RESURRECTION ERTUGRUL
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Why is it dark in here?
Rahman!
Yes, Bey?
Why are these oil lamps not lit, Rahman?
I don’t know, Bey.
You would not be aware even if doomsday had started.
Bey?
-Find something and block that tear. -Yes, Bey.
No one will know about what happened here.
Don’t ever leave my father alone.
Yes, Bey.
Thank God. The cramps were a good news.
Road to motherhood is painful but the end is a blessing.
You made us happy in these hard times.
May God permit us to hold the child in our arms.
If God permits, mother.
If my Bey father recovers soon, he would be happy too.
Of course he would. We were yearning for a grandchild for a long time.
Of course he would be happy.
-Sister. -My Gokce.
Gundogdu...
Son, we have good news.
Our bride Selcan is pregnant.
He will continue our progeny and become Bey of the tribe, if God permits.
If God permits. Thank you, mother.
-May you be blessed. -Thank you, Gokce Hatun.
You should not have left my Bey father alone.
He is not alone, Hatun. Rahman is with him.
You take care and do not worry about other things.
What a bitch.
First she sent me to the tent. Then sent her husband after me.
So she wanted Suleyman Shah dead in order to take revenge for her father Alpsungur.
And she was going to make me a bait for Gundogdu at the same time.
Two birds with one stone.
I could not work out the bitch’s game.
When a wolf gets old, it becomes the laughingstock of the dogs.
What do you say, Alpargu? Are we too old now?
Their cries tear my heart apart. I wish we could kill them before setting on fire.
This illness is not like the ones you know, son.
If you touch the meat or blood of these animals, the whole tribe would be doomed.
Our Holy Mother, give me a sign to bring a tinge of hope.
If my father is alive and if I can meet him...
...give me a sign.
Your highness...
...are you here?
Amen.
You told me that you were prepared to learn the truth.
Then come with me.
-Is it here? -Yes.
You never saw me, your highness.
Is my father behind this door?
-Father? -My daughter?
-Father! -My girl!
Father!
-Father! -My girl!
Father, I thought you were killed years ago.
I always thought of you. Hope of seeing you again kept me alive.
Father, why are you here?
Your mother, your sister and you are in my dreams every night.
-Mother... -What happened to your mother, my girl?
We lost her to plague last year.
Father, why are they holding you here?
Uncle told us that you were dead.
Does my uncle know that you are here?
I will talk with him and take you out of here.
My girl!
Father?
My girl!
-Father. -My daughter.
My baby!
My baby! My Elanora!
My baby, my Elanora!
Help me God!
In short, Ertugrul Bey, just like the poet says...
I burned and turned to ash I became a guide for the sufferers
I was a Shah and became a subject With the fire of your love
With your permission, Bey.
It is your turn to take watch.
I could not sleep.
Halime.
You know that...
...I have a thousand problems.
Their solutions are in my power...
...and my power is in my belief.
But there is one problem.
It is the most beautiful problem...
...but it burns my heart.
And its solution is only with you.
That beautiful eyed gazelle swept away my feet and made me join its path.
It took me to you and threw me to the sea of love.
I was just about to kill it but...
...it burned my heart with a fire of love.
What I am trying to say is...
...since the first moment I saw you... -Please, Ertugrul. Stop.
I shall not.
I cannot send you away with my own hands.
Do not go.
Stay with me.
Be the sultan of my heart, the mother of my children...
...and my companion till the end.
You are a valiant and honest brave with a good heart, Ertugrul Bey.
We owe you not one but a thousand lives.
But my fate is sealed a long time ago.
I cannot leave my father and brother in a world of unknown to go after love.
When I could not even become the sultan of the palace I was born in...
...I cannot be the sultan of your heart.
This is your tongue talking.
What about your heart?
What does your heart say, Halime?
My heart and my tongue talk the same.
Don’t go.
Halime!
Halime?
Halime!
Halime! Halime!
Halime!
-Halime! -Halime!
Halime. Halime.
Halime, my girl!
Hold down the rear! Let us separate. We will meet in Aleppo!
We shall separate.
Halime.
-Sister? -Come on, boy! Come on.
-Sister! -Come on!
-Sister. -Come on, we are going.
Go on. Quick! Quick!
Sir, they are running away.
Ertugrul is trapped now...
...let us catch the small Shahzade to please Ustad.
Get the horses.
You carry on, Shahzade. I will catch up with you.
Come on. Come on!
Bey, you catch up with them. We will guard your back.
Quick, to the horses!
That bitch called Selcan shall regret the day she was born.
She will pay for the trick she played on me dearly.
I shall breath down her neck like death.
There is no end to tricks in Selcan.
She walks in the tribe like a ball of fire.
She bellows the fire anywhere she likes.
And if my name is Kurdoglu...
...I know how to turn that fire into ash.
You shall take one life of that double lived bitch.
Before she can hold her baby in her arms...
...before she can brag about giving a grandchild to the Bey bloodline...
...that baby shall die.
Get out of the way.
My dear lamb...
...I brought you water, get up.
Was it you...
...who killed my father Baybora?
Here you are, my girl.
May it be easy on you.
May it be easy on you, Baci.
With God’s permission, we are ready, Gundogdu Bey.
What happened, Bey? Is there something that clouds your heart, that worries you?
There are dangers everywhere, Wild Demir.
I will allocate some trusted Alps for your journey.
You are son of a Bey, you are a Bey.
You don’t need to tell me everything.
But if there is something I need to know...
...you would tell me, right, my Bey?
I always say that caution is a virtue.
We cannot even trust the clouds on top or the wind that blows.
Anyway, you should start your own preparations.
Don’t talk like that, Bey. What preparation a man like me can have?
I just need to say goodbye to someone, while there is still time.
I will handle that in the mean time.
Yigit!
Was it you...
...who killed my father Baybora?
Baybora was like a brother to me.
Your father was killed by those who see us as a threat to their Seigniory.
What are you trying to say?
You should understand, the killer of your father is Suleyman Shah.
Could those who we say Bey and Shah, those who we crown, kill us, father?
But if I am your son...
...I shall make them pay for it.
Amen.
I am going, my dear wife. We are migrating again.
The caravan is ready.
But this time, you will not be in the caravan.
You will not see our new homeland.
When we set up our camp, the first thing we will do will be to wed Aykiz.
That day...
...I shall cry quietly in a corner.
As you are not beside me, you won’t be able to wipe my tears.
Aykiz will give me a grandson when the time comes.
You won’t be able to hold those little hands and feet.
My battle worn and battered heart...
...will be even more worn out being without you.
But no one will need to say: “Come on. Get up, Wild Demir.
Who will make weapons for the Alps of this tribe other than you?”
Isn’t this world a temporary moorland for everyone, my loved one?
When the time comes, I shall join the caravan that goes to the real home.
We will meet then.
Knowing this is enough for me, my love.
The woman I saw the first time I opened my eyes, the woman I gave my heart and loved.
Until then, while you are under this cold ground...
...I shall be feeling cold even in front of the ironsmith’s fire.
I wanted you to know that. May God bless you.
My sincere condolences, son.
The world is like that. An inn with two doors.
Thank you, Master Demir. The world is the innkeeper, we are the travelers.
Those who finish the number of breaths given to them go under the ground.
You are right, Bozok. May God give you more patience.
Anyway, see you in the camp. Peace be upon you.
Peace be upon you, Master Demir. May you have a good journey.
-Yigit! -Don’t move!
Drop down the axe. I would cut his throat!
Tie him up.
Halt!
We need go faster, Shahzade.
She loses more blood as the horse goes faster, Ertugrul.
We shall rest here.
Ertugrul and the rest...
...you caught them...
...right?
Sir, Ertugrul and others...
Did you let them escape?
Sir, spare us.
Gokce, put these ointments in a place we can find easily.
-We cannot waste time during the journey. -Alright, mother.
Selcan, don’t lift heavy things. God forbid, you have pains as it is.
Do you know what I think?
It is not wise for you stay back with the caravan while you are pregnant.
Come with us in this journey.
Thank you, mother. I do not know what Gundogdu would say.
I do not think that he would oppose but...
...you are right, he is your Bey, you should ask him.
You take the arms rack.
Gundogdu...
...Mother Hayme says...
...I do not want to worry, you should come with us as well.
She is worried after last night.
How come? What happened last night for her to worry?
Because of my cramps. She is afraid that I would get tired in the caravan...
...and something might happen to the baby.
You are staying here as well. After last night, I would get worried too.
I want you to be in front of my eyes all the time.
So you worry for my son. You want to be beside him.
As you wish, Gundogdu.
Translation: Suzan Mıhladız