All language subtitles for Yunus Emre - Season 2 Episode 04 - English

THE JOURNEY OF LOVE

Come on now.

It is time to fly back home.

Come on.

Come on, we should pray
before time runs out, fellow.

What's this now?

Slow down.

Be careful. Gently.

Slow.

Wife, make some tarhana soup for him.
Nice and hot.

What happened, my Sheikh?

Whatever is in his fate…

has happened.

Father, father, he's gone!

-He got up and left, father, he left!
-Wait, my dear, calm down.

Do not rush your words.

Yunus Efendi got up and left, father.

Where did he go?

Ismail!

Ismail!

Why are you shouting?

Are you setting a trap again?

No, no trap.
I was sleeping in the shade.

Stop!

I cannot carry you!

-Come on, we're going.
-I won't go.

-I said come on.
-Where are we going?

-To the lodge.
-I won't go.

-What will I do in the lodge?
-Come here, walk on!

-I said I won't go.
-Come on, we need to pack.

Even though the public
doesn’t appreciate it...

all our efforts are for them,
my sheikh.

But even babies understand...

that our country is going
through very difficult times.

As this duty is given to us…

the craftsmen in their shop,
farmers in the field…

herders herding sheep should find peace.

What I mean is...

for all these jobs I need...

an advisor who is wise and clever.

-Peace be upon you.
-And upon you.

Don’t tire yourself, Yunus Efendi.
Come, sit here.

Thank you, Hanim Ana.

I’m fine.

Doesn’t anyone want
to get to know Ismail Efendi?

Of course, we do.
Welcome, Ismail.

Thank you, Hanim Ana.

Welcome, Ismail.

Stop, don't.

Am I that old?

Wife, is there hot water
in the cauldron?

-Yes.
-Good, good.

Then we should wash Ismail Efendi.

No, I don’t want to.
I've recently swum!

Where did you swim?

In the creek.

Didn't I swim?
Come on, tell them.

Ismail Efendi is travelling...

now in the sky,
now under the sea.

Good for him.

We've heard a child's voice
in our home at this age.

Why would we complain?

Our Prophet says that...

the sound of children
and the sound of rain...

remind you of God.

You’ve heard of the mayor.

You mean Candaroglu Argun Bey?

We care about the office he represents.

Whoever sits in the office is the mayor.

I will get to the point.
He came for a visit.

I don't know why he asked
such a favour...

but he wants an advisor.

I've thought about it...

and decided that you are
the most competent for this job.

Early in the morning…

…you'll go to Candaroglu mansion...

and start your duty.

-Welcome, Bacim.
-Thank you, Zahide.

Come, come here.

Aygul, go to the kitchen.

See what Ummu Hatun is cooking.
Tell her that we have a guest.

-As you wish.
-Stop.

Don't bother anyone for me.

What do you mean?

My dear sister has come
to my mansion for the first time.

You are a guest
in Candaroglu mansion...

and you think the servants
will be bothered?

Alright. Let them be.
It’s not a problem for me.

You have a visitor, sir.

Who?

His name is Yunus Efendi, sir.
He said you were waiting for him.

Tell him to come in.

Let's see who this Yunus Efendi is.

JOURNEY OF LOVE

You!

But…

how?

How can this be?

You…

…came to kill me!

And in my own mansion, huh!

Guards!

-Mayor.
-Sari Efendi.

You are mistaken, sir,
I'm here at my sheikh's request.

Tapduk Emre ordered me to come.

What are you waiting for, Sari, attack!

Our enemy…

comes to our mansion…

and the guards are resting merrily,
Sari.

Don't do this, sir.

I am neither friend nor foe!

My sheikh sent me here, so I came.

I still cannot believe my eyes,
you really surprised me.

-I thought you'd be happy to see me.
-Don't I look happy?

Of course, we visit the ones
who visit us.

Of course, sure.
You've only come once in three years.

Your visit has really surprised me.

Do not tell me...

that it's about the fortune-teller!

Meryem Hatun?

No, why should it be about her?

I don’t know.

Maybe, the things she said came true
and you wanted to tell me.

If our future depends on a fortuneteller,
we are hopeless.

Good, you convinced me.

-Then you came to see me.
-Didn't you tell me to come?

I always do though.

-Did you like my curtains?
-Yes, very classy.

They came from Baghdad.

But it's very expensive.

Do you want to look around the mansion
while waiting for the food?

Sure.

So you say the sheikh sent you.

Why should I believe you?

Why?

Why should I believe you?
Come on, say it!

You're free to believe what you like,
sir, it's your decision.

But coming here was not my decision,
only my duty.

What if your duty is to kill me?

How can I be sure of this?

As I have told you,
I am not your enemy...

or your friend.

My sheikh told me to go, so I came.

He orders me to go, I do,
he orders me to return, I do.

Stop, stop!

Take him away!

Go on!

You are free to believe me or not.
But even if you don't, it's the truth.

Everyone knows that Meryem Hatun
foresees the future most accurately.

Well, I suppose the one you expect
hasn't still come.

Let me go, let go!

Don't talk, walk!

There's no unrest, inshallah.

I get surprised when there is no unrest.

Well?

Aren't you going to tell?

Who are you waiting for?

Should Meryem Hatun say that as well?

You're so prying!

Says who!
You're so secretive.

The ones you throw in dungeon...

come to our post, Sari!

When it comes to being killed and killing...

I have been there and done that, sir.

I have no excuse or an explanation.

Do with me what you will.

Cut off my head.

Or...

…let me…

…finish off this task
then come back here.

Slow down!

What if…

he's really the advisor
the sheikh has sent us?

How can that be, sir?

This man is an ignorant villager.

A farmer!

A man to be killed resurrects
and it doesn't surprise you...

but you're surprised about this,
Sari?

Not at all, sir.

Sari's limited wisdom is even
astonished by a little thing.

I am sorry, sir.

Go to Tapduk Emre's lodge at once.

Go and confirm whether this man
was sent by the sheikh.

As you wish, sir.

Welcome, sir.

Where to? If you are free,
let's shoot some arrows.

Another time, sir,
I need to go to Tapduk Emre's lodge.

What business do you have with the lodge?

A man came, sir, he said something.

Our mayor told me to go
and confirm the situation.

With your permission, sir.

The incompetents become the mayors...

and those mayors…

want to rule the lodges.

Let us cover it, Fellow Ali.
Help us, Gungor Efendi.

-Of course, master.
-Let's cover it up.

With your permission.

May God help you, friends.

Ismail, my dear.

Come here, come.

They wake us up before the prayer
but you sleep until noon.

How do you know that I sleep?

If I were a sheikh,
I'd sleep till the evening.

Oh, who would dare!

We're covering it up in case
it rains, my sheikh.

I hope it doesn't rain.

We pray for rain, Ali Taygu.

Don't you worry.

No harm can be done
if you take precautions.

Look.

We still have the wheat, Kasim.

That's right, sheikh,
there's a lot of demand.

But we are working so that
no one's labour is wasted.

Alright then, may it be prosperous.

What do our they say?

Do not ever tie a knot
which you can't untie.

Where is your friend, little man?

You mean Yunus?

His friend went to Candaroglu mansion.

From now on he will
be the mayor's advisor.

And my dear Ismail will
be my advisor from now on.

My sheikh.

If you don't have any other orders…

I will go to the market
and see the crop traders.

Let us see what price they are giving
today.

Go on then.

We need to do the best
for our fellow villagers.

I only wish...

that my sister should always be happy.

That she never worries about poverty.

And there's only one way to do this.

A rich husband.

Welcome.

I am sorry, we entered
without permission.

Not at all.

Thank you, Argun Bey.

Zahide did not mention
that you would be here.

She wanted to surprise us
by coming without notice.

How is Sheikh Effendi?
I hope that he is fine.

Thank God.

It's just his eyes.

We suggested a doctor
during our visit...

but he said that he didn't have
any complaints.

He doesn't like to be a burden
to anyone or complain.

How did you come here?

If you had informed us,
we could have sent a carriage.

Thank you, but a dervish
from the lodge accompanied me here.

You're free to believe what you like,
sir, it's your decision.

But coming here was not my decision,
only my duty.

I am not your enemy or your friend.
My Sheikh told me to go, so I came.

Wait here, Kasim Efendi.

Peace be upon you, uncle.

And upon you, Nephew Kasim.

If you have time,
I'd like to have a word with you.

We can't wait to hear
what you have to say.

I suppose Yunus Efendi is here as well.

He brought silverware with him,
may God forgive.

He thinks he treats our sheikh well.

Our sheikh didn't accept
the presents he brought.

One thinks that everyone is like him.
And he treats them accordingly.

But is one's every thought correct?

How could he know?

To the sages, mud can turn to gold
and gold to mud if needed.

It was obvious from the way he went.

He was steaming through his nose
like a stallion on a cold day.

You have to have manners,
Saruhan Efendi, yes, you do.

If you don't know how to enter there,
you won't know how to get out.

I say these eyes have seen so
much.

Well, even if I hadn't seen
with my eyes, I'd have believed it.

I have seen so many viziers
come out of this door without a caftan…

so many qadis come out
without their robes, fellow.

Argun Bey, I respect
your administration and decisions.

But this is a professional issue
concerning buying and selling.

The rules and ways
are written in the religious law.

Only the cadi can set a price.

It's a fact that you know these things
much better than us commoners.

Even the Seljuk's farmers
have become philosophers…

but the Sultan seems unaware.

But how can this be?

What connection does this man
have with our sheikh?

You are right to think so, uncle.

It had been over a year
since he left the lodge, then...

Do not state the obvious!

Say what you came here to say.

Yunus is not a subject
fit to serve you, uncle.

His nature is not fit
to serve you or anyone.

You need obedient subjects, uncle.

Obedient subjects who'd obey
your every order.

You see...

Yunus Efendi is not very
fond of taking orders.

Those who can, do the job,
those who can't, teach.

Do not teach us our job, nephew.

Does the sheikh know about
the things we did to him?

No.

Didn't he tell?

He wouldn't.

Yunus is tight-lipped.

Even stones start to talk at insistence…

but he won't.

If there's nothing else for you to say…

-Forgive me, uncle, but…
-Seal your lips.

Let us just observe the situation for now.

You too.

Let us hear a few warm words
from our sheikh's mouth…

so that we can say our nephew Kasim
has managed to warm up…

the coldness in our sheikh's heart
against us.

They say this tone of blue
can be found only in Tashkent

I wish there was more.

It didn't use to be so hard
to find goods in the past.

Now we have to wait for caravans.

You are right.

You cannot find a single roll of silk
in the whole market.

"Is it possible to find silk
in Nallihan?" say all the womenfolk.

Shall we go out to the garden
while the table is being set?

Alright.

That's it. Cheer up.

Look, you have everything.

Fields, gardens, silk, silver.

What do you lack
that makes you sad?

H'm?

Most of the time…

I remember the days when
we were in the lodge.

Hmm.

People are like this.

They even get bored of silverware…

and ask for a copper bowl.

Well, you're waiting for a prince.

You'll also have silverware and silk.

Oh, God! Don't you know any other subject?

What is your real intention?

Why did you come to the mansion?

Do they teach you to keep quiet
in the lodge?

They don't teach you
how to read and write.

Are you literate?

But you don't need it, right?

As illiterate men, you saved
the Seljuk Empire from the Mongols…

now it's time to deal
with Candaroglu. Is that so?

We know what lodges do.

Your trust, position, even your life
means nothing to them.

Good.

You're not deaf.

You can't trust the deaf.

Kasim Efendi.

-Welcome, Kasim Efendi.
-Thank you, Lady Zahide.

If you'll excuse me.

I came here...

with Yunus Efendi.

I'm not sure if my father said
you'd be here.

Did my father send you as well?

No, it was unplanned.

I couldn't inform my sheikh.

Well, he shouldn't know.

That's why I said
I couldn't inform him.

A journey is full of surprises.

I went out to the market…

but I found myself
in my uncle's...

or in the fortuneteller's…

house.

I mean…

have a good day, then.

So it's Molla Kasim Efendi.

What are you saying?

You cannot deny it anymore.

Do I really need to swear?

Fine, they say dervish pudding
tastes well.

Here you go again.

Come to your senses, girl.
In these times a woman needs a rich man.

You are my flesh and soul.

I'd be very sad if you are ever in need.

Who are you to interrogate my guest?

Didn't I tell you to stay away
from my affairs?

Get out!

All the jobs you couldn't do
and even made worse…

will be set straight by Yunus Efendi
from now on.

From now on,
Yunus Efendi is my advisor.

He will be obeyed
in all Candaroglu lands.

We have a nice plum compote as well.

Thank you, I should go soon.

I think you should stay over.

Sari Aga will send someone…

to inform my father.

No. It would not be suitable.

I can go back with Yunus Efendi.

-The dervish who accompanied you?
-Yes.

But he will stay here from now on.

In the mansion.

What for?

When Argun Bey came to the lodge
to ask for an advisor...

my father suggested Yunus Efendi.

Administrative duties as well
as physical duties.

From the running of the stables…

to the order of the markets.

Any issue that concerns the public…

our administration's all political
contacts with the capital Konya…

and all special duties
we will assign you.

So...

may it be prosperous for you
and for us, Yunus Efendi.

From now on your word is my word,
your action is my action.

Show Yunus Efendi his room,
then take him to the guest room.

He is a deaf mute.

But Celal knows everything by heart.

Don't let him bother.

After I finish my job, whatever
the time is, I'll go to the lodge.

Suit yourself, Yunus Efendi.

At least be our guest tonight.

Thank you, I'll go to the lodge.

You see, I need to accompany
my sheikh's daughter.

-Then, let them take you back.
-Please do not bother.

Suit yourself then.

Well...

we expect you to be in your office
tomorrow morning.

We'd like to give you a duty.

A very important one.

I have confirmed it, sir.

Tapduk Emre sent him.

You're the only one in the mansion
who doesn't know this, Sari.

-What about a carriage?
-No need, thank you.

I'll go with Yunus Efendi.

He's coming now.

He's a dervish and an advisor.

We might arrange him a carriage but...

"The dervish walks,"
says my sheikh father.

I know, that's why I said 'but'.

I am done here, Bacim Sultan.
If you're available...

I am, Yunus Efendi.

Zahide Hatun is Argun Bey's wife.

And Yunus Efendi…

I'll be assisting Argun Bey
in his affairs, inshallah.

Yes, he was looking for an advisor.

-May it be fortunate for everyone.
-Inshallah.

Let us be on our way.

May God be with you.

What?

I heard that you hired an advisor.

Yes, but why is this surprising?

Well, it's not.
But I wondered…

who doesn't do their job properly
so that you need an advisor?

Is Sahin crying
to his stepmother now?

Saying that I took his pacifier away?

It was a necessity
and you found this solution suitable.

Just so that Sahin doesn't get upset…

Just so that my son doesn't feel bad,
are we to stop managing our property?

Will we leave all this property to the wind?

Now, don't you worry about these things.
These are men's job.

It does not concern women.

Do not see Zahide Hatun as an outsider.
She's my sister.

She lived with us all her life.
Until she got married.

-I know everyone in the mansion.
-True.

On top of that, today...

when she saw me suddenly
after so long, she was surprised.

-May you have a good day.
-All of us.

If you have time,
let's chat a bit, fellow.

What do you want to know, fellow?

Where have you been?

My job finished a bit late.

I got bored to death beside the old man.

It's not nice for a man
to talk like that.

What do they say?
A man grows in a man's shadow.

You enjoy your time with our sheikh.

I'll spend some time with Ismail,
fellow.

Who is it?

May I come in?

Come on in.

Why are you so sad and anxious?

Oh, well!

I am a dervish.

So I need to look on the bright side.

What's the bad thing happening to you?

My father shares his pillow…

but not his secrets.

He got himself an advisor.

So he's found one.

So he shares.

He wouldn't seek my approval.

Why do you criticise me?

First, we should see who he is.

What he can do.

My husband is quite picky
about his advisor.

He must be quite an intelligent dervish.

Is he a dervish?

Did our mayor hire
a dervish as an advisor?

Where is Ismail Efendi?

Come near.

Come here, Ismail, my dear, come.

Ismail Efendi does not like
our sermons.

-Should I have lied?
-Don't get angry.

What about me? Was I to lie?

You said you didn't like them
and I just repeated your words.

Well, then.

If you don't like them, I won't talk.
You're not charged, after all.

Have I told you not to talk?
Am I to blame now?

You don't like my sermons
so you don't want me to talk...

and you also look for someone to blame?

When did want you not to talk?

But you should talk nicely then.

What kind of a sermon
would be nice for you?

-Tell us that.
-I like it if there's a story.

Well, I'll tell a story then.

If Ismail wants it like that,
I will be honoured.

Now I want to listen!

-It is a bit late.
-Sahin is very sad.

So he is very sad.

Who are you telling?

Sahin's existence is a sadness for me.

He is a different person than you.

How can you expect him to be like you?

His character is not like yours.

Like it or not,
that is the reality.

There are a lot of jobs on my property
for those who want to work.

He does not care for them.

But management isn't
Sahin's cup of tea.

Obviously, Yunus Efendi
knows how to manage.

He knows logic and to retain
law and order.

These are important merits.

What's more important is that…

these are not the subject
of our conversation.

Let us hope that he does not
fall short of your expectations.

If that is your decision…

Sahin will accept the reality in the end.

When the morning comes,
we will give him his first duty.

We will see whether he is as good as
we hope or not.

If that is the case, fellow Ismail…

shall I tell you the tale
of Sultan Ibrahim ibn Adham?

Okay then, if it's good.

Good would be explaining the issue
with a story.

Now you want the story to be good as well.

What do you call a good story?

If it sticks in my mind,
then it has a meaning.

Aren't you something?

We agree on this matter.

It's the meaning
which is important in a story.

That is why there isn't
a tale without a moral.

The rest is only empty talk.

Ibrahim ibn Adham…

was the son of the Sultan of Balkh.

Time has passed and eventually
he became the new Sultan.

But behind the curtain, what
happens and what gets killed?

How could Sultan Ibrahim Adham know?

He was rich, he liked shopping.

He liked to eat, share food,
give big feasts, hunting…

purebred horses, gold, silver,
whatever was worldly…

he had a passion for it.

Whatever was on his mind, he thought
he was powerful enough to realise.

But actually, it was Someone Else
who made it happen or killed.

If my Aynali fellow were here…

he'd whisper in your ear The One
Who makes it happen and kills.

The Sultan lacked for nothing.
Even his deficiencies were complete.

But he had a hole inside him.

A black hole that was
getting deeper in time.

He felt more depressed as days passed.

One day he gave a big feast in his palace.

Suddenly a large, gigantic man came along.

None of the soldiers or servants
had the courage to ask him…

who he was and what he was doing here.

Ibrahim Adham asked,
"What do you want?"

The man replied, "I'd like
to stay in this inn."

Ibrahim Adham looked at him suspiciously
thinking he was mad.

He turned to the man and said,
"Are you mad? Is this an inn?"

"Don't you see that this is my palace?"

The gigantic man looked
at him for a while and then…

started laughing.

"Says the man who is the real mad!"

"Okay, let it be a palace, not an inn."

"Okay, but how can it be yours?"

"It was left to me by my father,"
said Ibrahim Adham cynically.

He was mocking him.

The man said, "well, then..."

"tell me, whose was it
before your father?"

"My grandfather's."
"Before him?"

"It belonged to some guy,"
said Sultan Ibrahim.

"What about before that some guy?"

"It was left to him from his father."
"What about before him?"

"It belonged to some other guy."

"Good, then," said that man, "good."

"Tell me, what happened to them,
where are they now?"

"They're dead," said Ibrahim Adham.

"Well, how can this be your palace…"

"with so many owners coming and
going?"

Ibrahim Adham was bewildered.

The strange guy said those words
and left quickly.

Ibrahim Adham went after him.

He caught up and asked.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the one in the sky,
on the land and in the sea."

"I am Khidr," he said.

Well, if awakening time has come…

someone will have to wake you.

For some, it may be Khidr,
for some, a bird.

For some, a blade of grass,
for some, a blossoming flower.

For some, running water,
for some, a mute stone.

From that day on, the black hole in
Ibrahim Adham’s chest grew and grew.

It became an unstoppable
and unbearable weight for him to carry.

A time came and he left
his crown and throne…

gave his robe to a shepherd…

and went on a road through the desert.

What do they say?

This road is thin, sharper than a sword.

Some go on this road
leaving crowns and thrones behind…

some go on the road
for a crown and throne.

Then what does Ibrahim Adham's
story tell us?

Even if you drink it from a golden cup,
all you drink is a cup of water.

If gold itself were valuable…

He would have created
the whole universe from gold.

It is not important to Him.

So what is this effort
for things that you can't take with you?

Look, a big problem we have
because we couldn't sell wheat.

What is this fuss for things
you will never own?

If you accumulate the things you can't
own, they start to own you.

You become their subjects.

What makes you love this world so much
that you decide to be its subject?

But please know that you can't be
a subject of the world.

Those who worship the world
are called creatures.

Who worship the world are creatures,
who worship God are subjects.

This is what Ibrahim Adham tells us
with this tale.

Going on the road is becoming a subject.

Going on the road is being saved
from being a creature.

Then what happened, tell us that as well.

-To whom?
-To Ibrahim Adham.

After he sets on a desert.

It is late now,
I'll tell it at another time.

-Promise?
-Promise.

You can't mess with him.

It's as if he is not a child,
but Nasreddin Hodja!

I hope the orphan's smile
never fades, inshallah.

Wow! Ibrahim Adham was a very big man.

You also resigned as a cadi
to become a dervish.

Just like him.

If you could fly to heaven
by only resigning...

you couldn't find a sultan in a palace.

You can't become big
by following the paths of big men…

but you will have companions.

Wouldn't you like to have
a companion like Ibrahim Adham?

Who wouldn't? He was a Sultan.
Didn't you listen to the sheikh?

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, Kasim Efendi.

If you're available, I'd like
to have a word or two with you.

I heard that you became…

an advisor to my uncle, Yunus Efendi.

It isn't my decision.

Our sheikh requested it.

I'm of course not mindless enough
to oppose our sheikh's decisions.

Obedience is a virtue.

But if you went to our sheikh
and asked for duty in the lodge…

he'd assign you one.

Our shoulders aren't strong enough
to carry all this weight alone, fellow.

Kasim Efendi, you say that
obedience is a virtue…

then you ask me to oppose his decision
and ask for duty in the lodge.

If you said this to a stupid man…

even he would be offended.

Even my good intentions
are taken as evil ones.

Why don't you tell me my fault?

Not at all. What fault, Kasim Efendi?

The fault is in the eye
of the beholder.

Our religion orders to cover it,
not see it.

Of course, it does, of course.

Getting up early stresses the body…

these days.

Then, let the future hold
good things for everyone, fellow.

Life made you dhikr
"I do not know," a few days ago…

but now it sends you
to a huge mansion...

as a knowledgeable advisor.

You say you're familiar
with this kind of things, eh?

Who taught you
Sharia Law in Karatay?

Master Semseddin Mardini.

Not the first time you've said
you're knowledgeable about it.

Yes, I am.

I would like to assign
a new task to you, Yunus.

I think you're the only eligible one
to do this task in our lodge.

From now on, you'll say,
'I do not know'.

Whatever they ask you...

just say, 'I do not know'.

Whoever wants to hear your opinion...

…about anything, say, 'I do not know'.
Keep on saying that.

As dhikr is obligatory
for a disciple...

from now on, to say 'I do not know'
is obligatory for you.

What does the big guy say?

Shame on you.

-Why do you call him the big guy?
-Look, you said the same thing.

I did, yes.

I can say it, I do say it
but you can't.

I did, yes, I can, but you can't.

-Is there anything else, mother?
-No, my dear.

Come on, go to your room and sleep.

Father, if you give permission,
I'd like to go to Zahide tomorrow.

As I grow older every day
seems like the same.

My daughter...

didn't you go to Zahide today?

-I did, father.
-Well?

When you perch on the same branch
for two days…

they'd think that you don't have a home.

Well, we...she will show me some patterns...

of embroidery
that she got from Bukhara.

If we are all here…

we can start our chant.

May your sacred Friday be propitious.
May the good be victorious.

May the bad be defeated.
May the deniers see the truth.

May our words be superior.
May our breath find life.

May our swords be sharp.
May our trade be prosperous.

God, His believers, the 12 Imams…

the 14 innocent may always
find Your grace.

96000 Horasan soldiers…

57000 Anatolian allies…

may help us in this world…

and the next.

May our master, our fellow
the Great Hadji Bektash Veli…

may God bless his soul…

be our watchman
in this world and the next.

May Allah never make us
depend on cowards…

and even on the brave.

May God never make us submit
ourselves and seek help from others.

God, His believers…

may make us consistent
even in our confessions.

Follower of our Prophet,
the carrier of the divine secret…

our master, our fellow,
Hadji Bektash Veli!

For threes, sevens, forties,
world creatures…

and other beings, friends of lovers...

for Mohammed and Ali...

say Hu!

God!

-God, o friend.
-God.

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

Not at all. You have the same.

Welcome, my sheikh.
You've lit us up before the sun rose.

With your permission,
the ahis should open their shops.

Of course, fellows.

Workers to their work,
cooks to their food.

First sale from a friend,
prosperity from God.

How are you, Sergeant Zeki?

-I'm in need of your himmah, my sheikh.
-Don’t say that.

I am the one in need.

Kasim Efendi said that
we couldn't agree on the price.

Not at all, my sheikh,
whatever you say is the price.

In the Nallihan Market
all grain traders think the same.

-Right, Sergeant Salih?
-Yes, my sheikh.

-Whatever you say is the price.
-Why?

Am I a cadi?

Setting grain prices
must be his jurisdiction.

Did Kasim Efendi not ask you,
Sergeant Salih?

He did not come, my sheikh.

Well, then.

Good.

Alright, friends,
may you have a prosperous day.

Please sit down, let us treat you
to a drink, my sheikh.

Thank you, Fellow Mesud.

Come on, tell me,
how is the market these days?

Tell me about the ahis' problems.

The market is a bit rocky these days,
my sheikh.

If you ask me why…

the reason is obvious actually.

-May you have a good day, ma'am.
-You too, Aygul.

-Is the table ready?
-Yes, ma'am.

Is the master in the house?

He is, ma'am, he's waiting for you
for breakfast.

He cannot even find
the time to sleep anymore.

-Is there anyone beside him?
-He is alone, ma'am.

Is the advisor not here?

-What was his name again?
-Yunus Efendi.

Mashallah!

Not difficult to guess
who my servants are gossipping about!

Has Yunus Efendi not arrived yet?

Yunus, son of Abdullah.

Cadi of Nallihan.

You shall always rule with justice.

We are obliged to balance
the scales of justice, gentlemen.

-Welcome, Yunus Efendi.
-Thank you, sir.

The meeting room
is the best room in the mansion.

Many consultations and decisions
have been made in this room.

A lot of death sentences were taken...

many good decisions were taken,
all in this room.

A carpenter from Antalya
did the decorations.

Well, not that I know,
just a legend.

Yunus Efendi.

Today is your first day on duty.

We would like to give you
a job in the rural area.

Every place can be rural
to some other place.

Please tell me.

What is my duty?

Each one contains 1000 gold coins.

No one should know about it.

Even Sari Aga should be in the dark.

The stable boys shall ready
the horse you like best.

Go to Muratli, find Bahsisli
Ibrahim Aga's house…

and deliver the gold to him.

But be careful.

That gold is equivalent
to the tax collected in a month.

Without informing anyone…

go to the old Ibrahim Aga,
find him and deliver the gold.

-Won't you ask the reason?
-I won't, if you don't mind, sir.

Fine.

All right, then.

Have a nice journey.

You may go anytime you like.