Original subtitles

THE STORIES AND CHARACTERS DEPICTED HERE WERE INSPIRED BY OUR HISTORY

NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED DURING THE FILMING OF THIS PRODUCTION

What is it, my brave man, what have you found?

My bey...

this is a piece of my father's kaftan.

You are right.

It's one of our fabrics.

However, somebody might have planted this to lead us in the wrong direction.

My bey, we cannot know for sure unless we follow the tracks to the end.

Certainly, we'll follow them.

We will follow them.

My God...

you are the one...

with power and might.

Don't let us yield to our enemies.

If it's not your wish...

a life won't leave a body.

In your path...

I have no fear of death.

Grant me the opportunity to avenge our martyrs...

and make them pay for killing my brothers.

May I enter, İlbilge Hatun?

Come in, Abdurrahman Alp.

Are the horses ready?

They are, İlbilge Hatun.

We will go out to look.

Good.

I shall come with you.

İlbilge Hatun...

it would be better if you stayed at the camp for the tribe's sake.

If Albastı should arrive, none of us will be here.

It could get ugly.

Albastı won't come to the camp if he has Ertuğrul Bey.

There is no point in waiting here like this.

Henceforth, I have to take on responsibility, too.

Gündoğdu Bey is searching everywhere with his alps.

Under these circumstances, it could be dangerous for you to go.

Be that as it may, Abdurrahman Alp,

there is no more time to waste.

After all the things Ertuğrul Bey has done for us...

I am ready to give my life.

All right, İlbilge Hatun.

If that is what you think...

let's head out at once.

May I enter, Sister?

Come in, Sırma.

Sister.

The alps have gathered, they're readying their horses.

Where are they going?

They are going to look for Ertuğrul Bey.

I will go with them.

Go, Sister.

Don't come back until you find him.

I'll keep an eye on the camp.

Don't you worry.

Take care.

Take care, Sister.

Take care.

Be mindful on the road.

They will be looking for Ertuğrul everywhere.

If I don't find him alive when I get there...

then you won't be alive, Albastı.

Don't worry.

Not even a bird will see him.

Go capture Gündoğdu and bring him there.

Come on.

Master.

What are you doing here alone with a sad face, Osman?

I'm feeling down.

I am dark inside like the bottom of this well, Master.

I try to drown my sorrow.

Tell me, what is it that makes you sad?

My father has been taken prisoner.

He's in the hands of the enemy.

There is no word of him.

Your father may be captive,

there might be no word,

and...

your father may never come back to this camp again.

You say that, Master, but...

what will we do if something happens to my father?

What will we do without our bey?

When your father embarked on this holy path,

did he trust his father, Osman?

Did your grandfather trust his father?

He who walks the path of God...

trusts only God himself.

And no matter what...

does not show frustration.

Master, Turgut Bey is heavily wounded.

Countless alps have been martyred.

I don't know what to do.

Then let me tell you what to do, Osman.

It was the first days...

of the announcement of Islam.

Our prophet, Sallallahu aleyhi ve sellem...

had gathered his tribe on the mountain of Ebu Kebeys.

Everyone from his family, all of his relatives, were there.

And our prophet asked that very important question:

"Who will help me...

on the path of God?

Who will bear this heavy burden with me?

Who will aid the cause of spreading the word?"

There was no answer.

Uncles, aunts, nieces...

kith and kin.

They were all silent.

Our prophet looked upon the faces of the people that were present

and repeated his question.

"Who will aid me on the path that leads to Allah?"

Again, no answer.

Our holy prophet's call was about to be to no avail.

Right then, a 13-year-old boy carrying water in a qirba...

not waiting to look around...

not caring who was there...

laid his qirba on the ground...

and said "I will do it, oh, prophet of God.

I will help you."

Right then, Ebu Leheb said:

"Oh, Muhammed... this boy will be enough for you for the cause you speak of.

Don't bother with us." He made light of our prophet's words.

However, there was something he didn't know.

That boy was to become...

one of our prophet's greatest companions in spreading the word.

That boy was to become the lion of Allah...

the wielder of Zulfiqar, the unbreakable sword of the cause.

He was to become Ali.

Important causes...

are furthered by committed, brave people who believe in them.

We just buried our martyrs.

All of them were brave, and they believed.

God's cause...

carries on because of those...

who sacrifice themselves without looking around when asked to help...

and say "I,"

and who give their life in the face of cruelty.

You know, when our bey and our brave alps are with us...

we say "We trust in God. God will deliver us."

God...

looks down upon us at times like these when...

our bey isn't here and our brave alps are wounded...

to see if...

our word is true.

Do we do our best and trust in God...

or do we trust people?

Now...

is the time to prove it.

The cause of Allah...

requires people like Ali...

who will not look around but will say, "I, oh prophet of God,"

in our age, too.

Now is not the time to be sad or unravel.

Now is the time to come forward and say...

"I will help, oh, prophet of God"...

so that...

God's cause may not be defeated and the cruel may not defeat it.

May I enter, Sırma Hatun?

Come in.

You sent for me, Sırma Hatun.

What's wrong, Atay Bey?

What are you talking about?

We thought you were a lion.

You turned out to be a nervous rabbit.

Does this uneasiness suit a bey of the Umur?

Not nervousness but caution, Sırma Hatun.

As you know, it is not safe.

I know that it is not safe.

However, at times like these, not the war cries of foes...

but the silence of friends is heard.

If I'd kept silent, my arm would be intact.

Word of it being broken must have reached you,

since you sent for me.

However, it is not my arm...

but my heart that is broken after the loss of our Beybolat Bey.

Now, tell me.

What is it you want?

I cannot heal your arm with a single word...

but I can strengthen your heart.

Speak, I'm listening.

Then listen well.

The bey of the Umur, Beybolat Bey, is alive.

He is with our Mongolian friends.

They have captured Ertuğrul.

Today is our day.

Now is not the time to be cautious...

but to step up like a brave man.

Let's see who's loyal to Beybolat Bey and who isn't.

Gather the beys who will support us.

We're going to set up such a game...

that they will see we won't fit into the grave they dug.

Drink. The journey is long.

Who told you to do that?

No food, no water for him.

Leave my sight. Go.

Bring my provisions.

I've waited for the day you would fall into my grasp.

Now, I will surely not deprive myself the pleasure of tormenting you.

You are like a sleazy dog that brings the hunt to its master.

Or like a rabid dog that chases the bone that is thrown.

If it wasn't for your master's shadow...

you would jump off a cliff again...

you certainly wouldn't stand before me like this.

Our terms were equal, Ertuğrul.

You also had your alps with you.

But what happened?

We slaughtered them before your eyes.

You saw with your own eyes how I drove my sword...

into Turgut's chest.

Look straight into my eyes, Albastı.

See the vengeance that will take your life.

As my sword cuts through your wretched body...

these will be the last eyes you'll see.

Your brother Turgut awaits you, Ertuğrul.

You won't be able to avenge him.

But, don't worry,

you will be reunited very soon.

We have a long way to go, Albastı.

Don't go claiming victory just yet.

What will you do?

Did you look into your dear brother's eyes one last time?

Did you see the fear of death... the terror of Albastı in his eyes?

Don't you worry.

You will have a similar end.

My eyes!

Oh! My eyes!

Bring water, quick. Come on.

I will not give my life...

without taking out those evil eyes.

I will not let you die without vengeance.

Your death will be worse, Ertuğrul.

It will be such a death...

the devil itself will be scared.

Where are you, my bey?

We'll find you. We'll find you, my bey.

We'll find you.

We'll find you.

I won't leave my bey behind.

I won't. I won't.

I won't. I won't.

I'll find my bey. Oh...

Gündoğdu Bey.

Gündoğdu Bey.

Gündoğdu Bey.

My bey. There are tracks here.

These tracks are fresh, Bamsı.

This way, come on, alps.

Come on. Let's go, alps!

-Artuk Bey. -Turgut.

Thank God.

At last, you woke up.

What kind of a miracle is this, oh God?

There is no questioning God's will.

My bey...

How is my bey?

Gündoğdu Bey and Bamsı are looking for him everywhere.

They'll find him sooner or later.

Rest now.

I couldn't protect him.

I couldn't stop that traitor.

Don't trouble yourself with these thoughts now, Turgut.

You need to get well as soon as possible.

I cannot heal before...

I see my bey alive and well...

one last time...

Hopefully you will, Turgut.

God willing.

As long as I have life in me...

I will not surrender to you.

-Come on. -Catch him, quickly.

I knew you would try something.

You had a chance to survive.

Now you've lost that too, Ertuğrul.

I'll tie you to my horse and take you on foot.

It's too early for you to die.

You will die together with your brother Gündoğdu.

Wound him and take him down. Come on.

İlbilge.

It's too early for Ertuğrul Bey to die.

But it's just the right time for you, Albastı.

I should've killed you the first time I suspected you, İlbilge.

The snake has grown.

It has poisoned us.

Gündoğdu Bey.

There is a cave up ahead.

The tracks lead to it but...

there's nobody around.

Let's look in the cave.

We will, Nephew, we will.

However, we must be cautious.

It might be a trap.

All right.

Günkut, tell the alps to surround the cave from both sides.

Come on, lead the way.

All right, my bey.

You have nowhere to run, Albastı.

Neither a cliff to jump off of...

nor a river to be carried away in...

nor a master to come save you.

You forget the power of my sword, Ertuğrul.

If one of us is going to die on this ground...

let our swords decide who that will be.

Everything was for our lineage, İlbilge.

I was the last male in our line.

Our beyhood will perish.

We have died out, İlbilge.

They destroyed us.

Beyhood is not about gender...

but about valor.

You don't have that.

Now, your blood...

will save our lineage's honor.

Your leash is broken.

Your masters' time will also come.

Until the likes of you are wiped out...

this war won't end.

Until the veins of treachery are dried out...

my sword won't rest.

The wounds were for my nephew Süleyman...

and the people you have oppressed until today.

This is for Turgut.

I told you the only thing you'd see before you died would be my eyes.

Any word about Turgut, Abdurrahman?

My bey...

Dumrul, Mergen and all the other alps there were martyred.

Turgut Bey was heavily wounded.

He is at the camp.

You came just in time, İlbilge Hatun.

Now, take his body to the camp.

Tell the people...

that the traitor has been dealt with.

Give him a proper burial.

You are in charge now.

What will you do?

They lured my brother Gündoğdu into a trap.

I have to get to him before something bad happens.

Come on alps, to the horses.

Mother Hayme.

Tell me, my brave boy.

Tell your mother.

My bey...

Has my bey returned, Mother?

He will, God willing.

He will, son.

Hold on, my Turgut.

Hold on.

You've been through much worse, my brave boy.

You'll get through this too, God willing.

We weathered storms.

We weathered hurricanes.

We became water.

You gave us water.

We flowered.

A day came...

when we faded.

We became ashes.

You fanned the flames.

You became our stove.

We had no branches...

you became our knot.

Nobody loved us...

you became our companion.

I had no mother...

you became a mother to me.

I can never repay you, Mother.

I can't.

I'd die for you.

There is no debt, my son.

I did...

what a mother should do for her sons.

It is I who can't repay you.

You knew no night...

no day...

no snow, no hurricane...

you fought...

put your life on the line...

for the honor of our tribe...

of our banner.

Now...

with God's permission...

get back up...

as soon as possible, to fight again.

My body...

might heal...

without seeing my bey...

alive and well.

However...

my heart won't, Mother.

This wound won't heal.

It won't.

If you wish to...

lighten this mother's heart...

get strong as soon as possible...

and stand up, son.

There's the cave, my bey.

Then they must have gone inside.

There are horse tracks everywhere leading to the cave.

What if we're too late?

Hold on, Nephew.

Bamsı.

You wait here with Gündüz.

Günkut, take two alps and come with me.

Come on.

Come on.

Alps, you take precautions, come on.

Translated by: Yurdakul Gündoğdu