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THE STORIES AND CHARACTERS DEPICTED HERE WERE INSPIRED BY OUR HISTORY
NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED DURING THE FILMING OF THIS PRODUCTION
The tributes your khan demands would weaken my state.
It wouldn't do you any good,
even if you were strong, Sultan Giyaseddin.
Power is not important when you are under Ogedei Khan's rule...
obedience is.
I agree to... Ogedei Khan's request.
I will double the tributes I have paid up to now.
But of course you will, Sultan Giyaseddin.
The future of your state and your throne depends on it.
However... I have a request of my own for your khan.
What is it?
When you ride to deliver my answer to your khan,
my emissary will accompany you.
There are important matters I wish to communicate to Ogedei Khan.
I pity that emissary already.
Who will this emissary be?
Ertuğrul Bey.
Ertuğrul?
Husamettin Karaca will give you my decree.
No one will stand in the way of you leaving.
You may go now.
I would be honored to have Ertuğrul Bey's company on the journey.
But be careful you don't provoke Ogedei Khan's anger.
It would break my heart if Ogedei got to take Ertuğrul's head instead of me.
I bring our emperor's greetings and condolences to Ertuğrul Bey.
He sends his deepest regrets over the loss of his dear wife.
Thank you, Commander Romanos.
Our emperor also sends this letter of friendship to Ertuğrul Bey.
We wish to make a strong and lasting peace with you.
Your emperor has frequently made promises of peace to our bey and sultan.
But... each time he breaks it with some new act of treachery.
The hand of peace you extend to us comes dripping with betrayal and blood.
How can you expect us to believe you after everything that's happened?
The Mongols.
What do the Mongols have to do with peace?
The Mongols have taken Crimea. The Black Sea is now under their rule.
They will soon reach Baghdad.
They will surround Anatolia on three sides.
Look, it's just you and us out here.
We have to make peace in order to protect Anatolia from a Mongolian invasion.
We are aware of everything you speak of.
We too are taking precautions as a state.
However, none of that is enough for us to trust you.
In exchange for peace,
our emperor will not challenge your right to settle in Söğüt.
You can settle there whenever you want.
Just agree to unite with us against the Mongols.
Don't try to suggest your emperor is bestowing anything on us.
Söğüt is ours to take.
It's not in our interest to turn away the hand of peace.
We won't let you down.
But, Commander Romanos, if you do let us down, we will destroy you.
If you betray us one more time...
know that we will trample you under our horses hooves.
We both want peace.
Then...
good day to you.
Osman, you are such a beautiful child.
I just got him to sleep. Don't touch him.
What's with the temper?
Why do you protect the child so?
Its own mother wouldn't be so cautious.
Do you not trust me?
You brought the head of Ertuğrul Bey's enemy to the tent.
Ertuğrul Bey trusts you.
However...
even though I didn't bear Osman, I do feed him.
I look after him as if he was my own child.
What harm do you see in me caressing him that causes you to intervene?
Osman didn't eat for a long time.
He has my milk now but he needs to rest to grow stronger.
What's going on, ladies?
We are tending to Osman, Hayme Hatun.
God bless him. He is like a ray of light, praise be.
It's obvious he will be a wonderful child.
Sugay, my girl.
Are you all right? You look so tired.
I hope nothing is wrong.
As you said, I am a little tired, Hayme Hatun.
I will rest as soon as Osman recovers a little more of his strength.
All right, my girl.
Ertuğrul Bey is inside. You may see him.
Your brother fell asleep at last.
Father, you've taken care of us since my mother left.
You feed us, give us water, dress us, and put us to sleep.
Of course I do, son.
But you also have your duty to do.
How is it you're always looking after us?
Maybe you should think about getting us a new mother, Father.
-May I enter, Ertuğrul Bey? -Come, Almila Hatun.
My condolences, Ertuğrul Bey.
Thank you.
-What is it? -I came about a matter of trade.
But I can see you are busy.
Come, sit down.
Talk to me, Almila Hatun.
Our hides have proved popular with the people.
I spoke to the Rum notables. They too liked our hides very much.
They want to buy a great number from us.
Our earnings will increase and it will provide work for the people here.
And you will make earnings through the tax due to you.
I want authority from you
to agree the deal and set it in motion with the Rum merchants.
With the honesty you've shown at Hanli bazaar
you helped us establish a more just system, Almila Hatun.
On top of that, by bringing me the head of Kritos after the tannery raid,
you gained my trust.
I would like to receive you at my tent this evening.
We can talk about this matter in more detail.
As you wish, Ertuğrul Bey. Thank you.
May God allow you to see the day your sons wield swords, Ertuğrul Bey.
Amen.
The Mongols killed my mother and father.
My brother and I grew up alone.
Your sons are very fortunate to have a father like you
and a grandmother like Mother Hayme to take care of them.
You tend to your sons despite your other responsibilities.
May God always keep you with them.
Amen, Almila Hatun.
-Excuse me. -You may go.
Gündüz, see to the bed so I can put your brother down.
Men, this is the way to Söğüt.
Those in the vanguard will take measures to establish where the tribe will be set.
A unit is to be positioned at stages along the road to ensure safe passage.
Two units, one at the front and one at the rear, will escort the convoy.
-May I enter, my Bey? -Come.
My bey, a commander has arrived from Konya.
He says he brings an important letter from the sultan.
A letter from the sultan? Show him in.
-Begin preparations. -As you command, my Bey.
What's this about a letter from our sultan, commander?
Our sultan commands Ertuğrul Bey act as envoy to the Mongol Khan Ogedei.
Envoy to Ogedei?
This is the sealed order, my Bey.
And these are to be entrusted to Ertuğrul Bey.
-Is there a situation, Commander? -I don't know, my Bey.
The sultan's personal demands are contained in these documents.
They need to be given to Ertuğrul Bey immediately.
All right.
Then let's get them to Ertuğrul Bey right now.
Can I come in?
My Osman.
My brave son who came as a gift.
May God render you fortunate.
I thank God for sending you to me.
Sugay Hatun.
May God bless you too.
You came at my darkest hour...
and what you brought kept my Osman alive.
You provided hope... for Osman and for me.
In his mother's absence...
you took him as your own.
It was very hard to bear the loss of my own child.
But... Osman has come into my life like the sun.
God has allowed me to nurse this beautiful child.
I would like to bring him up worthy of God.
You and I are being tested severely, Sugay Hatun.
What God sends...
we must accept without question.
From now on... my home is your home.
And Osman...
will always be a son of yours.
That would please me greatly, Ertuğrul Bey.
My dear mother. My doe-eyed mother.
If only you knew how much I missed you already.
If you came back now... I'd hug you so tight.
If you would say once more to me, "My Gündüz, my valiant son",
I'd never upset you again and I'd always do what you said.
If only you knew how much I missed you, Mother.
My brothers are so small.
My father does everything he can to tend to our every need.
But how can he carry this burden on his own?
What will we do without you, Mother?
Son.
Ibnu'l Arabi, sir.
Were you pouring water over your mother's grave and praying, son?
Yes, sir.
Good for you.
He who visits his mother's grave to pray and pour water over it...
is a very dutiful child.
Thank you, sir.
However, I'm very upset my mother went away.
I want to stand tall. But it is very hard.
Come now.
Come and sit.
I want to tell you about someone.
When this boy was still in his mother's womb
he lost his father.
He was born fatherless.
He lost his mother as a small child and soon after that his grandfather too,
the man who had taken him under his wing.
Cruel men who saw he had no one... pursued him without mercy.
They wanted to turn him from his cause.
They tortured and tormented him.
They despised him and poured dirt over his head... while he was praying.
He sought to enlighten their dark souls...
but those cruel men just made fun of him.
If that wasn't enough, they had him stoned.
But even as he was being stoned...
he did not pray ill of those who had ordered it.
He prayed they should be saved.
He then saw the loss of his precious wife, his beloved and his source of comfort...
and also his uncle, who had protected him.
These losses weighed so heavily on his heart
the year was deemed "the year of sorrow".
He buried his young children with his own hands.
Do you know what he did in the face of all this pain, son?
What did he do, sir?
He showed no sign of despair.
He spoke not a word of defiance against his fate.
With determination...
and with loyalty to his cause...
he continued on his path.
Who is this blessed person, sir?
Why did he have to endure so much?
The master of the universe...
he who was sent as a blessing to the realms...
our great prophet Muhammed Mustafa, my son.
Our Prophet was steadfast and compassionate.
He was patient in the face of so many trials.
My father tells us to follow our Prophet's path
and let him guide us.
I guess that's why.
My son, this world is full of things which will test us.
God demands the most of the ones he loves the most.
Because if God loves a person...
he strengthens them and helps them rise by making them endure such ordeals.
You know, the further back an arrow is pulled...
the further it flies when released.
It falls on you now to take care of your brothers.
To support your father.
If you make the effort...
God will reward you with the patience and resilience to see it through.
God willing, sir.
Come now, let us pray for the souls of our Prophet...
and of Halime Sultan.
I told them, "If you ever betray this peace...
we will trample you under our horses hooves," my Bey.
Good, Turgut.
We need to be cautious.
Keep your eyes and ears open.
Byzantium has ten tongues and every one of them lies.
The doors to Söğüt are now open to us, my Bey.
Söğüt...
Halime and I...
would often talk about the home we would create there.
We were going to further our tribe...
and our lineage there.
My Bey...
That blessed home will still be built there, thanks to you.
We will further our tribe and lineage.
My father...
died in my arms.
I've lost so many loved ones, Bamsı.
But the pain of losing Halime...
cuts into my heart like a knife.
With every passing moment, it cuts me deeper.
I know, my Bey, I know.
I know only too well how that pain takes root in your heart.
It seems...
we only truly understand...
the value of our loved ones when they are gone.
I wish I'd given her more of my time while she was alive.
I would give the world to have her here by my side
so that I may look into her eyes one more time.
When a man buries his beloved,
he buries half his heart beside her, my Bey.
That is true, Turgut.
And what's left of our heart belongs to our children...
and our cause.
If not this way...
the pain of our loss would make the world unendurable.
We...
need to collect ourselves.
We should not...
make an extravagant display of either our pain or our love.
-You're right, my Bey. -You're right, my Bey.
Come now, my brave men.
Can I come in?
Welcome, my son.
Praise be... Osman is growing stronger, Mother.
Thank God.
Thank God for sending Sugay Hatun to you, my son.
She treats Osman as if he were her own.
If it hadn't been for her...
where would our Osman be now?
Thank God, Mother.
Sugay Hatun is a part of our family now.
As you ordered... a tent is being prepared for her.
It will be ready soon, God willing.
God willing, Mother.
What would I have done if I'd not had you here with me, Mother?
May God always keep you with us.
My valiant boy.
You have survived many ordeals.
You have walked fiery paths.
But you never gave up.
I know.
The pain of losing Halime lies heavy on your heart.
But even in your saddest moments...
you still thought of your children, of your family, of your tribe.
May God always keep you with us, my son.
My Gündüz, my Savci, my Osman...
they are all my sons.
They are a piece of me.
Be comforted by that.
Mother.
What could those drums herald?
I hope all is well.
The alps are outside, Mother. They'll come and tell us soon.
He burned everything down!
Alps! Alps!
Return your swords to their scabbards!
We need to find out first what has given this bastard the audacity to come here.
I come in peace.
What peace? We've no time for your lies, Noyan!
How dare you come here?
I come here at the order of Ogedei, Khan of Khans...
and at the request of your sultan, Giyaseddin.
What did the dog say?
Here is your sultan's decree.
He burned everything we had!
What are you doing, woman?
-Murderer! -Punish him!
This bastard put my tribe to the sword. Let go of me!
-I'm going to kill this dog, let go! -Calm down, woman.
Are you going to allow...
a half-crazed woman to attack Ogedei's envoy?
Oguz Alp, get Almila Hatun out of here.
If you don't punish the greatest devil this world has ever known,
tell Ertuğrul Bey I will torment him in this world and the next!
-Oguz Alp. -Let go! Let go of me!
Let go!
Tell Ertuğrul Bey I am here.
Abdurrahman.
Go to Ertuğrul Bey immediately.
-Kill him! -Take his head!
Kill him!
Get rid of him!
-May I enter, my Bey? -Come, Abdurrahman.
-My Bey. -What's all the noise, Abdurrahman?
Noyan.
He has come here to see you at the request of our sultan.
-What are you saying, Abdurrahman? -My God.
My God, give me strength.
Our sultan's decree, my Bey.
Tell Artuk Bey, Turgut Bey and Bamsı to go to my tent and wait for me there.
-Let Noyan wait. -As you command, my Bey.
What does this dog want from us, son? What is he doing here?
Our Sultan entrusts Noyan's life to me in his decree, Mother.
He wants us to treat him as our guest.
But he is to say why... with his own messengers.
What is it, Almila Hatun?
I come from the tribe, Günalp Bey. Noyan just turned up there.
-Noyan? -Noyan.
He was one of the bastards who murdered my family.
I'd have killed him but the alps stopped me.
All right. We ride to the tribe too.
Let's hurry. God speed.
God speed, Günalp Bey.
Why do you show yourself like this, brother, why?
That woman rides just like the Mongols do, my Bey.
Her horse is like theirs, too.
I noticed. Come on.
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