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Oh,

my Beloved,

fill the Cup that clears.

Today of past Regrets

and future Fears.

Tomorrow...

tomorrow, I may be

Myself of Yesterdays, Sev'n Thousand Years.

?? you tell captains don't cry.

That's if he wants a hold of the championship trophy.

Get up, wimp.

- Get him out of there! - No, I'm fine.

Timmy, come here now!

All right, I want five laps from everybody before you go today.

Now, hit it.

Now can we still count on you two not... killing each other?

Good. Cause I made a change in champship lineup.

Now I want you two play upon?? as co-captains.

Now give me ten laps. Right now, go.

HOUSTON LUEKEMIA CENTER

- What happened? - Nothing.

- I made co-captin. - Rookie.

When I was your age I was captain!

I know.

So, can you tell me the story...

I'm tired. That's enough.

I know, just... please?

His father was a tent maker.

He was born in Naishapur, Iran on May 18, 1048.

At age twelve, he lost his father.

From that moment, his friend Darya was the only person other than his mother,

whom he could lean on.

The stars...

they are your friends?

It's that how you understand them?

I'm sorry about your father, Omar.

I miss him.

I will never leave you, Omar.

It is a gift from God.

How else would a little boy know such things?

You could take the boy. He could work for you.

- We'll see, we'll see. - God bless you!

Omar, come and meet professor Imam Muaffak.

But he is a small boy.

What can a boy this small possibly know?

- Show him, Omar. - You're wasting my time, woman.

What?

You'll do some chores for me.

But I'll take you as a student.

I'll pay him also so you'll have enough to eat.

You are most kind, sir.

We'll start tomorrow.

By using geometry, we can derive the root of these equations and solve the problem.

Now, looking at Euclid's fifth postulate...

Omar.

Come with me.

There are three things that a boy must learn to become a man.

Shoot straight, ride well,

and never tell a lie.

Hassan.

Omar.

His father is a great warrior.

He'll teach you things not written in books.

Go.

Hassan and Omar slowly became close friends.

Hassan's father treated Omar like his own son.

With Darya, their friendship grew stronger.

Although the three of them were inseparable,

Omar held a very special place in his heart for Darya.

As they grew older, their friendship was viewed differently by the public.

Hey, how much for this beautiful slave?

Hassan!

You will not interested?? and don't forget who you are.

She is a slave.

Your future belongs in Court.

So don't jepordize it.

Darya is very beautiful.

But neither of you will marry her.

How long will you be gone?

Unto the passing of the New Moon.

No more than two, at most.

You've got many friends tonight.

Do they have for?? speak with me?

Always.

That is Deneb.

The brightest star in the universe.

Every time I look at it, I think of you.

I'm afraid, Omar.

Was it the man at the market?

I don't know.

He will never bother you.

I just...

Close your eyes.

- Sweet, Darya, my little star. - Happy hunting.

Darya!!

I divorced old barren reason from my bed

and took the daughter of vine to spouse.

You like him?

- I know you do. - I do like him.

Peace and magnificent.

I'll trade you.

Give me Darya for the horse.

Darya is not mine to give.

Alright.

fight??

What are you doing?

My father doesn't approve of her.

- He thinks she's beneath us. - What?

He... he's more concerned about your future in Court.

I, on the other hand, have no such aspirations.

What if I never to be a puppet of the Sultan?

He's already mapped out your destiny.

YEARS LATER

Hassan and Omar did not realize at the time

how their friendship with a slave girl would impact their lives.

That's gonna be you, one day.

I'm sorry, Omar, there was nothing I could do.

What's wrong, mother?

They took Darya.

Sold her to a merchant two days after you left.

Sold Darya?

They were only here for a few days.

She has been gone almost three moons now.

Omar, she was a neighbor's slave.

They had every right to sell her.

Omar, wait. Listen to me. You have no money.

Imam Muaffak is letting you study.

Do not ruin your future.

She is my future.

We will find her.

These should be enough.

We will buy her and set her free.

You will go south and west and I will go north and east.

- God be with you. - Inshallah.

Hey, we got here Emmy's new single.

SMALL VILLAGE IN KHORASAN, IRAN

Eat.

You cannot save the boy by starving.

Mother, let us pray for Nader.

If her son dies,

I'll be devastated for my sister, Shahin.

Her heart is with the Iran of the past,

but Mansour only thinks about the future.

Kamran is not going.

Are you so ashamed of being Persian?

We belong here now.

In America, nobody cares where you come from.

It's where you're going that counts.

And where is that?

I love Iran. But the Iran we grew up in is history.

I want my kids to have opportunities.

I won't let Kamran be confused with the delusion of a country

that may or may not accept him one day.

And have you accepted what he wants?

- Hey. I was listening to that. - Not any more, you're not.

Mansour!

All right. Let's see who is next now. Um...

Bobby, are you ready?

Enjoy your spring break everybody,

but remember your Texas history assignments.

How we became a republic from 1836 to 1845.

And there will be a quiz when you get back.

Kamran, what is this?

Cubic equations.

It's nothing, Miss Taylor. I was just doodling.

Better run.

Wait, Kamran. I've got something I wanted you to give to Nader.

The Great Omar.

It's the poster of The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.

I know your brother has some interest in him.

Anyway, the library was throwing it out

and I took it thinking that Nader might enjoy it.

Thank you, Miss Taylor.

Goodbye.

I have a surprise for you from Miss Taylor.

She found it in the library trash.

The Great Omar!

This exquisitely bounded edition of The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam,

who was lost when they went down with the Titanic in 1912.

"The Great Omar" as it affectionaly?? known

is bound by the famous craft bookbinding firm of "Sangorski and Sutcliffe."

Wow. In London.

This English guy made it.

We must show this to grandfather.

It's important for him to know that we still remember Omar.

Dude, Omar and Hassan find Darya?

Both Hassan and Omar searched and searched...

but didn't find her.

Neither would ever get over their love for her.

For Hassan, love was no longer important.

The only thing left for him was his faith in God and his religion.

It was God's will.

Persia came under the control of Muslim Turks known as Seljuks.

Malikshah became the new leader of the Seljuks.

Don't follow me.

I want to be alone.

His father has been killed.

Let him mourn.

The root of Seljuk power was granted by the religion of Islam.

This alarmed the European Byzantines,

who came to the region spreading Christianity and their own authority.

Darya, Darya, my beloved...

fill the cup...

that clears today of past regrets...

- Darya, Darya... - Who are you?

Wait.

How dare you turn your back to me!

Do you know who I am?

Answer me at once.

You're...

probably...

as important as that...

one star.

Not me.

Your destiny lies there...

And one day...

you too flow?? by the way.

Darya, Darya...

my beloved

Fill the cup that clears...

Today of past regrets...

You asked for me?

The Book of Life...

What have you learned?

Whatever year we've been on this earth

we've turned one page of "The Book of Life."

How many pages have you read?

Twenty-five.

I'm on page fifty-seven.

I've been called to Court,

as the Grand Vizier,

to the new Seljuk Sultan.

Omar Khayyam.

I need you to replace me.

Turn the pages carefully.

Albey Rooney...

discovered mathematical techniques to measure the beginning of the seasons exactly.

But not only that. He recorded the sun, its movements and the eclipse.

This he did through the use of an astronomical instrument, device,

known as the Astrolabe.

Ahmed, do the honors, will you?

As you can see, the back of the astrolabe is divided into quadrants with...

astronomical and trigonometrical tables

used to find the position of the stars and moon and planets

in relation to the fixed stars.

In Islamic Time keeping

night and day are each divided into 12 equal parts.

Thus, only at the equator our night and day of the same length.

Do you follow?

- Hello? - Hello, Shahin.

Hello, Cyrus.

I missed you very much.

I miss you too.

How's Nader?

He's so pale!

Mother is very worried.

What about the white blood cell count?

I have to go back to the hospital.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Omar...

Be strong.

Never give up in what you believe.

Everything I am is because of you, mother.

Any goal I'll ever reach will not found its root in love of me.

Glad to see you again, Master.

Has it been that long?

Only two pages.

May I?

It's only poetry.

Many scholarly men are considered heretics.

The Sultan wants to see you again.

He likes you.

Your Excellency,

the Byzantine commander has requested more enforcements from the Pope.

We caught one of their spies monitoring your troop's movements.

Your Excellency, may I present Omar Khayyam?

A mathematician and an astronomer.

That was you?

The one in the desert that night?

I understand you've been teaching all our young minds throughout the Empire.

It has been my privilege. Your Excellency.

What do you desire most?

Nothing but to live in the shadow of Your Greatness.

And to further my studies.

I... I didn't understand the things you told me that night.

About the stars?

I want you to be my Celestial Navigator.

We'll build you an observatory to study the stars.

You are most gracious and kind.

Study the skys tonight.

In a few days I will face the Byzantines.

And I want to know if the skys favor me in that.

But first, your old master Imam Muaffak will announce your appointment to Court.

I cannot read the stars like you want.

Astronomy is not astrology.

Listen to me, Omar. And listen to me carefully.

Our work is difficult.

And our responsibilities to the people are vast.

Malik is young.

It is my duty to guide him in his decisions

and you will help me.

He believes in you.

And if he thinks... you read it in the stars

then, by God, let him think as.

I will not lie.

I'm not asking you to lie.

I'm telling you we must be careful for Malik.

Understand, Omar?

I do whatever is necessary to protect him.

And to keep him strong in the eyes of his people.

I read your treatise on government.

"A prince is only as strong as his advisers."

But if the advice he recieves distort the truth...

doesn't that make him weaker?

Gradually, Hassan and Omar were going their separate ways.

I knew I would find you here.

- I heard you're leaving. - Hassan.

I have great news.

Where have you been?

Cleansing my soul.

Seeking the truth.

You're not a religious man, Omar, you're a man of science,

you wouldn't understand.

Religious truth is not necessarily the real truth.

Most people don't even practice the rituals of their own faith.

Absolute belief in God is the only real truth.

If Faith was equally balanced with Reason,

don't you think more people would questioned the depth of their convictions?

You ask too many questions.

Confuse the people with your heresy.

Heresy?

Reason above Faith is heresy.

One must accept absolute authority in matters of religious faith.

And who has absolute authority on matters of religious faith?

I believe in God.

But you and I just believe differently.

You can not believe in God on men's terms.

God doesn't care how you believe in Him

just as long as you believe in yourself first.

Islam will be destroyed under Malikshah.

Destroyed?

Persia has prosperity under the Seljuks.

Look it over. Learning centers that have been built.

You're being used to further the Sultan's power.

Where is all these coming from, Hassan?

"The search for knowledge is sacred duty imposed upon every Muslim."

Those are the Prophet's words.

I pray to our paths never cross again.

If they do, I'll have to kill you.

The most excellent Jihad

is that of the conquest of self.

Good bye, tent maker's son.

Your Excellency,

may I present Omar Khayyam to your esteemed Court.

What have you to say, Omar?

Words of wisdom.

For the souls going into battle against the Byzantines.

I'm sure he has something to say.

Make the most of what time we yet may spend.

Before we too into dust descend.

Dust to dust, under dust to lie.

Without song, without wine, without end.

Though you may have lain with a mistress all your life

tasted the sweets of the world all your life.

Still, the end of the affair will be your departure.

It was a dream that you dreamed all your life.

Finally a man who speaks the truth!

Here is to Omar Khayyam.

I send orders to build the observatory for you.

If your Excellency allows

I found a perfect place without a need to build one for now.

Where?

An ancient reign outside the Isfahan.

I would like to start right away.

Fine.

You will have it for your studies.

Tell me, Omar.

How can your mind see

what we can't even read?

The more I learn, the more I realize what I do not know.

Your Excellency.

According to my calculations we are losing one day in every 300,440 years

but...

I have devised a calendar in appreciation of Your Greatness

that will measures the time more accurately.

Specifically one that will measure the rotation of earth around the sun

down to the 11th decimal point.

A calendar?

Yes, Your Excellency.

As you can see,

the date of the calendar for our New Year shall be shifted

from the point of the sun's passage through the middle point of... pisces,

to... the first point... of Aries.

If this calendar proves to be correct

it shall improve all matters relating to your kingdom,

from revenue collections to the time of day when we pray.

Is that true?

So...

are we praying at the wrong time, Omar?

My calculations will correct the Gregorian Calendar

by halving the standard deviation of one day, in every 300,770 years.

It will carry your Seljuk surname.

The Jalali Calendar?

Let's give it out. I liked it. I liked it.

So, when does our year begin?

The Nowruz.

The first day of Spring.

It will correspond with the exact moment when the vernal equinox takes place.

Good. Great! So...

let's go celebrate my new calendar!

I still have work to do, Your Excellency.

The calculations have to be tested for proper accuracy.

Ah, that can wait. But my hunger and my thirst can not!

Where is Omar?

I'll find him.

There is a great feast underway.

I know.

Malikshah is asking for you. Come inside.

I am content to stay with the stars.

You won't find her there.

I always do.

Omar.

Try to forget her.

I have a surprise for you.

If you want, she is yours.

No, no.

So it is true what they say about you and a slave girl?

Darya?

Darya...

Finally we have a name.

Darya.

The Byzantines are trying to press through our western provinces.

Find out the best time to meet our day??.

The heart of two lovers can never be apart from one another.

That's how Darya's love found its way back to Omar.

We must run!

Dear God, please don't let this be a dream.

Omar, I was sold.

The news of your great observatory has spread all over the Empire.

That's why I came to Isfahan to try to find you.

Let's go!

How could you ask me to leave you, now that I found you.

Listen to me carefully, Omar.

If I do not return now, they will search for me.

I am not property of someone.

I will find Malik and he will understand.

I will spend my entire life in the service if necessary.

I'll buy your freedom.

I love you, Omar Khayyam.

Go.

And come back swiftly.

I'll be waiting!

Darya.

The brightest star in my universe.

You have no idea how many times I see your face in those stars.

Omar?

May I talk to you, Your Excellency?

I found Darya.

So?

Your Excellency,

if I am to have her,

I must buy her.

And the money you gave me I placed into my research.

Omar.

We shall fill your pockets full of silver and gold

so that you can go and buy your precious Darya.

You need to rest.

Dress her in the finest silks.

Your Excellency,...

What happened? Where is Omar?

He's back at the observatory.

And the girl?

She was sold to a foreign merchant.

We couldn't find her.

Get the men ready. We are going back to the palace.

As Malikshah prepared to defend against advancing Christian armies,

a radical Islamic group threatened to unseat him from within his Empire.

Hope and love died inside Omar when he could not find Darya.

I thought you were gonna kill me if you saw me again.

There are too many people trying to do that already it seems.

Quick, the more are coming. Put this on.

Take my horse. Right to Alamut. I will find you.

Poor Shahin, I feel very badly for her.

Mansour is so headstrong.

Kamran is the Keeper now.

Shahin has not forgotten.

We must not upset your father.

It would kill his spirit.

Try calling them again tomorrow.

I don't know the end of the story.

I love this song.

Do you think I look like him?

Kind of.

If I fix my hair back, maybe I can look exactly like him.

I bet you couldn't even tell the difference.

- He looks... - What are you getting at?

I want to know the end of the story.

You're crazy! Dad will kill you!

He wouldn't even make you through check-in.

I've got a plan.

The plan was quite simple actually.

I downloaded the standard unaccompanied minor form from the airline's website.

Nessa forged my mom's signature on the released??

touching her credit card to buy an e-ticket online.

And then drove me to the airport.

She called ahead to have a chauffer do a meet-and-greet at Customes in London.

Hello?

Lily.

What on earth have you found.

How did you get in here?

How did you get in here?

The gate was open and... I knocked, but no one answered.

Better get you in before you freeze.

Come on, Lily. Come on.

Alfred, we have a visitor.

Will you get another cup of tea?

Very good, Madam.

No. Alfred, on second thought... do you like hot chocolate?

Um... yes, please!

Oh, let's give him hot chocolate.

- Thank you. - And bring another plate.

Yes, Madam.

Lily, come.

Don't touch.

Are all these yours?

Many of them have been in our family for generations.

Some of them were even handcrafted by my grandfather.

So he did make the book.

Yes, he did.

Look, do you see this?

Even painted this Persian Ode.

Can I see it?

The book sank with the Titanic in 1912.

But didn't he make a copy?

There is another.

In the museum fur Kunsthandwerk in Frankfurt.

But he did make 550 working copies.

He must have messed up a lot!

He wanted to get every detail right.

So, can I see one?

Ah, thank you, Alfred.

- That will do. - Thank you, Madam.

Your accent sounds an American.

Are you visiting England with your parents?

Not exactly.

I just came to see the book.

Why all these way to see the book?

Because my brother said it's important that our grandfather know.

That people still remember Omar Khayyam.

It's hot.

And why is Omar Khayyam so important to you?

My brother, Nader was "the Keeper."

He started telling me the story of Omar

but he didn't finish.

I have to go to Iran to hear the rest of the story from my grandfather.

He is very old.

He's even older than you are.

Did your brother travel here to England with you?

No, ma'am. He died.

Am I to believe that you traveled here alone?

My sister helped me go through check-in in Houston, Texas.

Wouldn't your parents be worried about you?

But what if my grandfather dies like Nader did?

Then the story will be lost.

Stand up.

Hold up your hands.

That hand.

This hand.

You have to wear the gloves because otherwise...

the oil from your hands will damage the hand-made paper...

after a while.

Come sit here on the floor.

"The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam"

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam of Naishapur.

What does Rubaiyat mean?

Rubaiyat is an ancient Arabic word for the number four.

However, for the 11th century Persian poets

a Rubai... is a four lines of poetry.

But I don't really understand poetry.

Poetry is only words that make you feel something special...

inside.

Omar's poetry...

expressed very deep belief.

One day your life will end

and all that will remain

are the moments when you've lived your life to the fullest.

And if you're lucky,

those moments live on in the lives of the people you have touched.

My grandfather used to read these poems to me:

The Moving Finger writes;

and, having writ,

Moves on:

nor all thy Piety nor Wit

Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,

Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough

A flask of wine,

A book of Verse,

and Thou

Beside me singing in the Wilderness

And now...

Wilderness is Paradise

Kamran.

73551212.

Hello.

Mrs. Pechesti, you don't know me, but...

before I begin I want to tell you something important. Your son is safe.

Yes, he's safe. He's here. In England. He came to my house.

He wanted to see a book.

Thank you.

No, no, don't thank me.

No, he is safe. I promise you.

It's very cold here.

With something hot to drink, he's fallen asleep.

I'll give you my number.

How'd the CAD drawings come along for the Alaskan project.

- You still on schedule? - Yes, sir. It will be there on time.

You have my word.

You drill on the dry hole here, partner?

Go on home.

You need be with your family.

I'll be alright.

Listen to me, Mansour.

This is a 6 billion dollar project.

I want my chief engineer to think straight.

You got to take time and heal.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Shahin, don't worry. I've got a visa for England.

Give me her address and telephone.

SMALL VILLAGE IN KHORASAN, IRAN

He's just like his brother.

Hi, Grandpa.

Hi.

I am sorry my Farsi isn't very good.

It's alright, my dear.

It's easier to speak in English.

Mom told me it was my responsibility to remember what you tell Nader.

I already know some of the story.

It is important that you remember it here.

Life will offer you too many things to be remembered here.

What touches the heart is never forgotten.

I will remember that, grandfather.

A friend of mine let me borrow this to show you.

You gotta put these on to protect the paper.

Why did Hassan save his life?

I thought he didn't like him anymore.

Hassan and his followers had attacked and captured the great castle of Alamut

in the mountains outside of Iran.

Who are you?

Omar Khayyam.

Hassan sent me.

Follow me.

Hassan became a powerful leader of people

within the religion who opposed Malikshah's brand of Islam.

Hassan's followers could not match the Sultan's army.

But they could strike fear quickly throughout the Empire.

Does it surprise you that I have so many followers?

They do whatever I ask them.

Go and jump off the fall in the name of God.

Surely a man who can ask him to jump can ask him not to jump.

Stop!

You're weak.

- I have enough men to do God's will. - God's will?

In your world, knowledge lead to power.

In my own, Faith is power.

I need you, old friend.

I could use a great mind like yours.

I want nothing to do with any of this.

Whatever you want, just ask for it.

Together we can make a difference.

What difference?

Hassan ordered assassinations of many of Malik's men

to undermine his epoch.

Clear the room at once!

No one is allowed in here unless I say so.

Your Excellency,

I must have a word with you.

These banquets...

are invitations to murder.

Don't you speak to me that way!

You are responsible for my safety?

Being Sultan...

is more than throwing lavish parties

and being a good hunter.

You must respect the religious authority. That's deal?? you. ??

The Ulema have what they want.

The Treasury contributes generously to the mosques.

Do not be foolish!

Your Excellency.

Your enemies are not waiting for you to fail.

Let them make their move.

They'll kill you.

I did not ask for your advice!

Old man.

What is it you want with me?

- Hassan. - Malikshah trusts you.

You can get close to him.

- No! - People have suffered and been misled.

Malik's time is over.

I will not do this.

Oh, I think you will.

Darya for Malikshah.

How did you find her?

My father was actually smarter than both of us.

He had bulls?? and taken away afraid of her power over us.

So, master Omar, how will you solve this problem?

You'll never get what you want from me this way.

His life for Darya...

Surely your love for Darya is more than that for Malikshah.

I will not betray... a friend!

You are free to go.

Lead him out of the castle!

You should have known he would never betray anyone.

It is not his character.

Why him?

Why is it not me whom you loved?

Hassan?

Thank you for letting him go.

When he is led out to the mountains,

they will burn his eyes and kill him.

How could you do this?

How dare you?

Omar.

Don't.

- Escape! It's a trap! - No!

Darya.

Call the women.

Find Imam!

- Master Omar! - Where is Malikshah?

- In battle. - Where is Six Men's table?

Malikshah's men finally met their enemy face to face.

They were a group of Christians

who formed a small litery?? calling themselves the Crusaders.

By joining forces with the Byzantine army

on their way to capture Jerusalem

the first Crusaders defeated the Seljuks,

and swept across what is today called the country of Turkey.

A Soldiers of Christ, the Crusaders, were so fierce

that they killed all Muslims and Jews in the Holy City

before establishing the Latin Kindgdom of Jerusalem.

Omar lived through a turing point in religious history

when Islamic lands awaken to a new strength

that for centuries to come

would inspire the way people fought for their land in the name of Faith.

Malikshah and his importance?? soon faded away

as his fragile Empire broke apart.

What happened to Hassan?

He became known as the "Old Man of the Mountain."

He rode?? from the shadows along with his silent killers

who were known as Hassasin.

That's what the term 'assassin' came from.

And Omar?

Omar wrote his views on life and the universe

in a collection of timeless poetry

which was translated into every major language.

Great Master, for learning??.

This boy has no family.

We have hidden him from our old masters,

but as he gets older, it's more difficult.

If he is found, he will be sold as a slave.

Perhaps you can teach him.

What's your name?

Deneb.

It is our legacy.

- You mean... - That's right.

It was Omar's,

Darya's.

And now it's yours.

It belongs to you, and your future children,

and their children.

Remember, it wasn't the Omar's poetry that made him important.

It was the poetry of his life.

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