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The siege has been lifted.

Write what I command you to.

With the intelligence and
cunning of Hassan Al-Sabbah.

The correspondence among
brothers carried by pigeon.

And the secrets between
the brothers in the messages.

Will be our salvation.

And through creating
discord among brothers.

Among themselves.

He managed to lift
the siege of Berkyaruk.

To restore the fortress
to its former strength.

Berkyaruk was an impatient sultan, he
didn't have a minister like Nizam Al-Mulk.

He chose to make peace with the
devil, not understanding his danger.

So that war would be
an option for the youth.

Yahia, Suleiman, and Tayfour.

Yahia planned to infiltrate the fortress
as one of the followers of Al-Sabbah.

Yahia chose Hassan
Al-Sabbah's method.

To enter amongst them

and cut off the
serpent's head...

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Isfahan again, Oh Sahban!

I wonder if my
place is still there?

Places are like people

they age, get weary,
die, and are replaced.

I lost dearest friends...

Jihan and Nizam Al-Mulk.

Here, I was the burning
passion of Omar Khayyam.

Here, I lost my spa.

And my loofah and my customers.

Ah, those days.

We want a new life, Sahban.

We want a life where we
can quench our heart's longing

because life is like
clouds, it passes quickly.

So, what should we do now?

Seek the moment.

Uncle, first let's look for a
morsel to eat, come on, come on.

Tell me.

How were you able to
escape from your comrades?

We were waiting
for the right moment.

And even if the Seljuq army
didn't retreat and a battle occurred.

We would have killed as many of them as
we could in the battle to aid our Master.

You know our Master!

We came to the castle before when
we were among the army of oppressors.

And you pardoned us

and that enlightened us.

Every young man with a pure
heart dreams of joining him.

Words are easy.

Could they be liars?

I wish we were liars.

They wouldn't have
discovered us or tried to kill us.

How did they expose you?

We stabbed Commander Dawood.

Their army's leader.

We thought he was
dead, but he came out

shouted at the
soldiers, and chased us.

Heal and relax.

The ruling among you
must come from our leader.

Waiting for our leader.

Three believing young men

running away from
the Seljuq army?

We hope to kill
them, our leader.

I know one of them.

One of them is Yahia
Ibn Saed the Muezzin.

I killed him and
his wife in Isfahan.

The Muezzin!

So, their killing
becomes necessary.

Who says that?

We kill a young man
who believes in our cause!

The castle is a cave
for the oppressed.

- Of course, welcome them.
- Welcome who?

This is the Muezzin's son.

Meaning, he enters the
castle seeking revenge.

Let's see first.

Maybe the son is
different from his father.

And maybe he is
a sincere believer.

Besides, they have already
entered the Alamut Castle.

So, they entered the house of
trials and are under our control.

So they become normal
among the believing youth?

Under our surveillance.

Especially Yahia.

He who was able to do what neither
the Nizam Al-Mulk nor the Sultan could do.

- What are you saying, our leader?
- Stop it.

Stop it, son of Suhon.

Barzak.

Don't let Yahia catch
the eye of Suhon's son.

Listen carefully.

The girl who would be chosen for the
chosen young man in the dream of heaven.

I don't want to hint at any moment
of sorrow in any corner of her eyes.

At all.

I want to see only happiness

and the tender smile.

And her body.

Must be in line with the
chosen one's fantasy.

Meaning, before he moves

or even speak,

she must be to his taste.

You are the last memory
in the Chosen one's life.

The sweetest memory

and the most delicate memory.

The memory that must
erase all his memories.

And make him ready
to die a thousand times.

Just to return to it again.

The account for the
sorrow in the eyes.

Will be very difficult.

Because you are a dream.

Not a reality.

Sadness, fear, hesitation,

confusion and perplexity.

They'll make the chosen
one think you're not dream.

That you're just
an ordinary girl

not a goddess.

And if that happens,

there will be no reprimand,

or blame,

or punishment,

for the girl who woke the chosen
one from his heavenly dream upset,

except death.

And you all know I
don't make empty threats.

I want you to
think about Kidiyar,

Who is scared for her life
and wants to remain a goddess.

She knows exactly what to do.

Because Alinar...

will not repeat my
words or advice again.

Understood?

Prepare well,

for dawn,

one of you will be chosen
for the heavenly dream.

I get the feeling
it's going to be you.

Be careful.

What should I do?

Live, Nourhan,

or at least try to live.

If it weren't for your faith...

I would've killed you first.

And by my hand,

with a single blow.

Khayrat, the first
enemy of the Seljuks,

and your revenge
with them is big.

Here, there's no
revenge between us.

From now on, faith
is what unites us.

Welcome guys.

Welcome...

- Johar.
- Johar.

Welcome, Johar.

Now, focus on your
exercises and spiritual lessons.

Because one of you will
be chosen as the martyr.

They just arrived!

There are still many
tests to be taken.

What happens to this martyr,

exactly?

He enters the heavenly
dream, and prepares.

Prepares for what exactly?

For martyrdom and
return to paradise.

May God grant us and you this.

Amen, Lord.

What is this heavenly dream?

Our knowledge is not much,

but for sure,

it's the most beautiful thing that happens
to the young man who comes here.

Then we bid him farewell
and never see him again.

Where are the new guys?

Prepare for the skinning.

Tell us about your
journey, Omar.

I'd love to hear from you.

You're our poet
and great scholar.

It was a remarkable
journey, your majesty.

From city to city to the fortress
of death and the Sultan's army.

We've reached your
palace and safety.

Have you visited
the Alamut Castle?

Yes, my lord.

How so?

Didn't you tell me not to tell?

You made me lie in front of the
army commander and act foolishly.

Yes.

So why are you
changing your words now!

Who's your friend, Omar?

That's Sahban the spa attendant.

And the explanation is long.

As long as you wish.

I have time.

The Sultan's army
was in a battle.

And any doubtful information,

could have cost our lives.

And Sahban and I
are not war material.

Come with us, Omar, you and Sahban
and show us where Al-Sabbah is.

And the battle starts
and Sahban and I get lost.

That's apart from Hassan
Al-Sabbah being my friend.

And I don't deny it.

But I deny my belief
in his corrupt doctrine

because I'm against his actions.

But my gallantness

orevents me from
giving the Sultan's army

information that
could lead to his death.

While I was still his guest
and sharing his bread and salt.

My lord Sultan, I mean...

excuse my friend, Omar,
because Hasan Sabbah

gave us a bottle of
wine, I don't drink.

He drank it alone and since then

he's been speaking strangely,
but he's not his friend, no.

I appreciate your
gallantry, Omar.

I don't care to know what
happened in the Alamut Castle.

I want to know your personal
opinion about Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Hassan Al-Sabbah, my lord,

is a man lost in his dream.

He fell in love with himself
until he fell into his pit.

And the cord that connected
him to his salvation was cut off.

He found an idea that made
him greater than his truth

because ego loves greatness.

But there is a great difference
between legitimate ego greatness

and the reprehensible
ego greatness.

The legitimate ego greatness,

is the noble greatness that makes a
man refuse to commit religious acts

to gain worldly goals.

So what's the
reprehensible ego greatness?

It's the desire for
what it doesn't deserve.

And Hassan is drowning in
reprehensible ego greatness.

He aspires to be above humans.

The idea and the
approach which he reached.

He embodied the argument,
faith, and the immortal human

from a castle high above a mountain,
he thought he could rule the entire world.

And every crazy idea
finds many followers.

Who can break Hassan
Al-Sabbah and defeat him?

Hassan Al-Sabbah
is no longer a person

he has become an idea.

As a person,

I don't think anyone
can break him...

except for himself.

But the idea of
Hassan Al-Sabbah,

the one that can
break and defeat it,

is the idea of a state,
a strong and fair state.

A state with mind, freedom,
and knowledge can do it.

The knowledge of Earth and heavens
can easily defeat Hassan Al-Sabbah's idea.

Because his idea
that strengthens,

Is the corruption of big states.

And the lack of
justice within them.

You're right, Omar.

What do you want to
live happily among us?

A library and a big salary.

And beautiful maidens.

A new spa for my
friend, the builder.

Your requests are granted, Omar.

Ready to be skinned?

No, we're not
ready to be skinned.

What does skinning mean?

To be a believer of the
believers of The Alamut Castle.

This means being one
of the very few on Earth.

The best of the true believers.

Your first lesson
must be the skinning.

Skinning off all old beliefs.

Certainly you come from
corrupt lands and beliefs.

The spirit must be skinned
from all the old inside it.

And you must know
the new meanings of faith

and the heart, and the call,

martyrdom and redemption.

And heaven and hell.

The greatest hell is
the hell of rebellion.

And the greatest heaven,

is the Heaven of obedience.

And the one
whose heart isn't full

with the light and love
and obedience of the Imam.

His heart is impure.

And the first lesson you
must learn in peeling,

that here are new
concepts in everything.

After the false concepts
have destroyed the minds,

the forbidden and the permissible,
the law and the knowledge

and the traditions, we all should
learn their meaning from our master.

Who knows them from
our Lord, the Almighty.

Any knowledge is conditioned
by our master's knowledge.

I want each of you to be
silent and close his eyes

and imagines himself shedding
from ignorance to knowledge.

The father, the mother, the son,
the friend, the wife, and the teacher.

Old meanings.

Peel them off and replace
them with one meaning.

The teachings of our master.

The owner of the
key to paradise.

A new martyr's fortune.

That an order is issued by our
master Hassan Al-Sabbah is a privilege.

Close your eyes
and get ready to enter

to the most beautiful
dream in existence.

Yahia!

I missed you!

Yahia?

What's his purpose?

What's his purpose?

Our master?

Yes.

He told you to prove.

Knowing that he's my enemy.

And knowing that he's a
man of revenge and blood.

Yet he allows his presence here.

Also choosing to enjoy?
What's the purpose?

To test him.

And his choice
does'nt mean consent.

Does it mean when you chose
to kill Mansour, he hated you?

He was confident in my survival.

So he loves you?

- Of course.
- So, he loves the young man Yahia?

You and I are different.

We are friends.

We have a bond.

But this is a new young
man entering the castle.

- Must know his intent and test him.
- Why?

Is he testing him or testing me?

He's still going to test you?

Our master tested us a
long time ago and chose us.

Why is he doing this then?

Why Barzak?

Maybe the young
man is a real believer?

And his faith removes
any old enmity?

And erase the effects
of revenge from himself?

Did you really become a chosen?

Where were you, Yahia?

And what did you see?

He will not respond or tell.

Because he's not allowed.

Don't you see the
amazing smile on his face?

Like you're born anew.

The chosen martyr.

His place is not
among the believers.

Come with me.

You're crazy!

Yahia, O Naz.

He is yahia, i know
him more than myself.

You almost get
us all in trouble.

And you say his
name almost out loud?

And I'm watching you and getting
confused and everything is messed up.

Elenar noticed that he got up,
distracted and not as happy as the others.

What's your fate
now? What's your fate?

I don't care about anything now.

The most important thing is that I
saw Yahia next to me here in the castle.

If I die now, I'll die happy.

No one knows who
will die, Nourhan.

A mermaid in a paradise's dream.

Trembling.

Confused.

And looking around her.

Making the chosen young man
wake up from his dream while he's lost.

Committed and confused.

And I said I don't
repeat my words twice.

Unfortunately,

you can't remain a mermaid.

Nor can I throw
her out of the castle.

Or sell her.

Because she knows everything.

My apologies, Naz.

I did love you.

But my duty trumps
all considerations.

- No, no, no!
- She did nothing, believe me!

I am the one who got lost in
the paradise's dream, kill me.

Naz is innocent…

Enough.

What?

Will you forgive me?

Find a new friend to live with
the horror you just witnessed.

So you won't think to
repeat your mistake again

which would cause
her and your death.

Don't let your sorrow for her death
show in your eyes in the paradise's dream.

My friendship with Omar
Khayyam ruined everything.

Imagine, my lord.

After I returned my spa,

and started to scrub the
customers' backs again,

and spoke to them about
Aristotle's philosophy.

And talked about poetry,

customers started to
leave me and walk away,

believing that I had gone mad.

And they say...

Sahban, who used
to tell us enjoyable

stories about the Jinn
and the female slaves,

now speaks nonsense.

And I learned simplicity
from you, Sahban.

You have taught me more
than all I learned in my past life.

An incredible friendship.

I didn't expect it to continue
after your return to Isfahan, Omar.

- Why?
- Mean to say,

perhaps your fear after
you killed the king's regime,

and the absence of
your beloved Jihan,

and the scholars
accusing you of apostasy,

are what created
this kind of friendship.

But after returning
to Isfahan again.

The conditions will be better.

The Bathroom attendant
stay an attendant.

And the poet is also a scholar.

The poet and the scholar.

Need the Bathroom attendant.

Sahban made life lighter.

It's not unbearable anymore.

And Omar, I swear.

Not because he's sitting.

He make my life worse.

Oh my lord, he
always made me sad.

Meaning, I can say,
he ruined my life.

And Sahban, even though
he appears ignorant and silly.

But he is a pure soul.

Like a rose that
grows from the mud.

Beautiful.

I have information that you
are precise in your imagination.

And your calculations, Omar.

To some extent.

But what does this have
to do with our situation?

I need a precise and clear
image of Alamut Castle.

Its gates and their numbers,
the floors, the corridors.

Its pathways.

Every detail.

As if I'm inside the
castle and walking.

The young man, after waking
from his dream of paradise

and prepared him for the mission,
then suddenly he backed down.

He said he doesn't want to die
and doesn't want to go to heaven.

He wants to live in the
world, he wants to live in hell.

But he doesn't want to die.

- Did he say that?
- Coward!

The fault is on who chose
him and admitted him.

The selection is precise, Zaid.

But there's always exceptions.

No excuses or weak excuses.

This young man, if he gets
out He will ruin the whole idea.

- This is a disaster and catastrophe.
- Watch your tongue, Zaid.

Silence!

It's possible that
this could happen.

I know it's a deficiency
and a mistake.

But it happened.

The important thing is how
we deal with the problem.

Kill the young man.

And throw him from
the castle immediately.

Let that be the
last solution, Zaid.

Did he say to live in hell?

Yes.

Then let him meet our
master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

A devoted young
man in Alamut Castle.

Refuses to sacrifice and says that The
world is more precious to him than heaven?

My lord...

I'm weak and my
heart is trembling.

It means I'm scared.

- Scared of death.
- Be calm.

I don't like those who tremble.

I can do anything.

I can be a servant in the castle, clean
the kitchens or even the restrooms.

I can do the most menial jobs.

Then why not perform
the most noble tasks?

Because the most
noble task is death.

And I don't want that.

Martyrdom is not death.

I can't.

Are you refusing
to enter heaven?

I refuse to die.

Then enter the hell.

The hell?

It's either heaven or hell.

Please, my lord, I beg of you.

You rejected heaven.

And now you
refuse to enter hell.

What am I to do with you?

Let me live.

That's hard.

But you can throw yourself
from the top of the Alamut Castle.

In front of all the
believers with your full will.

As atonement for the
sin of disobedience.

My lord, I...

I'm a poor young man,
an only child to my parents.

Spoiled and I came
here because...

they said there's
a different life here.

And I can see whatever.

Anyone could wish
to see while alive here.

That's true.

But you're afraid.

I was afraid of death.

You will appear on the
roof of the Alamut Castle.

On your right, Barzak Amide
will be waiting to take you to hell.

And on your left, Zaid bin Suhon,
in case you escape from Barzak.

And possibly...

and possibly, after your body
hits the ground and you die.

I'll pray to God to forgive you.

Okay, I'll kill and
enter heaven.

I have overcome my fear.

It's too late for heaven, boy.

Heaven does not welcome liars.

Then I'll jump.

You're free.

Hassan Al-Sabbah would'nt force a
young man like you to do anything.

I'll jump, my lord, I'll jump.

You're free.

But this requires someone
who has spent time in the castle.

And I haven't spent
much time there.

Fine, take your time. You
have two days to remember.

God, I hope I remember.

Our Sultan is a
friendly and kind person.

It's natural for him to honor
you and treat you kindly.

He knows your value well.

But the value of the
state is above all, Omar.

What do you need to
complete your role in Isfahan?

I'll return to you after two
days with the complete map.

It seems things are
going downhill, Omar.

Escaping now is difficult.

Escape?

I'm going.

I'm going home, do
you need anything?

Pray for me.

May God have mercy on you.

How's Zain bin Suhon?

He can't sleep.

Poor thing.

I want to see the young
man named Yahia!

You're going to allow
him to meet you?

He's a different
type of young man.

I need to see him
with my own eyes.

All right.

Whoever comes to me, Barzak,

needs respect and
fitting treatment.

You're in the presence of our master,
the holder of the key to paradise.

It's a big dream
and it's coming true.

What's the name of
the faithful young man?

- Yahia.
- Beautiful.

Barzak.

Go. Let our beloved Zaid
bin Suhon come in now.

When they told me
about you, I was pleased.

And said, a brave and
courageous young man.

Got into the fortress
and become one of us.

You've managed to do what even
our greatest enemies couldn't, Yahia.

Yahia.

A beautiful name.

Suitable for a martyr.

I've never allowed any young
man to be a martyr or chosen one

as quickly as I've allowed you.

And I'm very
grateful for this honor.

Your command, my master.