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THE STORIES AND CHARACTERS DEPICTED HERE WERE INSPIRED BY OUR HISTORY
Bamsi...
Who is it wrapped in a flagged this time?
Bamsi, please go inside. Come.
Bamsi, stay with me. Bamsi!
Bamsi. Please stop, stay with me.
Stop!
-Stop! -Bamsi!
No! Who is it?
Who is it?
-No! -Bamsi...
-Stop! Bamsi! -No!
Don't look!
-Mother... -Don't...
My son!
-Mother Hayme! -My son!
Mother! Say he isn't.
Say he isn't.
Say no.
Say it is not our bey, Mother.
My son!
Say he isn't.
Say no.
Fire can't burn our bey. Say it.
Say it.
He died in the name of Allah.
Fire doesn't burn a hero of Allah. Say it.
My son!
Bey!
I couldn't shield you as an alp.
I couldn't save you as a brother, Bey.
I wish I had choked on my bread,
I wish my eyes were covered with blood
so I didn't have to see you like this.
Is this how I have to see you after awaiting your victory?
Mother!
Mother! Mother!
Is this my father?
Bamsi?
Bamsi, who is this?
Who is this Bamsi?
It is Bey!
Turgut!
Turgut.
Turgut! No fire can burn our bey, Brother.
No fire can burn our bey, Brother.
Did they burn my bey?
Alps.
I won't let him go.
My child.
Bey!
My son!
Bey!
Long live Commander Ares!
Let them have fun until morning, Lukas.
Let them keep on drinking until Ertuğrul is laying underground.
Today is the happiest day in Karacahisar.
Yes, sir.
Sir,
this is slave trader Simko.
I know him from Nicaea.
He is a very famous trader.
He wants to have the distinct honor of meeting you.
Greetings, Commander Ares.
I heard that you allow beautiful slaves to join this wonderful feast of yours.
So, here I am with all my beautiful slaves.
Because there would be no better chance for me to meet you.
Why do you want to meet me?
People praise the trade here
and I'm planning to do trade here.
But to do this,
I should meet a powerful landlord like yourself
and collaborate.
You look like a smart trader.
Thank you, Tekfur Ares.
I have a small present for you in honor of our meeting.
If you wish, I would like to present it to you.
Before his forty days have passed,
we have to avenge him!
We have to.
Help me, God!
Looking at the slaves you have Simko, it is obvious you're a good slave trader.
This beauty is Marya.
We call her, Mermaid.
Immaculate, innocent
and a rosebud.
Mermaid, huh?
Beautiful.
Very beautiful.
As the start of our good collaboration,
I kindly
ask you to accept this beauty as my present.
Only the wise traders think of presenting such a precious thing.
It is clear that you're a good trader Simko.
I like your generosity.
And I always need good traders.
Clearly, we won't have any difficulty building good relations.
It's a great honor for me, Tekfur Ares.
Lukas!
Settle my present in a comfortable room, she will rest until tomorrow.
I'll go on feasting tomorrow with Marya, after Ertuğrul's funeral.
Go, come on.
Where?
Where are you going?
How...
did they throw you into the fire, Bey?
How did they do away with you?
Bey...
We are all burning inside.
And thinking that the bey was burned by these daemon bastards...
burns us a thousand times.
This happened...
because of me.
You are not to blame, Brother Bamsi.
Turgut Alp is right.
Now,
it is time...
to keep the hand on the sword.
Those who think of anything but revenge,
may they be ruined!
After...
Ertuğrul Bey is buried...
it is time...
to disregard our lives
and to face death!
Yes!
Revenge is honor!
And we owe this honor to our bey and to our tent!
He who runs from his debt, may he drown in blood!
Yes!
From now on...
it is your duty...
to look after the tent...
and to avenge your brother.
Therefore...
no later than tomorrow...
gather the beylic council.
Our law orders this.
Gündüz.
Come, Gündüz.
Come, my brother's lion.
Halime.
Halime, don't cry in front of the child.
We've perished, don't let him perish too.
I thought I saw Ertuğrul when I saw him by the door.
Father, wake up, Father!
Come on, Father!
Gündüz, my nephew.
Let's go to your brother.
I won't!
Father, come on, wake up, Father.
Don't.
Don't, my son.
I'd die for you, don't Gündüz.
Father, wake up.
God, how do I console this little child?
Mercy, God. Mercy.
The Oghuz insignia,
these three arrows and the bow,
would have ruled of the world.
Now they are the insignia of your funeral, Son.
My condolences.
Did the earth bare its heart for my son, Turgut?
It did, Mother.
We come and go in this world
and find death in the end.
I envy Mother Earth for taking my man.
How can Earth cover you, Ertuğrul?
How can the earth keep you?
Ertuğrul!
How can death
come for a valiant man like you?
How can the earth hide you?
The mighty world has become lonely.
The mighty universe has become lonely.
Come.
My hero!
The mighty universe has become lonely.
My hero!
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
Alps!
Allahu akbar!
I'll avenge you, Father.
I'll avenge you.
I'm giving you the word of an alp.
Allahu akbar!
Come to the salaah for Allah.
Come to the salawat for our Prophet.
Come to pray for the funeral.
And I will follow the imam
intended for a man.
Allahu akbar.
Ertuğrul Bey,
I swear to God...
If we cannot avenge you,
may my sword tear me apart
and be washed with my blood!
Tear me apart, washed with blood!
I came here as your neighbor.
Sorry for your loss.
Ertuğrul Bey...
was a brave warrior,
a glorious commander.
We are all sad about what happened.
I want you to know, I am always here for you.
Thank you.
Allahu akbar!
After Ertuğrul’s death,
I hope the Seljuk State
follows politics which will ease the tension in the margraves.
I decide the politics here.
Don't you worry.
From now on, our politics
won't be fed by tension, but by mutual benefit.
I am very glad to hear that, Emir Sadettin.
I'd like to reap the reward of these politics.
Those fruits are not ripe yet.
But soon they will be.
Wait for my word.
Allahu akbar!
Brave beys...
devoted mothers...
children who will be Kayi alps.
We can't break...
from one gust of wind.
We can't perish...
in one hurricane.
We...
can't be defeated by one thunderstorm.
Our tears...
our pain and our sweat...
are soaked into these lands.
We have a cause!
Whoever...
believes in Ertuğrul Bey...
and admires him...
should know that
they are a martyr for their cause.
Whoever...
believes in the cause of mighty Allah,
or admires Allah,
should know that this cause
will live and will continue to live
until the Judgment Day.
Anyone wants to praise Ertuğrul Bey's soul,
gather yourself
and support this cause.
For...
it is time...
for revenge.
An eye for an eye...
a tooth for a tooth.
-Revenge! -Revenge!
Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!
Revenge! Revenge!
Allahu akbar!
Who are you?
We are the Bozok Tribe...
of Oghuz.
From Otuken, the Mountains of Heaven.
Joy to you, Ertuğrul Bey.
This child shining in your white tent,
is your son Osman.
May his guide be the Quran
and the sunnah of our mighty Prophet.
May his law be the law of my Oghuz father.
We are the Ucok Tribe of Oghuz,
come down from the Altai Mountains, washed in the Orkhon River.
Joy to you, Ertuğrul Bey.
This child shining in your lovely tent
is your son Osman.
May his sword be strong,
his cause be just.
The nine fringed aigrette
that our...
world-conquering Khagans carried...
may be his destiny...
and may be the insignia of the World State.
Ertuğrul Bey,
the key to the united state
that will be created by your son
is in your hand.
First of all, stay alive,
have your revenge upon your enemies.
Bring order to the lands.
Then, you will see your son Osman
before you die.
With the oath of my Oghuz father,
armed with bow and shield,
may we be branded with merit.
May our iron spikes be so numerous that they seem like a forest.
It is in the sea, it is in the brook.
May the sky be our tent, the sun be our flag.
Allahu akbar!
Osman.
My Osman.
What will we do?
We buried...
Ertuğrul Bey.
Now,
immediately, we need to gather together.
The position of bey should be filled
so as not to leave our tent
and our alps unattended.
He is right.
We should designate a new bey.
Therefore, I...
Dündar Bey, son of Suleyman Shah...
seek to be...
bey of the Kayi tribe...
and carry on Ertuğrul Bey's cause...
where he left off.
With God's grace...
avenging him is my duty.
Know that.
You are the only choice to be the bey
in Suleyman Shah's marquee.
Ertuğrul Bey's cause
must be carried on by his own blood.
Agreed.
So the beys are agreed,
beylic insignias
should be worn.
She's right.
Subtitle translation by Sarper Aman