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Sir...
Come, my girl.
Sir, whose is this blessed child?
This brave and blessed boy is your son.
He is Osman, Halime Hatun.
Many a valiant man came and passed through these lands.
Osman will be one of the most blessed, God willing.
Osman is an almighty plane tree, my girl.
His grandeur will surround the world.
His branches will reach the skies and protect all humanity.
His roots will cross continents
and spread to all lands.
A brave man to come from his lineage...
will be the subject of...
our Prophet's hadith:
"Constantinople will surely be conquered. The commander who conquers it...
is such a commander, and the army, such an army."
Hopefully, sir.
Don't forget, my girl. The mother makes a family.
She gathers everyone around her and warms them.
Mother means home.
She feeds, accommodates, protects.
Our Lord commands...
"Heaven is beneath mothers' feet."
That is how sacred the position of motherhood is.
You are lucky to be the mother of such a blessed, brave child.
May God render you worthy of it.
Amen, sir. Amen.
Osman is entrusted first to God...
then to you.
Take him.
My Osman!
My brave one.
My glorious son.
My God...
Your wisdom is not to be questioned.
Thank you for granting me such a blessed dream.
May it be for the good.
My God...
Just as you foretold in my dream,
grant me a blessed child.
Grant me the power to raise this blessed child righteously.
My God.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Mother!
-Mother! -Gündüz.
My father is back, Mother. He's back!
Your father?
God, one piece of good news after another.
My sons.
Thank God for giving you to me.
My brave boys.
My brave boys.
Come on, Mother, come!
Let's go, Gündüz. Bismillah.
Gündüz. What is this?
My father is here, Grandmother.
Where?
-My son. -Ertuğrul.
Mother.
My son!
Halime.
-Ertuğrul. -Halime.
Welcome.
Glad to be here.
Glad to be here.
My God. He spared you for us.
You came with no hindrance.
Thank God for that.
Thank God, Mother.
Thanks to Ertuğrul Bey.
It's God's will, brother.
Gündüz.
My brave son.
Father.
Just look at my brave son.
Tell me,
did anything bad happen while I was away from the village?
Who would dare do anything when Ertuğrul Bey's son, Gündüz Alp, is here, my bey?
Good for you.
He even took me for the enemy and drew his sword on me.
He has become a valiant alp.
Thank you, Sungur Bey.
My boy will follow in his father's footsteps and become a bey, God willing.
-God willing. -God willing.
Thank God.
I saw you together...
If only I'd see my Gündoğdu and Dündar...
What else would I want for?
You will see them too, Mother.
You will.
Hopefully, my son, hopefully.
Hopefully.
First with God's permission,
then with the efforts of our bey, Ertuğrul, and our alps,
we raised our flags at the castle.
Good.
As a castle commander,
I know how hard it is to both conquer and manage a castle.
Ertuğrul Bey turned out to be stronger than I thought.
How did you become a castle commander, Günalp Bey?
Commanding a castle...
Commanding is my ancestral heritage.
Were they commanders as well?
In the struggle for the throne among Sultan Alaeddin and Sultan İzzettin,
we took Sultan Alaeddin's side.
We paid a heavy price for that.
My father.
My mother.
My siblings.
They were all killed.
How did you survive?
May God grant him long life...
Ameer Sadettin saved me.
He took me in and raised me.
And I never once
swayed from my loyalty to our state and to him.
From this day forth to the end of my days
I will never sway in my loyalty
to our state, our sultan,
and Ameer Sadettin.
Thank God.
We did away with the traitors' traps and are together once again.
May God render our prosperity eternal.
Amen.
Our state has now been overrun by jackals...
The unworthy have taken command.
Therefore...
we need to migrate to Söğüt, the land our late Sultan Alaeddin Kayqubad gave us.
However you see fit, my bey.
So long as we are all together.
With God's help, we will defeat traitors anywhere.
With God's help.
But, of course,
it won't be easy to make Söğüt our land.
Even though our sultan conquered it and imposed taxes on it,
it's still under the control of the Tekfur of Bilecik.
The Tekfur of Bilecik will also want to avenge his son.
I don't know why but that makes my palms itch.
And what a palms they are!
Thank you, Turgut Bey.
We will scratch them together, side by side.
If God permits, we will take by force the lands that are rightfully ours.
We are with you as the Cavdar Tribe until the last drop of our blood, my bey.
Thank you.
We are capable of claiming what is ours with our own swords, with God's help.
With God's help.
With God's help, my bey.
Good for you.
Hatuns...
Start preparations for migration as soon as possible.
Yes, my bey.
What is it, esteemed Tekfur?
We crushed you.
Is that how you plan to join us?
You think you have crushed me?
I am stronger than you, even in this state.
Look what he's babbling.
We must've hit you too hard in the head.
You've lost it.
If you have the courage...
come fight me one on one.
I guess you won't be able to take the pain and want to die right away.
Kill me if you can.
But be brave enough to fight on your own.
Not with all your men.
Then we'll see how strong you are.
Then we'll see how brave you are.
Untie him.
Get up, it's time for fun.
Courage, you say...
You'll regret it.
You are all under my command until we rid these lands of the Turks.
Do you want vengeance from the Turks?
Yes!
Do you want to make them pay for Titan?
Yes!
Revenge!
Blood!
Gather your things. We go to the Tekfur of Bilecik.
Artuk Bey. Someone is here.
He wants to talk to you in private.
Who is it? Do you know him?
We don't, my bey.
We looked at his outfit. He is no alp.
And he is not a civilian either.
Let him in.
Where does the road lead?
To the Red Apple.
With greetings from my governor to Ertuğrul Bey.
Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.
Shahzade Kılıçarslan and his mother Melike Hatun
are being taken to the Castle of Ankara by Altun Aba.
We think they will be slaughtered.
As for the sultan's will and the state's prosperity,
an important mission falls to Ertuğrul Bey.
Ertuğrul Bey should get moving before it's too late.
What is it, Artuk Bey?
Dumrul, I need to ride to the village right away.
You stay here. Keep an eye on Günalp Bey.
Watch his every move.
Yes, my bey.
Door!
Mother!
Mother!
Permission to enter, my bey.
Come in.
Artuk Bey secretly left the castle, my bey.
I believe he's heading for the Kayi village.
He must be going to Ertuğrul Bey.
They are up to something.
Get my horse ready. We ride.
We will follow Artuk Bey.
Yes, my bey.
Door!
My bey...
I keep thinking but...
I can't wrap my head around this migration business.
What would we do there?
We've been through so much on these lands
throughout the years.
How can we move there now, leaving behind this place
that we worked so hard to get?
And the Byzantine infidels won't leave us alone there.
I understand your concern.
But don't you worry.
We have gained many a victory, crossing plains and great mountains.
With God's help, we know how to make a new home on the land of our sultan.
If need be,
we will even take on the emperor.
Turgut...
You know well that since the sultan died
there isn't anyone left to support us as before.
Ameer Sadettin has taken over the state.
He holds a grudge not only against...
our Ertuğrul Bey but you and me.
Do you think it would be wise for our bey, Ertuğrul, to reconsider?
Aslıhan.
If Ertuğrul Bey made a decision,
he would have reached it by splitting hairs.
Don't worry.
Let alone Ameer Sadettin...
We will do away with those bastards even if they're united.
As long as we are one,
nobody can break us, with God's permission.
Halime...
Welcome, Ertuğrul.
Happy to be here.
Halime...
Your eyes shine somewhat differently.
Your face smiles somewhat differently.
What is behind this?
Ertuğrul.
I've been feeling it for some time.
Now that...
I've been to the midwives, I am sure.
Midwives?
Are you...?
I'm with child, Ertuğrul.
If it's a boy,
I carry our son Osman in my womb.
Osman?
Ertuğrul, don't do something crazy.
-Ertuğrul! -Oh, God!
Ertuğrul...
Halime...
My Halime.
My Halime.
Our great Oğuz ancestors had heralded this in my dreams.
Our Osman arrives, my Halime.
Osman...
He entered my dreams too, Ertuğrul.
Ibn Al Arabi gave him to me to hold.
He said that he would be a brave man that conquers worlds.
Great God.
Thank you, my God.
Thank you.
May our dreams bode well.
May our Osman be born in our new land
and shine like a sun upon us. God willing.
God willing.
God willing.
Permission to enter, Son.
Ertuğrul.
Come, Mother. Come.
What is it, Son? You are shaking the ground.
We are having a baby, Mother.
We are having a baby.
-Our Osman comes, God willing. -My God...
My God, thank you.
I'd die for a rejoiceful night like this.
My brave son...
Oh, my brave...
Mother...
My doe-eyed girl...
My beautiful bride.
Thank God.
May it be for the good, my daughter.
Thank you, Mother. Thank you.
My brave son.
May God give you a great son...
who will carry on your ancestral name.
Hopefully, Mother. Hopefully.
It is my command, Mother.
In honor of this great news,
may sheep and goats on our land be cut and distributed to the people.
May the hungry be fed.
May the naked be clothed.
May the orphans be given alms.
May debts of the indebted be closed.
And God willing, may we hold a great celebration in no time.
May there be mountains of meat and streams of buttermilk...
at the event.
May God always keep you above us, my son.
As you wish, my son.
I'll go.
Halime...
Come...
Let's perform ablution with pure water
and perform prayers of thankfulness.
As you wish, my bey.
Thank you, God.
Thank you, my brave boy.
Permission to enter, my bey.
Come in, Abdur Rahman.
Artuk Bey has arrived, my bey.
Let him in.
What is it, Artuk Bey?
Speak, Artuk Bey.
A messenger came from the white-bearded ones.
He brought this letter.
What does it say, Ertuğrul Bey?
They are going to slaughter Shahzade Kılıçarslan and his mother.
Atabey Altun Aba is their leader.
You know I will go on a campaign tomorrow with my army, Ertuğrul.
You are the closest witness that there is treachery in my palace.
I have to think of my state’s perpetuity after I die.
That's why I added to my will the shahzade I want to take my place.
In my will, I commanded Shahzade Kılıçarslan,
son of Melike Hatun, to replace me as sultan.
Appointing Shahzade Kılıçarslan as your heir
will not only strengthen our relations with the Ayyubids,
but also allow us to form a stronger alliance
with the Muslim world against the Mongols.
I'm telling you about my will so that
in the event that...
there is a struggle among my sons for the throne,
I want you to pick a side.
My side is always evident, my sultan.
Know that I say this
not with my tongue, but with my heart.
When that day comes,
no matter what the outcome,
I would like you to take your place next to Shahzade Kılıçarslan
and fight together with all the Turk tribes under your Beyhood.
May God protect us from such a struggle for the throne
and the cruelty of any enemy that may use it to its advantage, my sultan.
Amen.
They are going to slaughter Shahzade Kılıçarslan and his mother.
I can't let that happen.
We can't go to the Ankara Castle and get them out, my bey.
We will catch up with them before they reach the Ankara Castle.
If they don't slaughter them before they get to the castle.
What will you do, my bey?
Tell the alps to get ready immediately.
Turgut and Bamsi will ride with me as well.
Ertuğrul Bey, I found out why Günalp Bey is so loyal to Köpek.
You were right. His intentions are pure.
His father was castle commander Tayı Bey.
May he rest in peace.
I remember they fought together with my father.
He was a valiant man, loyal to his state.
My bey. He was slaughtered together with his wife
for his loyalty to Sultan Alaeddin.
Köpek took him in and raised him.
That is why he is so loyal to Köpek.
It's evident he does not know of Köpek's treachery.
Either he will find out, Artuk Bey, or he will lose his head for it.
You do what is necessary.
As you wish, my bey.
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