RESURRECTION ERTUGRUL
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Bey, dinner is ready. Come to the table.
Dundar, come on, come to the table, son.
I will come as soon as I finish this, mother.
Always be like that, my boy. Finish the job at hand first.
-Selcan? -Yes, mother?
-Bring the molasses, my girl. -Yes, mother.
Where is Gundogdu?
He went to check the shepherds, he will come in a few minutes.
Put another plate on the table. For Sungurtekin.
If he comes back one day, he should know that his place is ready at the table.
Come on then. Why is Gundogdu late?
He will come, mother.
In the name of God.
Well, son? You returned with a big hunt.
Something like that, Bey.
What kind of luck is this, brother? You are like a lightning pulling tree.
You attract all kinds of trouble to yourself.
The innocents were under attack. We did what we could do.
Who are they? Where do they come from?
They were captured by the crusaders. The man is a trader.
The crusaders must be from Antioch Countship.
Knights don’t freely transport captives in the Seljuk territory.
Well?
What I mean is, the Seljuks must know about these prisoners.
There were no Seljuk soldiers with them.
Sooner or later, the kind of trouble you called will be revealed, Ertugrul.
What should have I done, brother? Turn my back and leave?
Both of you stop talking. Host them in a way worthy of our tribe.
We will see what the future holds.
It is over, father. You are saved. You will be healed.
-Do we have permission? -Come in, Bey.
How is he?
It is up to God from now on.
With your permission.
Come in, Aykiz.
Aykiz.
Turgut’s sweetheart.
I wanted to ask whether you need anything or not.
Thank you.
-We have been a big burden on you. -Don’t say that.
Bamsi Beyrek and Dogan are preparing their tent for you, you can stay there tonight.
I...
...should stay with my father.
Rest a bit tonight. You look very tired.
Your father will need you more when he wakes up tomorrow.
Don’t worry, I will stay with your father.
Bey, how did you let the boil get so big?
We carry so many problems on our backs, Hayme.
Will we be afraid of one this small?
If you had crushed its head when it was small, it would have been long gone.
The jackals used to live in the mountains, now they are inside our tribe.
They wait for my slightest mistake to attack.
I hide it so that they don’t know about my weakness.
It is better to bite your lip and sit with pain...
...rather than giving them something to talk about.
At least, you should have told Akcakoca.
I did, woman, I did. He is preparing an ointment to cure me.
We will put in on at night, if God permits.
What happened? Are you thinking about our guests?
I don’t know what kind of a smoky candle this wick has lit.
-Did you wear it? -Yes.
-How is it? -It is beautiful, Aykiz.
Let me see.
Dear God. You look like a queen from a palace, Halime.
You look so beautiful.
What happened? Did I say something wrong?
No. I just found it strange for you to say that.
Wait, let us put the head piece as well.
Turgut Alp got this for me.
Dear God! Why did you give it to me then?
Because I knew that it would suit you. Let me see?
I was right.
When is your wedding?
After we migrate from this moorland, if God permits.
Isn’t it very hard to be the wife of an Alp?
If his heart is beating for me, who cares how hard it is?
The only thing I want is for him to be back safe and sound.
As long as there is no death.
-Shall we braid your hair, if you want? -Alright.
Do you have a man in your life?
After my mother died, the only thing that was in my life was being a mother...
...to my brother Yigit and be a companion to my father.
-Anyway, which man would want... -Are you out of your mind?
Men would fight, they would turn the world upside down for you.
When was the last time you looked at yourself in a mirror?
Wait.
Isn't he the brother of the infidel called Titus?
Yes, sir. Bisol.
Send these bodies to the Templars.
We will be dealing with Titus as well now.
You! You! Come here!
Load this one on a horse.
-Which tribe does this seal belong to? -Kayi tribe, sir.
So they are Kayis.
If they are with Suleyman Shah, our job is very difficult.
Could that shepherd head resist the Seljuk?
-May you have a good morning, Ertugrul. -You too.
I brought you some food.
You did not need to bother, Gokce Baci.
-How is our wounded guest? -Fine. He should be up in a few days.
If God permits. May God give him health and hope he does not bring any trouble.
I will be back in a while and we can go to the weaving area.
Alright, Aykiz.
Is my father better, Ertugrul Bey?
Yes, much better.
You will see when you go in.
His fever has gone down. We can take him to your tent tonight, if God permits.
Did you see the girl?
She already has Ertugrul eating from her hands.
You can only see him in your dreams from now on.
Did you sleep well?
It has been years since I slept so peacefully.
In the forest you said Templars.
Yes.
Who are they?
An order that fights for Jerusalem.
They are very strong and ruthless.
Their only aim is to take revenge on Jerusalem.
If they are so strong, what did they want from you?
-Is this the Seljuk territory? -Yes.
Do you have an issue with the Seljuks, Halime?
Not at all. What issue can the great Seljuks have with us?
Towel.
-What is wrong with you, my girl? -Nothing, father. I didn’t see it.
But you can still say what you want to say, right?
A thing cannot become reality just because you want it very much. I learned this.
From whom?
We were going to get married with Turgut after the migration, we yearned for it.
The winter is knocking at our door and we still don’t know where we will go to.
I understand. You are as impatient as your late mother.
Take a look around you. Can we survive the winter on a mountain this high?
Why do you think we have headquarters? Why do all the neighboring Beys come to...
...our Suleyman Shah’s marquee?
We will sit, we will talk and we will solve this matter, if God permits.
Don’t you worry about it. We should not be late.
My dear sweet girl, Aykiz.
They will be gathering for headquarters, Kurdoglu. Nobody knows what to do.
We will get over this, with God’s help.
Kurdoglu, the mountain is silent, the rivers don’t babble anymore...
...we have no rain. We are stranded in this moorland.
If we don’t move quickly our herds will perish, our babies will die.
Well? What is on your minds?
A horse neighs according to its owner, Kurdoglu. Our warning is to you.
Weigh in on the decisions.
Suleyman Shah is weak. He can’t even ride a horse now.
In other words, Kurdoglu...
...horse belongs to who rides it, sword belongs to who gird it.
Mother?
I came to Akcakoca to get some healing herbs.
He is out. Tell me what you want, I will bring them to you, mother.
No, I will come and pick them up later.
Our guest.
Numan Bey’s daughter. Halime.
Welcome to our tribe, my girl. How is your father, did he recover?
-Yes. -I am glad. May God heal him.
Our tents are always open for you. If you have a problem, do not hesitate...
...come and tell me immediately, alright? -May God bless you, Hayme Hanim.
Not on the ground, not in the air...
...only in the hearts of devoted believers...
...the One that creates, makes all creation one...
...in the name of God, most Merciful and most Graceful.
Between the blue skies and dark ground, let our blood, our clan, our tribe...
...our homes, our sons, our daughters...
...be united, be free, be keen.
In the presence of our most just Bey, may we bless our headquarters.
-Amen. -Amen.
In the 99 names of our Great God, Who creates with only saying “let be”...
...Who fills our hearts with belief. In the name of God.
Thank you.
My beys, my warriors, the leaders of my clans.
Welcome and be blessed.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Thank God that before we set on the road to sell our goods, a trader has come.
I say that we sell our goods to this trader at prime value...
...and save from the travel expenses.
That would be fine if our only problem was the goods.
We don’t have any pastures left to graze our stock.
They cannot drink water, cannot give milk. They are all starving to death.
We need to find a solution immediately.
I also see the despair. We sent messengers to all beys in the region.
We asked for a territory but famine is everywhere.
Moreover, Turkmen tribes running away from the Mongol invasion are everywhere.
What shall we do, shall we draw our swords against our brothers for a pasture?
Is God’s merciful treasure is closed, Bey? We have been camping here for months.
We cannot find a solution. When did Kayis became so desperate?
-Isn’t there anywhere for us to go? -If we cannot find a solution...
...how can we sustain our tribe?
Since when have we forgotten God, the Bringer of Prosperity.
Our souls are kneaded with patience.
Whatever he blesses us with, we should be happy.
We learned what patience is by traveling without a home, Wild Demir.
Our wish is that our descendants don’t wonder about without a home as well...
...don’t tell us what patience is.
When did I ever leave you without clothes or food, for you to worry so much?
Never, Bey. I did not mean like that.
Bey, you never let us go bare or hungry. At the same time we never let you be...
...without soldiers or weapons.
Bey, we say that we should find a new home and migrate from here.
-To where? -Anywhere where our sheep can live.
Let us go back to our forefathers’ lands. They say the Mongols are getting weaker.
Whoever says this is a liar! The Mongol bandits are like hungry wolf packs.
Didn’t anyone think of a solution, Bey?
Aleppo.
I heard that Ameer of Aleppo, El Aziz is gathering an army against the crusaders.
What do you have in mind, my nephew?
I say that, we should send an envoy to Ameer of Aleppo, El Aziz.
He should say, “you give us a home, we shall give you soldiers with weapons.”
This way we can fight with the crusaders to become veterans and at the same time...
...we could have a place we can call home.
Aleppo.
We should act at once, Bey.
Since when do we give a decision before I say the last word?
I am sorry, Bey.
Do you accept Gundogdu’s suggestion, Agas?
-We accept. -Yes.
I find it suitable as well. May it be prosperous, if God permits.
-If God permits. -If God permits.
Who will go as the envoy, Bey?
Ertugrul!
Suleyman Shah, some tactless people in your tribe has put a smear in our honor.
The honor of the Sultan who gave a home to my tribe is my honor, Karatoygar.
What did we do to dishonor Sultan Aladdin and his commander?
This axe came out of the man you killed.
-Did you forget the axe there? -I did.
You ambushed an ambassador regiment and slaughtered their knights.
As if that was not enough, you kidnapped the three prisoners...
...the regiment was taking to the Sultan. Give back those prisoners.
You talk like you don’t know our customs, Karatoygar!
We do not hand over guests who have come to our tribe.
Especially if they are wounded.
I came here as the representative of the Seljuk Sultan.
You have to obey my orders as if they are coming out of the Sultan’s mouth.
Or else, you know what would happen, Suleyman Shah.
We live and die with our customs, Karatoygar!
We know that the Sultan is ruling the state but he would...
...put his forefather Oguz’s customs first, then sit on his throne.
You cannot have a sultan from a man who doesn’t know customs and tradition.
You cannot be a Bey or a man!
And we would not have anything to do with someone who is not a man!
You should know this as a commander of the Great Seljuk.
This was my last word.
You can go now.
We asked you nicely, Suleyman Shah. You have two days.
If you don’t give them, we know how to come and get them.
Don’t oppose the Seljuk.
You know what would happen otherwise.
-What is my father trying to do? -He is too old to know what he is doing.
I told you that it would all be revealed soon. This is only the beginning.
Stay here.
Seljuk Sultan Aladdin Kayqubad’s first assistant.
Commander of Haremzshahs.
Right hand man of the Khalifa, Omar.
Now all the Muslim world shall cry out revenge.
Then it will be the turn of the Papacy.
Bisol!
Who did this?
They ambushed the regiment who was taking the prisoners.
I said who?
Kayis.
But we don’t know who.
Ertugrul!
You caused all this!
Don’t shout at me, brother.
When will you stop being a stubborn brat? You don’t care for anyone.
Not your father, nor your tribe!
What would have you done?
Would you turn away and go?
The Gundogdu I know is not that kind of a man.
The Gundogdu I know would not step on justice or fairness.
Justice. Fairness. What justice? What fairness?
Look at the state of this tribe! It is cracking up!
Hunger is all around us! Winter is coming and we don’t even know where to go!
The animals are starving to death.
Justice. Fairness. Open your eyes!
Open your eyes! Look around you!
Right in the middle of the headquarters!
Look at what you did when matters of life or death were discussed.
How will this tribe stand strong, Ertugrul? How?
Forgive me, father. I could not protect him.
I could not.
The world is not left to anyone, let alone us, Aktolgali.
What should a man live for, in this world of lies?
What should he ride to? What should he gird his sword for?
Why should he have a home?
Why do we have states, customs or homes?
The tyrant is going to make the sky fall on us if we don’t give him the guests.
Wouldn’t the sky fall on us if we do?
If we don’t give them, my father will be in trouble.
What should I do, Aktolgali?
For a world where we cannot even command one breath...
...are we going to give up? Are we going to submit to the tyrant?
Won’t our customs fall silent then?
Won’t our fire burn out then?
Right, Aktolgali?
Karatoygar is a big tyrant. He would do everything in his power.
Aleppo was a good thought, Gundogdu. You showed everyone your intelligence...
...as well as the next Bey when the time comes.
We need to get rid of this Karatoygar from our backs.
When my father says “customs” he never backs down.
Ertugrul, look at the problems you created for us.
We need to convince my father. If we convince him, Ertugrul would back down.
You talk like you don’t know your father.
He would not give them even if the sky fell down.
What will we do then?
Your father told me that he will send me to Karatoygar as an envoy.
I will do anything that is required.
Ertugrul Bey.
Do you have time?
What happened? Is there a problem?
No. This is something else.
I am listening.
I heard that Karatoygar came. He wanted us.
-Yes, he did. -Don’t put your tribe in danger for us.
We can take care of ourselves.
My father is getting better. We can leave within two days.
Even if all the world were against us, we would not deliver you to those tyrants.
If you get in a fight with Karatoygar, there would be consequences.
Don’t worry. We Kayis know how to handle all hardships.
What’s up?
I cannot sleep, mother.
Sit down.
What do you dwell on now?
I fell into a fire, mother. I fell right in the middle of it.
I would not mind if I got burnt alone, but I threw the whole tribe into fire.
When you were at the point of falling, did you know that it would come to this?
Whether you would be facing those infidel bandits...
...or that said commander being allies with the crusaders?
Could you have closed your eyes and turned your back to the...
-...cries of that gazelle eyed beauty? -How could I, mother?
You could not. You would not, my son. You could not.
You couldn’t have known that it would come to this when you went hunting...
...that you would be throwing the whole tribe into fire with yourself.
You threw us in.
Yes, you did.
The fire can burn a dough and turn it into ash...
...or it may cook the dough into bread.
It was He who took you to that place you fell.
You don’t have the right to protest His decision, nor does the tribe.
This is a test from the Great God. In this test we can either turn to ash...
...or transform into bread. So don’t listen to those whispers inside you...
...or to the presumptuous people inside the tribe.
Become a soldier of our customs and stand strong behind your father’s decisions.
May God never take you or my father away from leading us.
May God protect you, my son.
Come on, take this water and put it to your father’s side.
I brought you water, father.
Give me some.
I should have been there instead of you.
I will fight until the blood of the ones who did this to you is dried up.
I will fight until the last one of them is in a grave.
You will be revenged, my brother. I promise you.
If God won’t be by my side on this path, I will turn to devils.
I will bring hell upon the Turkmens.
I will be their wrath until the day I die.
I promise you.
Forgive me, father.
That was it, Ilyas Fakih. I didn’t know how to interpret this dream.
But a lump of fire has been burning inside me since last night.
There are two options, Bey.
First one is, hard times await us.
The second is...
...this may be a spiritual order on who will be your successor.
Translation: Suzan Mıhladız