Noyan! Noyan! Noyan!
For Cayan in the upper worlds.
Cayan! Cayan! Cayan!
For the sons and daughters of Erlik Khan in the underworld!
Erlik Khan!
For the love of Munci and Musval!
-Munci! Musval! -Death!
Munci, Musval!
My brave warriors who would even make love until death for Genghis Khan.
Be the nightmare of the Kayis.
Fall onto them like death.
For the love of Munci, Musval!
Munci! Musval!
We are the vanguard, and we are here to raid these lands.
We will flow steadily but strongly, like the rivers of Seyhun and Ceyhun,
and open up a path for our army.
We'll drink Turkish blood and go crazy.
Remember.
We are facing a brave and honorable warrior.
An undefeated warrior. Ertugrul.
Ertugrul! Ertugrul! Ertugrul!
The smartest and bravest warrior of the Turks.
We're not here to openly challenge him or his alps to open combat,
we are here to kill their souls,
to lock their souls in the hell of Erlik Khan.
We are here to put an end to the state of the Seljuks.
For the love of Munci and Musval!
May Tengri feel the sweat of our brave warriors.
May the mountain of steel fill with the awe of the spirits.
May our warriors' courage reach the skies. May their spirits
enlighten the whole world.
Oh, the moon and the sun!
Blessed trees decorated with rags!
The holy beech tree with leaves!
Owner of the blazing flames, Ak Yayik!
Oh, holy Tengri!
The water of life with a thousand ears! The lord in the skies with cloudy eyes!
The gentleman with icy feet!
Clouds and horses, Lord!
Please accept them to the world of spirits.
Noyan! Noyan! Noyan!
They are far away from us, my bey.
They can't harm us from this distance
unless the Mongols decide to invade our state.
No, Gunalp Bey.
If the task to invade our country has been given to Noyan...
at first, he will try to surround us from within.
He will probably place men everywhere,
including our tribes and even the palace.
His hatred towards me is so immense...
that if let inside the western borders,
he will not stop coming after me,
even if I go to the end of the world.
Noyan! Noyan! Noyan!
I've been resurrected from the ashes, Ertugrul.
I'm back to strike fear and despair in your heart.
Noyan! Noyan! Noyan!
Push, Lady Halime.
-Mother. -Huh?
I'm so thirsty. Please give me some water.
Of course. Okay, my girl. Give her some water.
Here, my girl.
Give it here.
Just a little harder, my girl.
God, please help her.
Balcicek, did you let Artuk Bey know about the situation?
We did, Mother Hayme. He must be on his way.
Come on, hang in there.
With God's permission, you'll have a beautiful, healthy baby.
Come on.
Governor, come. Take a seat.
Welcome.
Go ahead, drink it.
I don't want to drink now, stranger.
Come on, drink it. It revives the faded spirits.
What kind of wine is this? It looks like blood.
What I poured into your glass is not wine, it's blood.
I missed the taste of Turkish blood.
Come on, drink it. It'll help you to forget about your dead son.
I won't drink it.
I'm here to tell you that you were right.
Maria accepted that she was working under the commands of Sadettin.
So, you finally believe me, huh?
Now it's that bastard Ares' turn, who changed his name to Ahmet.
Don't you touch Ares.
What is on your mind, traveler?
Ares will give me Ertugrul and he will give you his life.
Do you understand?
Good. We will be good partners.
But first, tell me who you are.
I told you. I'm merely a traveler.
I'll be the closest friend you have ever had or will have.
I'm a traveler who is on the hunt for Ertugrul.
You'll learn more when I have him in my grip.
Come on, governor. Drink it. Huh?
Father!
My brother is coming.
Yes, son. Yes, he is.
How is your mother?
Grandmother and the nurses are taking care of her.
Very well.
You'll be responsible for your brother once he arrives, right?
Yes, Father. I'll take care of him.
I will even train him with swords once he is grown up.
Very well, my brave son.
Mother.
Son.
-How is Halime? -She is fine, son. Don't worry.
Things are going smoothly.
Thank God, Mother.
Thank God.
I am unable to contain myself, Mother.
I know, Son.
Just be patient a little longer.
I'll go help them now.
Pray to hold a healthy baby in your arms.
I will, Mother.
Father, is the baby a girl or a boy?
Come here, Son.
It will be whatever God wants it to be.
But, we had received the good news of Osman's arrival.
Your mother, grandmother and I saw him in our dreams.
But it's up to Allah, Son.
Once the baby is here,
I can protect it if it is a girl.
Of course, you can, Son.
My brave son.
You are the glorious Gunduz Alp.
Father, how did you meet with my mother?
Why do you call her "my gazelle"?
I saw your mother thanks to a gazelle, Gunduz.
-Father! -Halime!
Oh, God!
Let's get out of here quickly.
You should go. We can take care of ourselves.
-It's easy to handle a bunch of templars. -Let's see how he will handle this.
-Now, he is in trouble. -He definitely is.
-What can you do as a woman on your own? -I said we wouldn't come.
We owe you our lives.
And we will repay you one day. Tell me your name.
Ertugrul, from the Kayi tribe.
As you wish.
May God help you. Farewell.
Let's go with them, Sister.
Is your tribe far from here?
Is that why you call her "my gazelle"?
Yes, Son.
That's why.
Your mother is as delicate as a gazelle.
And she has the eyes of a gazelle.
Should I go and see Mother?
I can encourage her.
Come on, now.
Men don't enter the birth room.
We'll wait for your brother to come.
Ertugrul is here.
He awaits the good news of his baby. Come on, my beautiful girl.
-Is Ertugrul here? -Yes, he is.
Come on, Lady Halime. Push.
-Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. -Just a little bit more.
The baby is here!
Father, it's the sound of my brother!
That's right, son. It's your brother.
Thank God.
Thank God a thousand times.
Oh, thank God.
Praise to God.
You have had a very healthy baby boy, Lady Halime.
Oh, my beautiful boy.
He smells like heaven.
A thousand thanks to God.
May God bless your life.
He looks so healthy.
Mother.
My girl.
-My Osman. -Osman.
-Mother. -Here, take our Osman.
My Osman.
The news of his arrival came before him.
I would die for you.
You've brought happiness to our tent and our tribe, my lion.
My baby.
What a beautiful baby he is, Mother.
God, thank you so much for letting me
experience such a beautiful moment.
May God bless his tribe and his life, Lady Halime.
May God gift him with beautiful experiences.
Amen.
Ladies, God bless you, too.
Thank you, ladies.
Excuse us.
My girl?
Are you okay?
I'm fine, Mother.
Give the news to Ertugrul.
Take Osman to him.
-My girl, are you okay? -I'm fine, Mother. Take Osman.
Okay. Try and rest, okay?
Mother.
It's a boy, my son.
Our Osman is here.
Oh, my.
My Osman.
My brave son.
Thank God for giving us our visions and delivering you.
Father.
Your dreams came true. Osman is here. My brother.
Mother. Tell me, how is my Halime?
She is fine, Son. She will be better once she rests a little more.
Hopefully so.
My bey.
Come, Artuk Bey.
Welcome, Artuk Bey. Our Osman is here.
What a beautiful child.
He rose upon our tribe like the sun.
May God bless him, my bey.
May God make him happy both in this life and in the afterlife.
Amen.
Lady Hayme.
How is Lady Halime?
She is fine, Artuk Bey.
She is resting.
I wanted you to be here just in case.
Of course.
My bey...
whisper Osman's name to his ears.
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
Ertugrul Bey, may I come in?
Please come in.
-Selamunaleykum. -Aleykumselam.
Finally, you have your baby, my Ertugrul Bey.
May God bless his fortune.
May he be victorious, just like you.
-Amen. -Amen.
It's the will of my father, Suleyman Shah.
He wanted his name to be Osman.
I'd like you to be the whisperer of his name, if you would be so kind.
Allahuakbar.
I bear witness that there is no God but Allah
and that Muhammad is his messenger.
Come to prayer,
come to salvation.
Allahuakbar.
There is no God but Allah.
Your name is Osman.
Your grandfather gave you your name.
May God give you a blessed life.
Amen.
Let it be known to the angels in the skies and the subjects on Earth,
your name is Osman.
May God give you a good fortune.
May you live a beautiful life and prosper.
May you be a subject to Allah,
a good follower of our prophet,
and a servant to the world of Islam.
May you be glorious and victorious.
-Amen. -Amen.
Thank you very much.
Now, excuse me.
Come on, now.
Artuk Bey.
I didn't want to startle Ertugrul,
but Halime is holding her chest and she has difficulty breathing.
It'd be better for you to be here...
just in case.
Of course.
My Halime.
My beloved.
Mother of my three children.
Our son Osman, whose news of arrival
was given by Suleyman Shah, is here.
Your son, Osman...
He will change our bad fortune and make these lands a base for Oguz.
Let us take our bows and shields with the oaths of my Oguz ancestors.
May this be a signature for us.
May we create a jungle from our iron spears.
Many more seas and rivers.
May the sky be our tent and the sun be our flag.
Allahuakbar!
My Halime.
We've seen the news of Osman's arrival in many blessed dreams.
And God gave him to us in the spring time.
What a blessed child this is.
What a blessed baby this is.
He will bring joy and happiness
to our tribe and tent.
Oh, Son!
Fine son!
Blessed son!
May your only guidance be the holy Qur'an and the deeds of our prophet.
May your traditions be that of your Oguz ancestors'.
May your sword carry justice and wisdom just like the sword of Zulfiqar,
and take it to the four corners of the world.
Have such a great purpose...
so, it shall make the world look small.
Oh, Son!
Fine son!
Be a worthy person of your mother's milk and your ancestors' blood.
May you always be victorious.
May your flag never drop in your battles.
May you never give in to despair.
We have prayed so much for you,
may God gather them all and accept them for the sake of our prophet.
We have been waiting so long for this news.
Osman came in a spring time,
which will bring more happiness to our tribe.
Then, we will celebrate his arrival with another fine festival.
Of course, Brother. For sure.
I shall let the beys of Cavdar know right away.
They will come and visit.
Hopefully, Osman's arrival will bring good fortune to our tribes.
Hopefully so.
Hopefully.
Ertugrul.
My Halime.
My Osman.
Our Osman is here, my Halime.
Thank God.
Are you okay, my Halime?
I'm okay.
Hush.
Now that I gave birth to our Osman safe and sound,
held him in our tent...
and smelled his heavenly smell...
I feel like the world is mine.
My gazelle eyed wife...
mother of my three children.
You made me feel like the world was mine when you gave birth to my children.
Long ago, because of the clashes for the throne,
my father and siblings and I suffered very much.
There was always trouble, Ertugrul.
I told myself,
"Halime, it seems you'll never sleep peacefully."
But my God, who rewards the patience,
has also rewarded my patience.
What a beautiful fortune I have
to be your beloved wife and your children's mother.
A thousand thanks to God who led me to you while chasing a gazelle.
You waited for me when I went to battle.
You helped my tent stand strong.
Sometimes, you lost your sleep and appetite.
You never stopped or rested.
You raised my two children and gave birth to another in all this chaos.
-How can I pay this debt, my Halime? -Don't say that, Ertugrul.
I pray for you to be safe and sound.
To be always victorious.
To always be there to lead our tribe.
That's all I ask for.
All I ask of my God is...
for you, my Gunduz, my Savci...
my Osman...
to be safe and sound in this world.
We'll be safe and sound together, my Halime.
We'll raise our children and see them become alps.
We'll see them become beys.
My Ertugrul, let me feed Osman his first milk.
You should go back. Many will come to celebrate, for sure.
Okay, my Halime. Okay.
Oi! My bey!
My bey!
May God grant him a great fortune, my bey.
He will be a brave bey just like his father, for sure.
Hopefully so, Bamsi. Thank you.
-My Turgut! -My bey!
Congratulations, my bey.
-Thank you, my lion. -May God bless his life.
And grant him with many victories.
Hopefully so, my Turgut. Thank you.
Sons, I will go see her.
Very well, Mother.
Come, brave men. Take a seat.
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
Bismillah.
It's my order, Artuk Bey...
extend the celebrations for three days to celebrate Osman's arrival.
As you order, my bey.
Let the beys of Oguz know.
Invite them to the celebrations.
They should bring their wrestlers, my bey.
So that I can show them the strongest wrestler is from the Kayis.
Then...
first, you are going to need to wrestle with the wrestler of Cavdars.
Let's see if you can best him.
My Turgut Bey, who is he?
It's me.
So, you want to wrestle with me, huh?
I'd like to wrestle to honor Osman if my bey allows me.
Of course, my brave brothers.
Show everyone what it means to be valiant warriors.
Thank you, my bey. Then, excuse us, my bey.
We'll make the preparations.
Very well.
-Thank you, my bey. -Thank you.
Come on, brother.
My bey...
Lady Halime gave birth just a while ago.
It'd be better for me to stay here, just in case.
Well thought, Artuk Bey.
Stay here, just in case.
Subtitle translation by Ediz Faruk Gulfirat