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This is my black mantle of death.
I shall remove it.
Die, and be reborn.
Marco Benedetti di Vicenza.
You traveled far to get here.
Along the way, what sins have you committed?
Confess your sins to us and ask for absolution.
Allah Akbar!
For years, every single day
I began my prayers with the name of Allah.
For years I lived in a country far, far away.
There, I had a father and a brother.
I called them family. I called that place home.
My family gave me weapons and taught me to kill.
For years, I killed your fathers your sons with my own hands.
Silence!
When I was nine years old
I had God-fearing parents who loved me.
And then one day they tore me from my home.
They took me to a different country.
Gave me to a different family.
Gave me a different God.
They gave me a new name.
And every day they asked me who I was.
And every day I repeated the same words to them.
"I am Mete."
"I am in the service of Berzan Bey of Harput."
"Hassan Balaban is my brother."
"And till the day I die I am a Janissary."
These are the words that I repeated to them.
The Turks killed my God.
I shall never forget. I shall never forgive.
For years every night in silence
I prayed to a God called vengeance.
I am not a Muslim, my Lord.
I am not a good Christian.
I am neither man nor woman.
I am a dragon raised by the rage and hatred.
And in your command I pledge to set the world on fire.
Bestow knighthood upon me, my Lord.
And I swear to kill everything that I once loved.
Marco Benedetti di Vicenza.
Killer of Turks.
The Dragon of Vienna.
The Prince Bishop of Trento Francesco di Paolo
do hereby dub thee, a knight.
May your courage and devotion never be contested.
You are a knight of the land now, sir.
- Congratulations. - Oh, I should be much more.
Ready your soldiers We head to the village at dawn.
What are you looking at?
Won't be of any use to its old owner.
I believe that the jewel is mine.
Don't say that I killed its owner.
I am going to need one of the horses.
- You're that... - That Turk, yes.
I wouldn't do anything to you.
Thank you.
Topo was my friend.
He never hurt a fly. So sure...
Whatever you want, take it. It's yours.
But not everyone is like me, so you better make yourself scarce.
- In the end, you are just... - Right, I won't be sticking around.
I have already lost a whole night.
Are you going to chase after that awful man?
Going to Trento all by yourself?
That son of a bitch went back to the city.
To his Overlord Marco or something.
Trento?
- Marco? - Yeah.
You helped me more than you know.
Thank you.
You can't bury him here!
Our families are staying here!
- Take him somewhere else. - Get away from me!
- Stop, stop! - Get away from me!
- You get away from me! - Gloria.
- I understand your pain. - You understand nothing, Father.
You can't bury Topo here. May God forgive his sins.
But the boy has never been baptized.
And whose fault is that?
You threw him away from the village the second he was born.
Don't say that!
- We all loved Topo. - Mouse...
You called the boy Mouse. Nobody even bothered to give him a name!
And now you want to throw him into the sewer as if he is a rat!
The Lord works in mysterious ways.
We can't question him just because...
the Heavenly gates are closed to this boy.
He had a mark on his face. So what?
- He was a loving, caring kid. - Gloria, we must go now.
Did you know he used to pray? Quietly so that I wouldn't hear.
Did you know what he was praying about?
To be with his mom and dad when he died.
Please, just stop. We need to go.
Please, please... Let me dig this grave.
Let him be with his family. Please!
Mr. Judge. He's been looking for you.
I heard that they think you are to blame.
They want to hand you over to get this thing over with.
Can't you see what is happening?
The village is being divided into two.
Please, we must go now.
- The barbarian! - The Turk, what's he doing here?
I'm not leaving him here.
We won't.
This isn't his home. His home is with you.
My son.
He was braver than all of you.
He was brave just like his mother.
When the soldiers came...
I told them he wasn't my son and he heard me.
I was trying to protect him
but the look on his face I should have just told them
He is my son, you bastards!
I should have been his mother.
He died thinking he was alone.
He knew. He still knows.
Death can't separate you.
You'll always be his mother.
"God, don't give burden to those who can't carry it"
"God, if we forget or take a wrong path, don't punish us"
"Don't give us the burden of those before us, good God."
"Don't test us with anything we can't overcome"
"Forgive us. Amen."
Wait here. Let me talk to them.
No more bloodshed. For Topo's sake.
What did they want?
I have more admirers than I realized.
That's the best I could do.
Oh, a knight has arrived.
That was quite a speech you gave. Very dramatic.
I'd ask what I can do for you, but...
I've already done more than enough.
So, on this fine, fine day...
what can you do for me Dragon of Venice?
- Vienna. - Right. Vienna.
I wanted to ask for your leave.
The villagers that you so graciously entrusted to my care
I want to inspect them personally.
Remind me, which village is it?
Someida, Borno, Sorte...
Moena. Lovely, picturesque.
Moena.
Your man, that...
That Hungarian name with a dog's name.
- What... - Skeletwolf?
Hasn't he already paid a visit to Moena?
Have we got a problem?
No, on the contrary
I am just impatient to serve you.
Oh, my, my. Aren't you something?
Fine.
You have your leave, knight.
Might I come closer, my Lord?
As we discussed before you said...
you promised Diana and I
that I could ask for her hand after my knighthood
her hand in marriage I would like to...
Diana! Come here, my dear.
Diana is her father's precious girl.
Isn't that right, Diana?
Diana has been bathing in milk ever since she was little.
I ordered it. Isn't that so?
Yes, sir.
Diana's sheets are made of Indian silk.
Clothes from Paris.
I dress her myself every day.
- Isn't that right, Diana? - Yes, sir.
Everywhere I go she goes with me.
Diana is my pure unstained sweetheart.
Right?
- Right? - Right, yes.
Naturally, she will leave one day.
Perhaps on the arm of a knight
but it won't be just any knight not a homeless knight.
Penniless knight or a homeless orphan...
but a knight who rules over his land
is loved and respected by his people but most importantly...
What is most important, Marco?
That he serve you with generous tributes.
And are you that knight?
I will be.
May God be with you.
Wait, stop.
Diana heard you're leaving and she's written you a letter.
She's asked if I can give it to you.
Who am I to come between a pair of young lovers?
Never forget! Everything you have is mine.
Everything I have is also mine
unless and until I decide to give it away.
Harputlu Bey is coming.
The Second Janissary Unit The Claws.
At this point, you are dismissed.
Henceforth, the army has no relation with you.
We did everything you ordered, Bey.
Did we?
Did we do everything you ordered?
There's one last thing I want.
If I listen, that means I will break my oath.
Listen to your hearts on my behalf.
Will you, Brave Ones?
Did he summon us here to dismiss us?
He didn't dismiss us.
He's just given us a task.
"Master of my heart. True master of my body"
"Architect of my future"
"I devoutly await my heart of flutter."
"If that's what you are expecting then you don't know me my love"
"My heart belongs to neither my father nor you"
"and to my heart I shall always listen."
"Do you hold the key to my chastity belt?"
"You do not, my dear."
"If you dare to die there during battle, my dear"
"I will dance on your grave."
"We have a dream my beloved."
"Go and realize that dream."
"Hang the peasants, burn the witches, crucify the Turks."
"Do whatever you men need to do to grab victory"
"Stain your heart with the blood of innocents."
"Then come to me and touch me again with bloody hands."
"Promise me."
"Our love will walk through sin betrayal and fire"
"I am a phoenix who will only surrender her heart to a dragon."
"Together, we shall build a home of fire"
We burn this for the departed to set their spirits free.
You really are a witch.
You must have witches in your family, too.
- What are you brewing in that pot? - It's called Can Helvasi.
We cook it for the departed.
The hungry and needy share from the same cauldron.
By sharing, you lessen the pain of the dead.
See those purple violets?
We should put them on the top of his grave tomorrow.
- Is that part of your ritual? - Family tradition.
Purple violets for all the murdered women.
This field...
It's where the women from my family rest.
Two hundred years ago, one day
purple violets fell from the sky like rain.
"The work of the Devil" they decided.
"Witchery"
Of course there were no witches.
It was my great great grandmother.
She planted the violets by hands
and she waited for the wind to blow the violet petals to Moena.
That day the grand inquisitor learned of it and came here
to make free women suffer yet again.
But there was something he didn't know.
That it was a trap.
The inquisitor was not as clever as you are.
He asked her "Why did you deceive us, mad woman?"
because he knew it would be his last visit to the village.
"Because", she said "I knew you would come, so here I am"
"No need for formalities."
"I'll do it myself but you'll come with me."
That day, the Violet Witch of Moena...
she held tight to her executioner and lit herself on fire.
They died together in the same flames.
So, two hundred years ago she sacrificed herself
so we could live in peace.
No one dared to come here.
Until it was my turn.
You and I...
are more alike than you realize.
Why is that?
Was your mother a witch, too?
My father, Berzan Bey
of the line of Harput Green Sashes.
A defender of Harput Castle.
As was his father and his father before him.
Through centuries, they defended their home against enemies.
I see. They brought you up well.
Those centuries of pride can weigh on a man
as though fate determines our past, too.
But you can go back home and rewrite your fate.
Maybe.
Who knows, maybe...
I am rewriting my fate now.
Here. With you.
Or maybe, we are just too stuck with things like fate and destiny.
Maybe all we have is here and now.
So, tell me...
Do your traditions...
allow you to touch a woman under your protection?
For the love of God!
I guess not.
Even if nobody knows?
- It's forbidden. - Even in the middle of nowhere?
A house on top of a hill?
Makes no difference where.
Even if two lonely people find each other?
No, not even then.
Even if they have no one else left in this world?
No countries no friends, no family.
How is it wrong if we can find solace in each other?
What if it's a sin if all they've left us with is us?
Forgive me, Hassan.
- Are you ready? - Yes.
We are ready.
Outskirts of the city as you instructed.
Good. We will be leading a company of knights
to battle without our dear Prince ever knowing about it.
- Is that a problem? - Of course it's a problem.
But my old friend that is the price you pay
for building yourself a home of fire.
Gloria?
Where is Gloria? What did you do to her?
I'd never hurt Gloria.
I remember the day she was born.
- Where is she? - They took her away.
The decision was already made when she came to bury Topo.
Rutger and his men came here.
Gloria, she...
She...
Gloria said she'd turn herself in.
They are gonna hand her over to the Overlord.
I will never let that happen.
You are leaving.
I am going to get Gloria and get the fuck out of this village!
Who the hell do you think you are?
Why the fuck are you still here?
Gloria doesn't need you.
She can hold her own like none of us can.
Don't try to track down Gloria.
- You are going to stop me? - Not me. Gloria.
I don't give a shit about you, Turk.
If you died up here in this God-forsaken mountain
I'd sit and watch the crows eat your liver.
If they see you chasing Gloria they'll burn her in a second.
I'll make a plan to save her. But you can't be around.
Get the hell out of this village.
Not because you want to or because you are scared of me
because it's what Gloria wants that you go back home!
Go back to your home and your family.
You'll never see me again but on one condition.
- What? - You are a blacksmith, right?
I need all the weapons and tools you've got.
You try to shake me down now you insolent fuck?
Bring everything you have, blacksmith.
What are you up to, Turk?
So, did this son of a bitch say the truth?
You can't swear at his mom. A swear should be personal.
No arrows, no spikes. Killed by a dagger.
This is Balaban's doing.
And they sent him back to bury the corpses. That is obvious.
But how are these men related to Mete?
Why did Balaban hunt them down?
Where are you going?
While you make him talk, we'll go to every village to find our brother.
They are coming!
They are coming!
- They are coming! - Ring the bell!
Ring the bell!
We've laid enemies with half the village.
What if they're right?
What if we are committing a grave sin?
I don't care about our penance, Father.
That woman delivered my daughter.
But I'll throw her to the flames if I have to.
Unlike you, I am not afraid to be bad.
- Why then? - I am afraid for this village.
Nothing bad will happen to me. But what if I don't burn a witch?
And instead it's our people who burn?
That's what scares me.
I'll never forget what you have done for our village, Gloria.
Oh yes, you will.
The court will convene in the city.
We'll be there. We'll testify on your behalf.
You'll see. In a week or so we'll all laugh about this.
Judge, you are good with numbers.
How many women have been acquitted in any inquisition court?
- It's hard to say from memory... - I think your memory is just fine.
The number is not.
Zero. None.
Father, have you never wondered why it's only women...
who were accused of witchcraft?
What are you getting at, my child?
That's because your God is a man.
And men, even if your God are scared to death of women.
We are not afraid of wo...
Come on, let's go.
It took a long time, my loyal wolf
but finally we are home.
My Lord, welcome to our village.
It's not your village. It's mine.
Of course, it is, sir. That's what I meant.
Welcome to your village.
An unfortunate incident occurred here, not long ago.
A barbaric Turk attacked my men.
Yes, yes he did, sir.
And that barbarian tied up a boy and killed him.
Yes, that's what happened.
Now, a single Turk could never defeat my men.
He was about to be captured
when the village witch cast a spell on the soldiers.
- If you say so. - I do say so.
What do you say?
You are the Overlord. You are right.
You are such a bore.
Tell me, is that the village priest next to you?
Yes, sir. I am Father Angelo Pinki.
Father Angelo Pinki.
So, who am I?
You are Marco Benedetti di Vicenza.
True.
But who am I?
You are the... The village's...
I am the savior of this village.
Tell me where the Turk is so that I can save you.
We chased him away, sir. Threw him out of the village.
Very well, the witch. Where is the witch?
Right here.
We are surrendering her to your justice.
Soldiers, seize that woman.
Shield the commander! Advance, go!
- You are not taking that woman! - Get your weapons!
Regroup! Regroup!
- Gloria. - Stop!
Hello, Mete.
Hello, brother.
Come closer. Let me see you closely.
But you are in my land now.
You have to speak to me in my language.
Commander. What are you doing?
I am saving your men's lives.
Don't worry, my brother Hassan wouldn't touch an unarmed man.
That day, in Crimea...
you and I... we killed fifty soldiers?
More.
Maybe.
Spikes, arrows, ropes across the marsh for the horses.
I bet there are traps in the forest, too.
More.
Why, Mete?
I loved you more than my family and myself.
Language.
They called me a traitor. They exiled me.
You tore me away from everything and everyone I love.
Why, Mete?
Simple.
Everything that you are crying about now
I lived in that hell for years.
I just wanted you to understand what it is to be me.
I promise I'll make you pay for this.
Spare me those threats, Hassan. I can see right through you.
But tell me. I am intrigued.
All of this...
But that girl?
You are lucky, Gloria.
When Balaban loves he loves to the death.
Talk to me. Not her.
Did he promise you, too?
Did he say that nothing would ever happen to you?
See, that's how he makes you feel.
Like nothing will ever happen when you are with him.
Look here, Mete.
"I've got you", he'll say.
"I've got you and I am never letting go"
Don't let him.
You know what they say, Hassan?
They say that the brothers exact the harshest punishment.
And so you did.
Let me embrace him one last time.
And don't worry after that, he is all yours.
Mete!
Mete... Stop playing games! Stop!
You and I, swords in hand Let's end this thing.
Oh, Hassan.
After all these years
I finally found out...
where your heart lies.
End this?
Why, brother? The games are just getting started.
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