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I witnessed that the suspect, Minberci Hasan...

murdered Ilhan and Halil...

the sons of Candaroglu near the lake of Delice...

and my testimony has been...

confirmed by other eye-witness accounts.

Therefore...

there is no evidence to change the truth.

God, I didn't...

kill anyone!

You are in court!

If you have an objection, speak up!

Otherwise...

do not waste our time!

But, even under these conditions while the truth is obvious...

we ask the accused.

Do you have any objections?

I swear on the breath I take...

by our prophet's soul...

for whose sake the universe was created...

I didn't kill anyone.

I saw it with my own eyes, sir!

I just wanted to help.

I'd made the carvings of the Saricalar mosque.

I was on my way back.

When I went near the lake to take wudu...

I saw someone having death throes.

I did everything I could to save him...

If you had intended to save him, not to kill him...

then why did you run away when you saw me? Speak!

I was scared, Qadi Effendi.

I have a poor mother.

I didn't want to leave her alone by getting in trouble.

I didn't kill anyone.

Forgive me.

The decision...

has been made.

It's been resolved that the accused Minberci Hasan...

killed Ilhan and Halil...

the sons of Candaroglu in an attempt to rob them...

near the lake of Delice...

before the eye-witnesses.

Therefore...

Minberci Hasan, who has...

neither evidence nor witnesses to defend himself, is sentenced...

to death.

Tell me, gentlemen. What is the matter?

You do know it very well!

How does he know that Hasan is the murderer?

That's right. How does he know?

This decision has nothing to do with sharia but the qadi himself.

What kind of qadi is he?

Where is his evidence?

You are right.

Gentlemen!

Please, calm down.

This is the council of consultation.

Not the council of rebellion.

My sheikh...

the Ahis are right.

This decision should be taken to a court of appeal.

He would not hurt a fly, let alone murder a man!

That's right.

The Mongols and bandits keep slaughtering...

while the poor wait for execution in dungeons.

That's not justice!

That's murder, not justice.

Gentlemen, you are right...

but let's go along with the decision for now.

Since when is the qadi the sole representative of sharia, my sheikh?

If you're rich the qadi's your servant. Otherwise, hell's your fate.

Mind your words, Kececi!

Are you hearing yourself?

I am being perfectly honest!

The poor are crushed!

The weak are suffocated!

Turkmen tribes are looted!

The villagers are suffering at the hands of the state!

Enough already, gentlemen! Enough!

Qadi Effendi has reached the verdict, my sheikh.

A judgement is one thing, A verdict is quite another.

Tell me, what is the verdict?

He has been sentenced to death.

My sheikh...

we do comply with shariah.

We do, all right.

But Qadi Effendi claims to have a witness.

Well, therefore...

as a qadi...

didn't he have to bring the witness to court?

He didn't even give the name of the witness.

I am his witness.

Peace be upon you, Qadi Hazrat!

And upon you, Mesut Aga. What is the hurry?

The sentence...

given by the Qadi of Nallihan...

is wrong and should be cancelled...

in the light of these reasons.

Who has given this fatwa, Mesut Aga?

Sheikh Effendi, Qadi Hazrat.

I, Yunus...

the Seljuk Qadi of Nallihan!

I'm asking you now.

What is the name of the person who gave this fatwa?

The issuer of the fatwa...

is our Sheikh Tapduk Emre, Qadi Hazrat.

Since when do sheikhs, who are usually illiterate...

and haven't been educated in a madrasah, or received no other education...

involve in shariah and justice, Mesut Aga?

Welcome, Qadi Effendi.

Thank you.

Sheikh Effendi.

You know why I am here.

Catch your breath first.

You are in the council of friends.

Yes, surely, we're in the council of friends.

That must be why, although you know that we are the qadi...

you object to justice.

Far from it, Qadi Effendi. We object to this verdict...

not justice.

These are...

state affairs, Sheikh Effendi.

Stay out of it.

A verdict is one thing, a qadi another, and justice is quite another.

Is an objection to a verdict the same as an objection to justice?

Thus, it is not about who the qadi is.

I am not here to argue.

I request that you...

change your statement which you gave to the Ahis...

with regards to my verdict being unfair.

That is easy.

If the truth depends on my statement...

and will change accordingly...

I will change it at once.

-Peace be upon you, mother. -And upon you.

What did the qadi say? Why did he come again?

-Welcome, daughter. -Thank you, Hanim Ana.

Mother, I asked why the qadi came.

How do I know, daughter?

It's not my concern.

Are you hungry, dear?

Thank you, Hanim Ana, I'm not.

If you are free...

keep the fire burning so we can cook.

We have nothing to eat.

I'm sure it was about the verdict.

He was so angry, didn't you see?

Did you look at his face, Bacim Sultan?

Besides, why would the qadi be angry at your sheikh father?

My father objected to the death sentence.

Can't you work and talk at the same time, ladies?

What do the gentlemen want, Subashi?

They want to appeal to the chief qadi in Konya...

to get the death sentence repealed, Qadi Hazrat.

Will you appeal to the chief qadi...

to vacate my judgement, gentlemen?

Who gave you this order?

Your sheikh?

I was expecting you to help justice with your testimony...

not prevent justice with your fancy words.

I didn't see a murderer, Qadi Effendi.

Ah!

Then I lied by bringing you as a witness.

Not at all, Qadi Effendi.

I shouldn't like to tell a lie in order to verify your claim.

You are enough of a believer not to tell a lie...

but then how do you cast a shadow on justice by not testifying?

Who am I?

Do I have the power to cast a shadow on that great star, Qadi Effendi?

I won't argue with you, Sheikh Effendi.

My decision is based on my knowledge not on my opinion.

We decide not with our opinions but with our knowledge.

If verdicts were based on fancy words and mind games...

then poets and philosophers would judge in court, not qadis.

You are right.

A qadi should base his decision on his knowledge.

If we are to talk about things written in books, well then...

my testimony is not valid, according to shariah.

Why is that?

A blind man can't be a witness according to sharia.

You set up a court...

and decide on your behalf?

Do you want a source?

Then the Mukhtasar by Hazrat Quduri is a good one.

You are illiterate.

Well, you don't need to be literate...

to memorise book titles.

He quite explicitly states the fact...

in the first volume, on page 387.

Well said.

But what Hazrat Quduri mentions on his fatwa...

is that the blind can't testify. Are you blind?

Obviously, you got a good education in Karatay Madrasah, Qadi Effendi.

Then...

we need to talk about logic as well.

Less is the proof that there is much, Qadi Effendi.

Now...

if you had two sacks of sugar...

and you gave me two cups of sugar...

Looking at those two cups...

wouldn't we believe that you had more sugar?

When it comes to my eyes.

Am I completely blind?

Well, is there blindness in my eyes?

There is.

I can barely see.

Well, can I see?

I can.

Are my eyes efficient?

They are not.

I can barely see, but I do see.

I see, but I'm blind at the same time.

Now divide your doubt into ten

if nine pieces say that this man is guilty, but one says he's not...

then he is innocent.

But if nine pieces say that he is innocent...

but one piece says he is guilty...

then he is guilty.

JOURNEY OF LOVE

God!

Today you talk and we'll listen to you, fellow.

Have I told you the story...

of Hazrat Ibrahim and the birds?

He asks God, "My Lord, show me how You give life to the dead".

And God asked him, "Do you not believe, then?"

Prophet Ibrahim then said, "When I see it with my own eyes..."

"I will be convinced."

God ordered him to have four birds...

and familiarise them with himself.

Hazrat Pir Mevlana says those four birds were...

the goose, the peacock, the rooster, and the crow.

Hazrat Ibrahim, as he was commanded...

familiarised the birds with himself.

And then God ordered him.

"Cut them into pieces and place them on the top of each mountain."

As narrated by Ibn-i Ishak...

for it to be even more astonishing...

Prophet Ibrahim mixed the pieces of the birds with one another.

And he placed those pieces on the peaks of four separate mountains.

He took the heads of the birds in his hands...

and got to a place where the mountains were visible.

"By God's will, come!"

he ordered those scattered birds.

Those pieces, blood, feathers...

they all flew towards their own torso.

At last, they fit together into their previous forms.

Only their heads were missing.

Hazrat Ibrahim called to them again.

They ran to him...

and put their heads back on.

Now...

what is the moral of the story?

Is it not that...

there is no story without a moral?

If there's one, it's just empty words.

Did Hazrat Ibrahim not believe it...

that he asked God to show it.

What is said in the verse?

Even though Ibrahim had faith, he still wanted to see it.

He just wanted to put his heart at rest.

So the verse tells us to contemplate.

To search, to know and to come up with the best answer.

To fight.

Can a non-believer fight?

Ibrahim, though he had faith, said, "My Lord, show me."

The story tells us to search and think.

So, what about these birds?

Let me tell you about the goose...

and conclude with Hazrat Pir Mevlana, since it is getting late.

The goose symbolises greed.

Greed blinds man.

If a person is blind, then God has mercy on him.

But...

if he has blinded himself with greed, although he sees...

God's mercy will be away from him.

The goose eats everything it can find on land and in water.

If it's full, it buries them underground.

The goose is greedy because it doesn't trust its owner.

Pir Mevlana explains this with a story.

In the very olden days, a merchant, who was not only a liar but a thief, went bankrupt...

was caught and imprisoned by the qadi.

Old habits die hard.

He robs everyone in the prison with various tricks...

and takes every coin in their pockets.

The other prisoners...

think the matter over and go to the qadi.

The qadi decides to release the thief...

to save the other prisoners.

The thief, instead of being joyful, objects, and says to the Qadi...

"This prison is my bread and butter."

"If you let me out, how will I live?"

The Qadi, not only released him, but also hired town criers in ten languages...

to make sure everybody in every town was aware...

of this man's dishonesty and thievery.

According to the custom of that era...

the man was sat on a camel and walked around the village all day long.

The cameleer was already dreaming...

of the hay money that he would earn.

The town criers were screaming in ten different languages...

about what a dishonest man and a thief...

that merchant was.

The cameleer...

was thinking of the day ending at once and taking his hay money.

When the evening came...

and the cameleer said, "Enough! Give me my hay money,"...

the man said, "You fool, they are announcing in ten languages...

that I am a dishonest man and a thief.

What hay money? Didn't you hear what everyone else did?"

Now...

most of you must be wondering.

What is this old man talking about? Town criers, camels and cameleers?

Why not say it straight, whatever it is that is to be said?

Of course, there must be a moral to this story, as well.

"As you told us the story, you may as well tell the moral of it," your faces say.

This world is a thief who robs us all.

Those town criers, announcing in ten different languages are the prophets.

Ambitious and greedy people are like the cameleer.

They don't hear or see what is being cried in front of them...

blinded by the greed of hay.

Those blackened hearts like the cameleer...

don't hear those divine criers.

They get fascinated by this thief of the world...

the positions, status...

and the fortune of it.

These types of people, when making a mistake...

harm themselves even more...

trying to fix their mistakes.

God...

at this old age of mine, send off the sorrows that surround my son.

Take from my life and add to his life.

Don't make me suffer from his absence.

God is the Greatest.

I bear witness that there is no god except for God.

Don't get off the horse, Hasan Aga.

Peace be with you. Have a blessed morning, Qadi Effendi.

Peace be upon you.

Let us see whether our morning will be blessed or not.

Thank you, sister.

Thank you, sister. May it be plentiful.

Are there anyone you suspected to be the enemy of the deceased?

No.

Anyone they ever fought with or were indebted to...

or enemies for any other reason that I can't think of?

No, Qadi Effendi.

My sons were poor builders.

What they built was stone.

What they broke was stone.

Why do you ask, Qadi Effendi?

We were told the murderers were caught.

They are, mother, they are.

We just...

do not want any doubt left in anyone about justice.

-If you'll excuse us, father. -Of course.

But you didn't eat anything.

Ayran was refreshing. Thank you.

May God make your table plentiful.

Amen.

May God help you through.

May God grant them a place in heaven.

Amen! Amen!

Thank you, Qadi Effendi.

You caught the murderer and imprisoned him...

even if it is a tiny bit, we are feeling released.

Thank you.

Do not mention it. Do not mention it.

Qadi Effendi.

There is no suspect left other than Minberci.

It is proven again...

how felicitous...

your judgement is.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Don't be afraid. It is alright.

A man killed someone over there.

I saw the murderer, but he got away.

I did not see a murderer, Qadi Effendi.

Let's go, Hasan Aga.

Duty calls.

You scream you die.

You shall always rule with justice.

Wait over there.

Hey, you!

I only wanted to help.

I was on my way back...

...from building Saricalar's mosque's pulpit.

As I was on my way to the lake to take ablution and pray...

I saw someone fighting for his life.

I did everything I could to save him.

Let's go!

Did the victims drop that inkstand, sir?

The murderer.

What good is an inkstand for Minberci Hasan?

He will be executed tomorrow morning.

Come on.

For whom is this grave stone?

There is an execution tomorrow.

Who is it?

Haven't you heard? Minberci Hasan will be executed.

That is a shame.

Move away!

Make way! Is it a play you're watching?

What are you watching, gentlemen?

Disperse!

What kind of fate is this, Mesut Aga?

Let us just say he was out of luck. What kind of qadi is this?

What kind of justice is this?

And how is it that our sheikh does not object to this?

He does, Kececi, he does.

He does...

But one listens, one understands.

Do you think the story of Hazrat Ibrahim and the birds was just a story?

We haven't seen such a thing in years.

What a pity for Minberci.

In the name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

I seek God’s protection from Satan, the Accursed one.

In the name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful.

Ya Sin.

By the wise Qur’an

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

God Almighty speaks the truth.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

The grave stone is out.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

This is the end of those who are not afraid of God...

but of those afraid of death.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

There is absolutely no deity worthy of worship except for God.

Take four men, Hasan Aga. They must be fast and agile.

We have much to do but little time.

Forgive me, sir. Where are we going?

I said we are short on time, Hasan Aga.

I'm asking you to get your men ready, not to question me.

As you command, sir.

Adem, Sahin.

Get Dogan and Abdi at once.

Qadi Effendi.

Yes, Dervish Aga?

If you are available, I would like to have a word with you.

I do not have time. I must leave immediately. You can stop by another time.

-Qadi Effendi. -I told you I do not have time, Aga.

You may be sure of the verdict you have reached...

But just because of that...

is it acceptable for you to utter bitter words about our sheikh?

Have you lost your mind?

You come here, to my chambers, and try to teach me my job?

Not at all, Qadi Effendi.

Well, our sheikh does not speak anything but the truth.

I came here to inform you of that.

Does your sheikh speaks the truth but the Qadi lies in court?

What is the reason for this distrust?

Why do you object to my verdict?

I would not dare, Qadi Effendi.

You are the authority.

But this is not the right manner.

Not in this manner.

Once the hearts of God's friends are broken...

even if you part the Red Sea, it is useless.

These are state affairs, Aga.

Go back to your lodge and do what you will. Now you may leave.

My time is limited and I have a lot to do.

All Nallihan bazaar is talking about the execution tomorrow.

-What are they saying? -What are they saying?

They're talking about the Qadi's judgement being unjust.

The Ahis want to appeal the decision by going to Konya to the chief qadi.

They were talking about it.

Sheikh father saw it fit but Qadi Effendi opposed it.

They say only father Sheikh...

can solve this matter and no one else.

Did you not listen to the story of Hazrat Ibrahim...

that father told us at the gathering, Kira?

He told it for the Qadi. I understand that.

But what's the point?

Tomorrow a poor man will be executed in vain.

Maybe you should talk to your father Sheikh.

Come on, officer. We need to get there before

Peace be with you, father.

Peace be upon you, my dear daughter.

Will you not do anything, father?

Everyone expects you to convince the qadi to rehandle the case.

The Ahis come and go with their heads down, do you not see?

Who are we to change the qadi's judgement, daughter?

All those people, expecting such a thing...

is it not atrocious for us and for themselves?

Neither will he die because the Qadi wants it...

nor will he live because Tapduk wants it.

It is He who causes death and gives life.

You put it well, father, but Qadi Effendi is telling everyone...

that he is the sole authority...

It is always a person's ego that troubles him.

The person who goes about saying "I did, I did it," will never find peace.

Whether it be a qadi or someone who serves a qadi.

No matter where the person stands, he should never brag.

When Hazrat Abdulkadir Geylani...

was given authority...

all men bowed down to him.

Including Hazrat Rifai.

Only Sheikh Sanan did not.

He was full of himself.

After that, they wished that...

a piglet would hang...

from his neck so that he would bend and bow down.

Years passed.

In time, the sheikh had fallen in love with a priest's daughter.

The priest told the Sheikh...

that he would let him marry his daughter...

if only he would be the shepherd to his pigs.

Sheikh Sanan accepted that which the father...

of the woman that he loved offered.

So they were married.

It was seen that in the following days...

the Sheikh's back was bent because he would carry around...

many piglets while he was tending them.

This is the result of ego.

This is what vanity makes you do.

This is why we never suggest bragging about what we are... but always suggest thinking of the afterlife...

and abide by this ourselves, as well, my dear daughter.

What kind of fate is this?

Maybe he will be executed, though he is innocent.

We are humans.

Not bees.

May God grant a death in the honeydew for all those who wish.

Maybe if the Qadi allows the appeal, these will change.

All death is bad and untimely but in such a doubt...

Who told you death was a bad thing and an end, my dear daughter?

Death is not an end. It is a migration.

Imagine this world as a dry and barren land.

Think of it as our very own Karabuk. Nothing will grow.

But you pass onto such a place...

where a thousand different flowers, fruits thrive off the ground.

Bees and birds fly around.

The worst sound is the mockingbird song.

Rivers run, and creeks flow.

Now do you call those who pass from this dry land...

to that heavenly land "dead"?

Do you get sad when they die?

Those passing to heaven should not get upset over us...

staying in these dry lands.

Even heaven is nothing compared...

to His kindness and beauty.

Just imagine the rest.

If you can.

He is called Aynali, sir.

What is he doing in the middle of nowhere?

These mountains belong to Aynali, more than to anyone, sir.

Did he come here all the way from the Nallihan lodge on foot?

He is a dervish, sir. They travel on foot.

Do you think every madman you see is a'dervish', Hasan Aga?

No, Qadi Effendi. Everyone around here knows of Aynali.

That's right, sir.

His absent mind should not misguide you. He is a veteran.

This madman is a veteran?

They talk about him often.

He is a veteran of Hazrat Sari Saltuk.

Back in the day, they say...

in the Kayseri Siege, he raided one thousand Mongols all by himself.

It's unbelievable that he raided with such an absent mind...

but we have certainly given him much of our precious time.

Come on, let's go!

Thank you.

Peace be with you, innkeeper.

Peace be upon you, Hazrat Qadi.

Such an honour.

Come on in. Welcome to our humble abode, sir.

Hunters have shot a deer in Gokcesaray. It melts in your mouth.

Thank you.

We will ask a few questions and be on our way.

As it pleases you. Your wish is my command.

Do you remember the night I stayed here?

Yes.

Do you also remember the thief that robbed me?

Stop! Hey!

You ran after him.

But he had escaped in the dark.

We had met while having dinner.

I had told you that he was a thief.

Has he come by ever since that night?

He hasn't.

Besides, he stops by only every six months.

Who is he?

What is his name? Don't you know where he's from?

If I knew, would I waste your precious time on these questions, dear sir?

I would go and kill him with my hands.

Let us go then, Hasan Aga.

Without even eating something, sir?

Thank you.

Our time is limited.

I have to get somewhere urgently, Hatun.

What are you saying, Bey? It is the middle of the night.

That is none of your business, Hatun.

I need to get somewhere.

I will tell you once I get back. Call Mevlut to help you.

Sari!

Sari!

What is happening, Son of Kude?

A lot and not good, Sari.

Come on in.

What's wrong?

You look pale, Mahmut Aga.

The qadi you robbed at the inn...

Yes?

He came to the inn with his men. They are looking for you everywhere.

Are you setting me up?

It must be a villager passing by. I was not followed.

I will kill you!

Open up, Sari Halil, we know you are in there!

Break it!

In the name of God!

He is running away.

Sari Halil, stop! You cannot escape!

God Almighty!

I repent, Qadi Effendi!

I didn't know you were the qadi.

If I knew, would I have robbed the qadi of the state?

I repent. Please forgive me.

I have been ignorant, Hazrat Qadi Effendi.

You are a great qadi. I am a humble servant.

Forgive me.

I swear on the Qur'an...

I will never steal again.

What about murder?

Will you murder men?

I am an ominous thief, Hazrat Qadi Effendi.

Not a murderer.

Thank God, I am not that ominous.

After robbing me, you killed two brothers in the Lake of Derice.

It is a lie, Hazrat Qadi Effendi, it's a lie.

I am not a murderer.

The Lake of Derice you mention is that way.

I rode my horse towards the other direction.

Since you rode my horse towards the opposite direction...

how did you drop this inkstand by the lake?

No shortcut here, officer? Unless we make it in time, they'll execute him!

I do, sir. It'll be difficult for the horses though.

We need to be there before the sunrise.

This way, sir.

I have made many mistakes.

And sinned many times, Almighty God.

God Almighty, You are the One Who forgives.

The One Who spares.

Your servant Hasan is a poor sinner.

Before I come into Your presence...

fill my heart...

with kindness, Almighty God.

Almighty God, we belong to You...

and to You we will return.

May You give my tearful mother patience.

Don't burn her heart with the grief of losing her child.

Let this poor...

sinner servant...

attain your bliss, God.

Forgive me, God.

Forgive me.