so that she can't hurt you again.
Hafsa, don't-- don't let anyone...
ever hurt you again, my jewel-eyed love.
Come here. Come here.
Who are you?
I'm your grandfather, Süleyman Shah.
Stop, my son!
You can't get near it until you understand what it is that's in front of you.
This is the gift of authority.
Those who lack wisdom may not receive this gift.
What is the wisdom behind this, Grandfather?
What does this hearth represent?
The hearth represents your home, son.
It's the land which you water with your blood and sweat.
If you don't feed it with faith, the flames go out.
What is the wisdom behind that sword, Grandfather?
The sword is power, Osman.
In the hands of a brave man it has the power to cull the cruel,
to protect the innocent, and provide justice to the whole world.
If you acquire the wisdom which lies behind these,
there will be no need for you to seek authority.
Authority will already be yours.
Grandfather!
My grandfather's gift to us, the heavenly sword.
The foundation of our tribe.
The source of our tribe's power and pride.
Osman!
What's going on?
What are you doing here?
I couldn't sleep, Father.
Why couldn't you sleep?
I had a dream and woke up.
God bless. What did you see in your dream?
I dreamed that I got out of bed.
No one was there. So I came in this room.
A fierce looking man was sitting on your seat.
I approached and asked, "Who are you?"
He said he was my grandfather, Süleyman Shah.
He was as big as the mountains, Father.
I was taken aback by his majesty.
He told me of the wisdom of the sword and hearth.
Something inside me pushed me towards the seat.
I tried to get closer, but as I did, I felt myself starting to burn.
My grandfather told me that if I acquired the wisdom of the sword and hearth,
authority would come to me.
Then I woke up. And came in here.
I wanted to sit on the seat with the sword of my grandfather, Süleyman Shah.
Aren't you angry, Father?
Sit down, my son. Sit down.
If, in your dream, you saw the seat of a bey,
and wanted to sit on the seat of a bey,
then listen to me while sat on the seat of the bey.
Listen, Son.
The majesty of a real bey is greater than a mountain.
Likewise, his burden is just as great.
A man could get crushed if he wasn't strong enough to carry it.
A bey is like a fire.
It warms those around him.
But he burns himself for it.
Those who sit here and cannot bear the flames...
turn to ashes, Son.
What's the secret of becoming as strong as steel in that fire, Father?
The sharpest steel is the one that gets beaten down the most.
You need a heart that can bear the agony waiting for you.
You set off like an arrow, Son.
Either you hit your mark...
or keep flying in vain.
But there is no turning back.
You are the hammer that will beat steel, you are the flames in a hearth,
and you have the greatness of the mountains,
and I shall endure this agony too, Father.
I thank Allah that a son with a strong heart like yours was bestowed upon me.
Let's hope your dream predicts good fortune for us, Son.
May Allah, the Almighty, who gave you that dream,
help you in your journey along its path.
Thank you.
Go on now, try to get some sleep.
Master.
Hello, bell ringer.
Master, you...
Why do you look so surprised?
I was surprised to see you. Are you allowed to come in here?
When the purpose is to deliver help and supplies to our people,
we don't discriminate between races or faiths, we are allowed to go anywhere.
What's this?
It's to support those in need.
We have already helped Muslims, and wanted to help Christians, too.
Master.
You could have given all of it to the Muslims.
Why bother with the Christians?
Our faith dictates that we act in a just and merciful manner.
It advises that we respect every person and every creature
living beneath the blue sky.
Are you seeking to improve your standing here?
Or are you perhaps trying to convert people to Islam?
If I wanted to improve my own standing,
I'd have handed these out myself.
But I brought it to you so that you could do it.
What matters is that those who are in need receive this.
It doesn't matter if it's from your hand or mine.
Allah alone is enough as a witness.
I'm but a poor bell ringer, master.
I was just curious.
Please, pardon my insolence.
All religions command good faith and mercy.
What makes your religion any different?
Islam is the only religion of Allah.
Having faith in the prophet Jesus is one of the obligations of our faith.
However, the Christians have no faith in our prophet.
Having faith in the prophet Moses is a requirement of our faith.
However, the Jews have no faith in our prophet.
Islam complements all religions.
We have faith in this religion that Allah himself protects.
As for our aim, we all just want to live our faith as well as we can.
We hope to provide an example through our way of life.
And we pray for those without faith.
Only Allah may bring faith into our hearts.
Master, you speak of being merciful.
But your alps are fierce warriors.
How can your religion command both mercy and violence?
We never hurt anyone
who didn't aim their arrows at us or tyrannize our fellow creatures.
Allah tells us to show mercy to the innocent,
and to be savage towards the cruel.
Allah requires that we stand ready at all times.
That's why, one side of our face is silky and soft,
while the other is sharp like a sword.
We don't fight our enemies to further our own interests.
We fight them because they are cruel, and to receive Allah's blessing.
Let me tell you a story.
In our faith, there is a brave man called Ali.
He was the undefeated champion of many battles, the prophet Ali.
During a fight in the name of Allah,
he overpowered a strong and fearless enemy and forced him to the ground.
Just as the prophet Ali was about to give the finishing blow,
his enemy spat in his face.
When this happened, respected Ali didn't kill him,
but instead let him go.
That enemy, who had barely survived,
was taken aback by the mercy shown by respected Ali.
Unable to understand what had happened,
he asked the respected Ali why he'd shown mercy.
Respected Ali told him,
"I swing my sword for the blessing of Allah.
When you spat on my face as I was fighting you,
I was consumed by the desire to punish you.
That's when I saw the need to sheathe my sword.
If I'd killed you, I'd have done it because of my own desires.
But I am the subject of Allah.
I am not the subject of my own self and desires."
For us, the world can be divided into two, bell ringer.
The innocent, and the cruel.
We fight the cruel so that the innocent may live peaceful lives.
A Muslim’s worth is not measured by the number of enemies he has killed,
but by the number of those he has helped live.
Our faith demands not the taking of lives,
but that we should give our lives
so that other people may live a just and merciful one.
And for us, that means martyrdom.
Well said, master.
Well said.
But there's one thing I don't understand.
Why don't we see this beautiful philosophy in every Muslim?
Look not at the exterior, but what is within.
Islam lies within.
People may have shortcomings and make mistakes.
But Islam never does.
I have spoken to you of Allah's commands.
You asked and I answered.
Now it's my turn to ask a question.
After listening to everything I've told you,
can you see any imperfections in the laws of Islam?
Alıncak might have cooperated with them,
but I hope they don't pull any tricks on us, my Bey.
If they do as I say, Alıncak's sharp claws will swing at nothing.
Here they come, my Bey.
Where is the meeting place?
The woods on the outskirts of Söğüt.
We don't know what Alıncak is up to.
I'm going to proceed very cautiously.
There's no need. We will be coming with you.
With us?
Aren't you going to take cover and set a trap?
Alıncak will be prepared for any kind of trap.
So, we will follow right behind him.
And how will you do that?
Let me explain.
I swear on this cap...
and on the sword guarding your grave...
that I will get my revenge for your death.
We will find the demon called Albastı.
Your mother will avenge you.
Subtitle translation by Tuğçe Erteki