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The path of migration...

is so perilous.

Shelter...

so far away.

There is no road that doesn't end.

Do not feel remorse, Sultan Sadettin.

Aslıhan...

Aslıhan...

No more dark words, Köpek.

It's time dark blood ran down dark steel.

Time the dark soil is drenched in blood.

Time the dark clouds dispersed...

before the brightness of the new day.

As with our other gallants...

your death was not in vain, Aslıhan.

My loyal castle commander, Günalp Bey.

Leave us now and resume your duties.

I entrust Karacahisar to you.

Aslıhan was avenged, my bey.

She was, Turgut.

Thank you, my bey.

Ertuğrul.

Brother.

By command of our sultan...

the head of the traitor has been severed,
Husamettin Karaca.

We have done our duty.

I will take command of the army.

-Rest easy now.
-Thank you.

May God bless you.

May God bless you too, Ertuğrul Bey.

We will display that dog Sadettin's
head for the people to see...

just as he planned to do to you.

May the traitors among us,
and the enemies which covet our land,

know of Köpek's end.

May they know it so
that they can have no doubt...

that our state will be eternal.

May they come to know with certainty
that no one can destroy the Turkish state.

Allahu akbar!

Allahu akbar!

Allahu akbar!

Allahu akbar!

Allahu akbar!

Allahu akbar!

Köpek will be on the road to Samsat soon.

My sultan,

Ertuğrul Bey will have dealt with that
bastard before he has a chance to move.

I'm sure we'll hear
from Ertuğrul Bey soon.

I hope they signal good news.
At this time of night...

It is unusual for someone
to approach the tribe so late.

My sultan, if you will allow it,
let us go check who it is.

-May I enter, my sultan?
-Come in.

My sultan.

My sultan, good news,
Ertuğrul Bey has returned.

Ertuğrul Bey?

Thank you, God.

My sultan.

Welcome, Ertuğrul Bey.

-I'm glad to be back, my sultan.
-I hope you bring good news.

With God's permission, the duty you
gave us has been fulfilled, my sultan.

The menace that was Sadettin Köpek
has been dealt with.

The road we embarked upon
to secure the future of our state...

led either to martyrdom or victory.

Thank God, with his help...
it led to our victory.

The traitors among us,

and the enemies who supported them,

have been disappointed, my sultan.

Justice prevailed
and the evil-doers punished.

You have avenged our late sultan,
Alaeddin Kayqubad...

Turgut Bey's wife, Aslıhan Hatun...

and all those suffering
oppression, Ertuğrul Bey.

The sun of the state
rises once more over our land.

Stories of your heroism
will be told and retold for centuries.

"No matter how big the snake's head...

our swords will suffice
to sever its head."

That's what you said, Ertuğrul Bey.

May God gaze upon your heart,
your wrist and your sword.

I came to understand that a state grows
not only with the might of its reign...

but with the loyalty and skill...

of the brave men who
offer their lives in its service.

May God not deprive our state
of brave men like yourselves.

Thank you, Mahperi Hatun.

This is my command...

Ertuğrul Bey, the title
of frontier bey is once again yours.

These lands shall be under
your command and rule.

May the Seljuk banner be raised
once more at the tribe and the castle.

I shall ride back to Konya
and resume my duties.

My mother will no longer
involve herself with matters of state

and will remain at the Alaiye Palace.

As you wish, my sultan.

I am content as long as you
and our state prosper.

With your permission, my sultan...

Mother.

My son.

As you said...

I proved myself worthy of both my
ancestors' blood and your milk, Mother.

My brave son.

May God keep you with us always, my son.

-Amen.
-May God keep you with us always, Mother.

My Ertuğrul Bey.

My brave son.

You rid our state and our lands
of a great evil, Ertuğrul Bey.

May God bless you.

May God bless us all, Halime Hatun.

My brave boy.

May your victory be blessed, my bey.

I hope God bestows
many victories upon you.

-Amen.
-Amen.

Thank you, Artuk Bey.

I will leave tomorrow, God willing.

Is there anything you wish of me
before I go, Ertuğrul Bey?

My sultan, my only wish is
that you fare well...

and that your reign
furthers the power of our state.

And we will begin the preparations
that will see Sogut become our home.

A new era has begun for us all.

My sultan...

we founded this state with our
pure faith, our honorable blood,

and our unwavering courage.

As long as these continue undiminished

nobody's power will be such that
they can harm the state of the Turks.

Everything is in order
at the castle, my bey.

The Christians are able
to trade and practice their faith.

Very good. Send my regards
to the Christian people, Günalp Bey.

I will speak with them myself
as soon as I can.

Yes, my bey.

My Bey, upon your invitation,
scholars and merchants

have begun moving
to the land of your frontier beylic.

Good, good.
Show great respect to the scholars.

And treat every merchant equally.

Trade will flourish at our market.

With knowledge and craftsmanship
coming together,

we will become a fully-fledged
society, God willing.

God willing, my bey.

God willing, my bey.

We will not set up our stand
until we have found the best pitch.

As you wish.

Keep your eyes open.

Where gold flows like water
there will be mud in abundance.

May our hunt be glorious.

We shall soon see our sacks filled.

When will we begin preparations
for the migration to Sogut, my bey?

So that the migration to Sogut
is free of trouble and fighting,

and the people's
prosperity is not affected,

I've decided to delay it, Turgut.

Order has been established, thank God.

Once Ahmet gets here
and we have heard his news,

we can make a start on the preparations.

May it be for the good, my bey.
May it be for the good.

Just as the ones we have lost
have taken root in our hearts...

we will take root in that land,
God willing.

Aslıhan was the first Turk
to be buried in Sogut.

May it fall upon us
to rightfully settle there.

Amen.

God willing, Turgut. God willing.

-Ertuğrul Bey.
-Speak.

Preparations for the spring feast
are finished over at the tribe.

The people are waiting for you.

My bey, this feast will be good
for us and for our tribes.

I hope our good fortune increases
with the coming of spring.

Come on, then.
We don't want to keep the people waiting.

Let's celebrate the coming of spring
with a feast worthy of our traditions.

All right, my bey.

What business do those hunters have here?

It's obvious what they want
from the hides they're carrying, Master.

They want trouble.

Then trouble they will find.
Keep an eye on them.

What is it you seek, woman?

I find what I seek
in great forests, my man.

Not in your dump of a shop.

Then don't loiter in front of my stand.
Get going!

-What's this worth?
-Two gold coins.

You're not ashamed to ask for two gold
coins for this quiver?

I bet you ask three
gold coin for this, huh?

Who is this woman?

Woman!

Leave before I trample you
and those so-called hunters

you ride with under my feet.

Why?

So that you can sell goatskin
to people, saying it's deer hide?

I told you to leave, woman!

Who is the protector of this market?

Tell me,
who is the protector of this market?

I am.

And who are you?

Ertuğrul, son of Suleyman Shah.

Now tell me...
who are you and what is your business?

My name is Almila Hatun.

I am a hunter and fur trader.

My brother is Eynece.

The best hunter this world has ever seen.

He is a scout.

From the tension of his bow,
and the range of his arrow,

not a bear or a wolf, a deer
or even a fly is safe, my bey.

And Master Karamis is the best tanner
the world has seen.

All right. Now tell me...

what brings you to my market
and has you arguing with my craftsmen?

This bastard you call a craftsman...

is nothing but a market thug,
Ertuğrul Bey.

We process the hides of the animals.
We hunt in the mountains and forests,

and tan them and sell them.

We don't sell goatskin to people
and call it deer hide,

like this joke of a tradesman.

When we fled the Mongolian threat,
we visited many markets like this one

and frequently suffered
at the hands of bastards like him,

who sell the hides we toil to hunt and tan
for two or three times their worth.

We are at the end
of our road now, Ertuğrul Bey.

Any further and we
enter the land of the infidels.

Either we set down here
and earn our bread honestly,

just like the other tradesmen who
believed in you and came here,

or we make raids on the infidel lands
like our ancestors did... and take lives.

Is what this woman says true?

I do what trade requires me to do, my bey.

My merchandise is displayed on my stand.

People are free to buy it or not.

When you process the leather
you don't use fresh acorns...

but acorns that have fallen
on the ground and crystallized.

As if that wasn't bad enough,

you haven't even managed
to give the goatskin a proper sheen.

You are no craftsman, you are a fraud.

What's worse, you're selling
goatskin by calling it deer hide.

Have you no shame?
You are a disgrace to all craftsmen.

Ertuğrul Bey, aren't you going
to put this woman in her place?

Our God created the heavens
and set the standards.

"To prove the Truth to be true,

and the false to be false."
Doesn't he say that in the holy Qur'an?

He does, my bey.

Does he not also say,
"Give full measure

and weight. Don't withhold from people
things that are rightly theirs."

He does, my bey.

Doesn't he say, "Do not spread
corruption in the land."

Answer me Doesn't he?

He does, my bey.

Alps.

Get this troublemaker out
of my market this instant! Go!

Forgive me, my bey. Ertuğrul Bey!

Artuk Bey...

I don't want to see this man or
his merchandise in my market ever again.

As you wish, my bey.

Forgive me, Ertuğrul Bey.
Please don't do this.

Ertuğrul Bey! Don't do this! Forgive me!

Now speak, Almila Hatun.

What is it you want?

As our God commands,

I want a place at your market
to trade honestly, Ertuğrul Bey.

How can Ertuğrul Bey know
that you'll do your job properly, hatun?

We didn't come here just to sell
our goods and go out to hunt,

but to build a tannery
and develop trade, commander.

We wish to remain here,
with God's permission.

If we fail, you can come
and take our heads.

How will you manage this, hatun?
What will you do?

There are forests filled with acorns
in your territory.

We will provide jobs to the unemployed
at the tannery we will build

next to the river.

We'll bring quality goods
to the market to sell.

We will grow the trade
to the infidel provinces through here.

I have masters coming after me.

They are on their way.

They come to practice their craft
in the place that best suits them.

That is, if you will allow us.

This stand is yours and I agree
to you building a tannery, Almila Hatun.

However, and make sure
you understand this well...

I am in charge here.

If you go against my word,

you won't be able to sell your stuff here.
I will crush you.

Come on, Artuk Bey.

Be wary of that woman, Artuk Bey.

I want to know everything she does.

As you wish, my bey.

A letter has arrived
from the emperor, sir.

What is it, Kritos?

The emperor... he's decided
against sending an army.

He wants peace to continue.

Coward!

He stalled us for months.

We could have destroyed Ertuğrul
while the sultan was on the Amid campaign.

We can't give up, Kritos.
We can never give up.

I can't live without
avenging my son, Ares.

Not just your son,

we have to avenge
every soldier they killed, Kritos.

That is God's command to us.

-My son's death won't be in vain, Ares.
-It won't, Kritos.

Don't worry. We can do this on our own.

We can still avenge your son. Trust me.

I will finish Ertuğrul with my own army.

I'm putting you in charge
of preparing them, Ares.

Get them ready to fight the Turks.

We'll deal with them before Ertuğrul
migrates to Sogut with his tribe.

If we do this, my son may yet
rest in peace in his grave.

Yes, Kritos.

Ertuğrul Bey has returned.

Mother, my father's coming!

I'm going to learn to forge iron
with my father!

-Welcome, Ertuğrul Bey.
-Thank you!

-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
-Welcome, Ertuğrul Bey.

Thank you!

My girl, you're almost due.
Why don't you go rest in the tent?

I'm fine, Mother, don't worry.

It's better if the bey's hatun
is with him on the day of the feast.

Welcome, Ertuğrul!

Welcome, my bey!

Welcome, my bey!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.
Well, would you look at my young man!

Father!

-Welcome.
-I'm glad to be back, my brave son.

Mother.

-Welcome.
-It's good to see you, Mother.

Welcome, my bey.

I'm so glad to see you, my doe-eyed one.

May God let you be with us
for many more feasts, Ertuğrul.

Amen. Amen, doe-eyes.

Father, I'm going to learn to forge iron!

I'm going to hit it for Savcı
and for my soon-to-be-born brother, too.

Just look at my brave son.

Then go get your hammer
and take your place next to the anvil.

Come on then, brave boy.

Valiant beys
and valiant hatuns of the Kayi.

Centuries ago, when our ancestors
melted the iron mountain and got out...

it was the first day of spring.

As our ancestors
melted the iron mountain and got out...

the Turks were reborn.

The Turk was reborn
and spring came to the world.

Now, just as we have celebrated
the coming of spring for centuries...

may our future generations

also celebrate the coming of spring
for centuries to come.

God willing.

Amen. God willing.

-Amen.
-Amen. God willing.

Amen. God willing.

Amen.

Then, as our bey,
you must strike the first blow...

so that the iron mountains may hear it!

Let our feast begin, my bey.

-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!

-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!

-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!
-Long live Ertuğrul Bey!

-Thank you, Turgut Bey.
-Thank you, my bey.

Günalp Bey!

Come, let us see your worth.

Thank you, my bey.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

God is life. God is just.

God is life. God is just.

Come on, valiant beys.

-Bismillah.
-God is life!

-God is life!
-God is just!

-God is life!
-God is life!

-God is life!
-God is just!

God is life! God is just!

God is life! God is just!

God is life. God is just.

Look, the guy who told us
about this caravan was right.

-They're carrying plenty of merchandise.
-We're all going to be rich.

Come on, let's not let them get away.

Raid! Raid!

Raid!

Who are they?

Kill them!

I've carried many a sheep before
but it will be my first race against you.

Chief Alp Turgut, who is the most
formidable in the Kayi tribe?

We've raced against Ertuğrul Bey
since we were children.

Nobody's ever won a race he's
competed in yet. That's all I'll say.

Thank you, my friend.

Brave men! Will anyone else race?

I will, my bey!

-Bamsi?
-I will!

My brother! Welcome back!

How could you play Get the Goat
without Bamsi, my bey? How could you?

My Bey, my bey.

Look at my brave man.
Welcome, my brother.

-Welcome, my brave man.
-Glad to be here, my bey.

Mother, Mother Hayme. Mother...

-Mother Hayme.
-Welcome.

It's good to see you, Mother.

How have you been, Bamsi?

How is Hafsa Hatun?
How is the child, Bamsi Alp?

Fine. Fine!

My child was born, praise God.

-Praise be!
-Praise be!

Praise be.

I have a daughter... bright as a star!

Praise be!

Praise be!

Would you look at my brother!

May you have armies of sons,
and tribes of daughters, my brave man!

Why didn't you bring them?

They're comfortable
where they are, my bey.

Let them stay a little longer,
collect themselves, then I'll bring them.

Very good, very good.

May God let her grow with
her parents, Chief Alp Bamsi.

Thank you, Günalp Bey. Thank you.

And I said the prayer into her ear.

And I named her... Aslıhan.

May God bestow many children upon you.

May she live long.
May she be lucky, God willing.

Thank you, brother. Well...

I've missed you all so much.

And I got here just in time
for the spring feast.

My Bey, with your permission,
I'd like to join Get the Goat,

get this rust off.

Could there be a contest without Bamsi?

Come on, join us
so that they may see a real competitor.

-Thank you, thank you, my bey!
-Get ready Bamsi, go on!

Thank you, my bey!

Subtitle translation by Yurdakul Gündoğdu