All language subtitles for Muhteşem Yüzyıl İngilizce - 139. Bölüm

Grand Vizier, I have good news.

The last inner castle has fallen.

From now on, Szigetvar is part
of the Ottoman Empire.

Thank God.

His Majesty will be
ecstatic about the news.

Your Majesty,
your wish has been fulfilled.

When a human departs,
what remains in their heart?

Once blood and life withdraw,
what's left to impart?

It's the triumphs that
engrave a ruler's renown,

But within the heart,
more than victories is found.

My heart is filled, top to bottom,
with love and friendship's grace,

Imbued with poetry, born to leaves
that the light embrace.

My head graces the
starry heavens vast,

While my roots delve deep into
the dark soil's hold, unsurpassed.

My darkness springs from
the earth's embrace,

Yet my light descends from
the celestial space.

My name is Chamberlain Suleiman Agha.

I bring news for the prince from
Grand Vizier Mehmet Piri Pasha.

Our ruler His Majesty
Sultan Selim Khan...

...has passed away
at night on September 22...

...in Corlu garrison
and joined God's paradise.

Prince Suleiman must get
on his way as soon as possible...

His Majesty Sultan Suleyman Khan.

Ottoman dynasty and the entire
Ottoman property awaits you.

I wish you a happy Ramadan, Your Majesty.

Prince Murad won't be able to join the
holiday prayers, unfortunately.

The roads are closed.
Snow and floods blocked many passages.

Let him come safe and sound,
it's no problem.

Your Majesty, your subjects are
waiting for you in the palace garden.

According to your order, we'll go to
your mosque for the prayers.

Good.

Your Majesty, if you wish we can
pray in the palace mosque.

You'd visit the mosque in
your complex another time.

Where is Prince Selim, Sumbul?

Your Highness, the prince is
before His Majesty in the chamber.

He thinks he can escape from me.

He must be thinking that
time will calm my anger and pain.

I've waited so many years.

Eventually, time will come when
he'll answer for what he did to Bayezid.

Your Highness.

Everyone at the harem is waiting
to wish you a happy Ramadan.

Nurbanu, did she come?

She must be at her
chambers, Your Highness.

You just wait, her turn will come too.

She'll get her holiday present
from me personally.

Your Highness...

If Sultana Hurrem had heard about...

...the trouble you're about to
bring down on that Venetian witch...

...I swear she'd kiss you, I swear!

The torment they deemed worth to Bayezid
burns my heart, Sumbul.

Only memories left from him.

Especially the things
they did to his children...

Those little princes...

Mehmed was only 3 years old.

I still dream about him.

Back off! Back off, I said!

Stand where you are!
You can't take my son away!

Your Highness, this is not right!

Deliver the prince to us.
You cannot disobey the orders.

Back off!
Back off, back off!

Back off! Don't get any closer!

Defne, this is the end.

You lost!

Now you must hand Prince Mehmed
over to the guards.

Come..

Come and take him then.

Let me spill your filthy blood!

Defne!

It's over now! Embrace it!

Don't you dare!

Nurbanu, don't do it!

I'm begging you, stop this cruelty!

If you kill my child, how can you look
at your own children?

Will you cuddle them with
your bloody hands?

Have mercy, you are a mother after all.

It is true.

I am also a mother.

And that's why I have to do it.

For the sake of my children.

I only wish one thing from God.

May your every happy moment be overshadowed
by the pain you inflicted on us.

Catch this woman!

Break the door!

Mehmed dear, my son...

They will never take you away from me.

They will never tear us apart, okay?

Break the door already, you fools!

She may try to escape.

Tell the guards to hold the garden.

Break it already!
Come on!

Eid Ramadan, mother.

May it be blessed.

-May God grant you a long life.
-Amen.

This is my son, Mehmed.

So healthy, God praise.

I wish you chose another name.

My husband Hasan Agha
insisted on it, Your Highness.

I don't understand why
it disturbed you this greatly.

May God grant a long life
to my grandson.

His name reminds me of dark memories.

Whatever.

We must learn to live with
painful memories of the past.

All three of you got married with
good men.

Your husbands Sokollu Mehmet Pasha...

...Piyale and Hasan Agha hold
important positions in the state.

If you know their worth,
they'll know yours.

Do not forget that your spouses are
your subjects, and that you're Sultana.

Do not let them forget it.

If they prove their loyalty...

...future will be
bright for all of us.

The throne and power will
worth the pain we've suffered, I hope.

We hope, mother.

The condition of His Majesty
seems really bad.

I could tell he was in pain
while praying.

It is difficult to hide the vision
from the heart, Your Grace.

The state of His Majesty is getting worse
and worse day by day.

His gout disease just doesn't disappear.

We need to take precautions.

As you know, the final end will
come for each and every man.

You as the Grand Vizier
think about the health of His Majesty.

Just take care of him,
that'll be enough.

It's a bit early for those
precautions, I'm in no hurry.

After all, the throne is waiting for me
on a golden platter.

Selim. Bayezid.

Eid Ramadan.

To you too, Your Majesty.

Happy holidays to you
as well, Sultan father.

-Your Majesty.
-Let go!

Your Majesty, let me call the physicians.

You've been in pain for days.

They shall prepare a medicine
to relieve your pain.

-At least spend the holiday in peace.
-I don't want to, Ferhat!

Apparently in this world,
I still have more to suffer.

It is impossible to
avoid the arrows of God.

Are you feeling good, Your Highness?

I had a dream.

Hope it'll bring good fortune.

Sultan Suleiman...

He leaves the palace and
goes for a walk.

He was wearing a white robe.

Same as my son had.

The white robe Mustafa wore
when he was walking to his death.

This is a sign from the Almighty, Fidan.

The end of the Sultan Suleiman is close.

He is getting older anyways.

I hear he can't even leave the palace.

He has one foot in the grave
because of the gout.

If it was a stone, it would crack.

If it was a bottomless well,
it would start shrieking...

He ordered the execution of
his another son.

Remorse will not let him live in peace.

He'll be punished for it
day by day.

Get prepared, we're leaving.

Happy holiday, Your Highness.

Esmahan, where is your husband
Sokollu Mehmed Pasha?

He still didn't wish me a happy holiday.

He is very important to us.

He supports your father
from the very beginning.

Although, he was handsomely
rewarded for it.

First you, then the post of Grand Vizier.

How is his health?

Quite alright, mother.

Your Highness.

Great news!

Prince Murad arrived at Uskudar!

Thank God!

I haven't seen my son
for nearly two years!

I heard that there were some incidents
at the Hungarian border, Sokollu.

Unfortunately, Your Grace.

Since Maximilian took the throne...

...our relationship with Austria
are not going well.

First, they were late
paying their tribute.

Then they invaded Tuga
on the Hungarian border.

His Majesty has been informed, right?

Of course.

In the past, he would never
stay silent about this.

And he'd spend the holiday
on the battlefield.

He'd give the infidels
what they deserve.

Everyone knows about
His Majesty's condition.

Nevermind a campaign,
he can't even leave the palace.

But His Majesty doesn't have to go.

You can go, I'm sure.

You must crown your Grand Viziership
with a battle.

With this,
you'll reinforce your position...

...and gain reputation from the folk.

You're right.

However, during Sultan Suleiman's reign...

...no campaign ended
without his presence.

It cannot.

Rules can change, Sokollu.

It's not the word of God.

Sultana, His Majesty is expecting you.

Your Majesty.

Mihrimah dear.

-Happy holiday to you.
-To you too, my dear daughter.

Have a seat.

How are you? I hope
you're not in pain.

Thank God, I'm fine.

I feel better now seeing you.

I recall the earlier holidays...

Voices of children always
echoed in the palace.

There were festivities,
songs and poetry...

Everyone was having a great time.

We've yet again woken up to
another bitter, incomplete holiday.

For a long time, something's
bugging my mind, Sumbul.

Late Sultana Hurrem has
granted you freedom.

You have been a free man for years.

But you are still here.

Why?

I came here back for Sultana Hurrem.

And I didn't want to leave for Egypt.

For this palace is my home, my hearth.

If I lived elsewhere, I would be like
a fish out of water.

You're thinking about leaving, right?

If His Majesty allows you,
you wouldn't stay here for a minute.

My loyalty and love for His Majesty
knows no limits.

But you're right.

This palace is smothering me.

As if...

...the walls are whispering...

...the doors are screaming

They tell me, "Go".
"Go away."

It all began that night, am I right?

Something happened to you
on that night Gulfem died.

Nobody said a single word.

It's a big secret.

But everyone knows about it.

Something terrible happened that night.

If you can't keep it inside, tell me.

I am the guardian of secrets
in this palace.

His Majesty is in a terrible condition.

Ever since he received the news of
Bayezid's death, he doesn't even eat.

I could hardly get him to drink a syrup
the physicians prepared.

I hope he'll have a peaceful sleep.

So is His Majesty really that devastated
for Bayezid's execution?

It is hard to believe.

I'd want to open his chest
and to see if he really has a heart.

What are you saying, Gulfem?

Of course His Majesty is sad.

Prince Bayezid did not
deserve such a death.

It's a shame.

But isn't it obvious that His Majesty
is damned to hear about it?

I'm sure that's true.

The head physician wanted to
see you, Ferhat Agha.

Your Majesty.

You can't sleep, right?

Even the medicine does not work.

It is impossible, anyways.

How can a father
who killed his own children sleep?

First, you killed Mustafa.

Then you caused
poor Cihangir's death.

And now Bayezid...

No matter what anyone says...

...it was you who killed him.

For without your permission,
nothing can happen.

You have driven Bayezid into
enemy's bosom.

You left him at the mercy of his brother.

Therefore, do not say that
you are innocent!

Don't you dare!

All the misfortunes we've suffered,
happened because of you!

Because of the throne...

For that throne
you can't even sit on now.

You brought disaster to our house!

Look, look!

Blood is dripping from our domes.

Even rivers and seas can't clean
the blood on your hand.

Woman, what are you doing?
Drop it!

Your Majesty, are you okay?

I'm sorry, Sumbul Agha.

I cannot tell anyone.

It is impossible.

Even if your tongue is
silent as the guards here...

...your eyes are like
an open book.

Looking at them,
I can understand what happened.

I can read the storm
that's been raging inside you.

Your Highness.

How is His Majesty?
I hope he's alright.

How can he be? He never smiles.

Rightfully so.

In the old days,
this palace would be so lively.

Now we're drowning in sorrow.

So you've finally found
the courage to face me!

It's been 5 years, Selim!

Exactly five years!

I curse you every
night when I go to sleep.

I damn you every morning
when I wake up.

And you?

Can you sleep easy with your
brother's blood on your hands?

I came here to wish you
a happy holiday, Mihrimah.

If you don't want it, suit yourself.

But I will not let you
talk to me like that.

As you're talking to the only
heir to the Ottoman throne!

It is true.

An heir who's happy to use
every kind of scheme and deceit.

Your throne can even touch the sky...

...in my eyes you're a brother fratricide!

Do you think you're
that innocent yourself?

Do you think I don't know you
played a part in Mustafa's execution?

Before you blame me,
face your own sins first.

Mihrimah...

My beautiful sister.

Do you remember how our mother said
"no one is innocent under this dome"?

Everyone lives the life they deserve.

This was the last time! Last time!

If you cross the line again,
then you'll feel my slap.

And that slap will damn you!

I missed this palace, Your Grace.

So did I.

I missed His Majesty,
my father and my siblings.

Attention! His Grace Prince Murad!

Mother.

My lion.

My Murad...

Welcome.

I was worried sick
when you were late.

I sent a message for
our situation, mother.

Roads are in terrible condition.

You know our mother, Your Grace.
Her mind is always on you.

Esmahan, my dear sister.

Sah and Geverhan,
how nice to see you.

Hope of our future, welcome, Prince.

Here's the Sultana of
the moon and the sun.

You turned out to be a strong, brave man.

May God protect you from misfortune.

Are you happy with my gifts?

You made me delighted, Your Highness.

This golden robe is
a sign of your refined taste.

I wanted to you to see me in it.

You look good in it, but
I asked for something else.

My other gift...

Did she please you?

Your Highness.

Prince.

What gift are you talking about?

My favorite, Safiye.

She's become the sun of my happiness.

I do not know
how to thank you, Your Highness.

It's time for me to give you
the good news.

Safiye is pregnant.

I hope, our happiness will be crowned
with a prince.

How nice. Congratulations.

I hope you'll have your baby
as soon as possible.

Even after centuries, the world will
remember your betrayal and drunkenness!

Prince Murad has arrived.

But I don't like the concubine with him.

Sultana Mihrimah gifted her,
I don't know why.

She got pregnant already.

Selim, my prince...

What are you doing?

How can you drink in the imperial palace?

Stay out of it.

It's Sultana Mihrimah, right?

Only God knows what she told you!

She's a snake with a
vengeance on her mind.

Don't fret over her words,
she's trying to hurt you.

It's true she wants to hurt me.

But she's not wrong either.

She's speaking the truth.

I'm a fratricide.

Nobody has the courage to tell me...

...but that's the truth.

"Men dakka dukka", Your Highness.
What goes around comes around.

That demon disguised as a person...

Did you see how her eyes popped out
looking at Safiye Hatun?

I swear I enjoyed it so much!

You saw how Nurbanu was damned by
Murad's love and respect for me?

Especially when
she learned about my gift.

I swear Your Highness, she's lost it,
she's gone crazy!

"What gift are you
talking about, Your Highness?"

You demon!

Your Highness...

Sultana, you should be proud
of your intelligence.

You turned a poor Albanian girl,
into a Venetian noble.

She turned out to be clever too!

Be careful Sumbul,
no one should know about it.

Let Nurbanu think she's
from her own homeland.

So she'll be more intimidated.

Your Highness...

I'd rather blind my own eyes...

...than to see Nurbanu ruling
the harem as Queen Mother.

Even my mother couldn't
become the Queen Mother...

...Nurbanu can never be.

Hopefully.

I trust in Safiye's loyalty.

I've trained her well.

I put all my hatred into her.

The seeds of animosity I planted
will defeat Nurbanu eventually.

And about my nephew Murad...

You are well aware of my influence on him.

Selim thinks he doesn't have any rivals,
as his brothers are gone.

But his greatest rival will
become his own son!

What a great idea, Your Highness.

I won't be lying if I said
your mother's spirit lives on through you.

This is the greatest compliment
I have ever heard.

However, we must see the truth.

Neither I can fill in her shoes...

...nor any other woman in this harem.

Have a great holiday, Sultan father.

You too, my lion.

What is this woman doing here?

Safiye is my favorite
and the mother of my child.

Your mother gave me the good news.

-May it be blessed.
-Amen.

Mother...

My favorite is no stranger to you.

-What are you talking about?
-She is also Venetian.

From the Baffo family, just like you.

That's true, Your Highness.

Earlier I was called
Sofia Velucci Baffo.

My father is Leonardo Baffo.

Life is full of coincidences.

You have to be naive
to call this coincidence.

As you know, this girl is a
gift from Sultana Mihrimah.

She must be hand picked for you.

You've come from a long trip, my lion.

Go to your room and take a rest.

We will catch up later.

Your Highness.

Your Highness.

You've brought honor to my table
with your favorite, my Prince.

The honor is mine.

Please.

I see that your mother is not delighted
with the gift I gave you.

My mother does not trust you.

She always looks for bad intention.

It's because you're so distant
with my father.

It's not a lie. Selim was not my favorite
among my brothers.

We are estranged from each other
because of what happened to Bayezid.

As his death divided us.

However, you are different, Murad.

You are my favorite,
one and only Prince.

You look so much like
your late uncle Bayezid.

What happened to him devastated us all.

It is true.

I feel the same, Your Highness.

You can be sure, I'll try harder
to be worthy of your love.

For those who want to see,
the past is full of lessons.

Know your friends and enemies well.

This palace was a witness
to brothers betraying each other.

And a father killing his own son.

No doubt Prince Selim
will take the throne.

But we don't know
what the future will bring.

You know your father.
He's drinking all the time.

Your Highness, aren't these words
about my father inappropriate?

It's clear you're a valiant prince
and a loyal son.

You must always respect your father
and protect him.

But you need to see the truth.

Prince Selim is looking for the peace
he lost in Kazvin in wine cups.

You saw it yourself, right Safiye?

I saw it, Your Highness.

He looks like he is sick.

As if his soul was drained from
his own body.

Unfortunately.

That's why you, my prince,
are the future of this state.

You need to prove yourself.

I'm staying in Manisa already.
I'm managing my province successfully.

His Majesty is quite pleased with me.

Good. You must be close to His Majesty.

I ordered a gift for you
to present to him.

It's a gift much more valuable than
the horses...

...and jewelry Selim gave him.

What is it? I'm quite curious now.

It's hard to give a gift to the
sultan of the world who owns everything.

But I picked the best one.

It's a gift that will reflect
the power of His Majesty.

You'll see it yourself.

As long as you lead us,
nothing can hurt us.

I spoiled your mood, right?

I cannot see well at night.
I'll read it later.

If you want, I'll read it to you.

My eyes are still as sharp as a hawk.

Will you be my eyes now?

Are we not one already Suleiman?

Cannot our breaths and hearts
count as one?

Your Majesty, Prince Murad has arrived.

Together with Sultana Mihrimah,
they're waiting for an audience.

Let them in.

-Your Majesty.
-Your Majesty.

My grandson, my dear Murad,
how you grew up!

I still remember the day you had your
circumcision ceremony.

Years pass by so quickly.

Prince Murad began to resemble
his brave uncles as he grows up.

Great Sultana, I have a wish for you.

If you let me, I would like to
participate in the Council today.

It'll be a great treasure for me...

...if I can gain experience and
strength from your council.

If that's your wish, of course
you can join my council.

Our problems with Austria are
still ongoing, Your Majesty.

They still didn't pay their due tribute.

King Maximilian, who succeeded King
Ferdinand, says he wants peace.

He sent a delegation but no word
of the tribute...

...nor from Toga they invaded.

Changing circumstances has a share
in Maximillian's impudence.

We're living in a different world now.

Neither Henry Tudor nor King Charles
are a part of this world now.

Your Majesty...

I would like to give you
a present, if you wish.

This is not the time,
you will present it to me later.

This is the right time, Your Majesty.
Right now.

Borders of the Ottoman Empire.

This realm, these endless lands
are your work.

I want all your subjects to see it.

I would like to once again remind them
how powerful you are.

Do you know why I put this map here?

I wanted to throw the world to my feet
and take a look at it.

We are no longer just a Balkan empire.

We will ride our horses
in continental Europe.

Belgrade, Buda, Vienna, Rome...

We'll drive our swords
to the heart of the infidels.

Sure, we won't turn our backs
to the East.

Our borders will cross Lake Hazar.

God willing. With God's
help and your absolute power...

My enemy is not Shah Ismail.

My enemies are King Charles,
Francois, Henry Tudor.

Infidels in Vatican.

Our first goal is Rhodes!

The Mediterranean will be an Ottoman lake.

No one will set sail
without our permission.

We will become their
storms, winds and disasters!

With this gift you made me
very happy.

Make a wish.

I want nothing but
to kiss your blessed hand.

Come with me, I want to
show you something.

An Empire is not
what you see on the map.

If you consider those endless plains...

...mountains, seas and cities
as one body...

then its soul and blood are hidden
between the pages of these books.

Hundreds of years of effort...

Rules, laws, correspondences, contracts.

These boundaries and
the order of our state...

...are made possible by the
experience of 9 sultans before me.

Your Majesty.

I see that Prince Murad participated
in your Council. I've just heard it.

If I knew, I would also join you.

Son, what are you trying to do?

Why did you join the Council?

I wanted to gain
experience from His Majesty...

...and see what is waiting
for me in the future.

I have sacrificed everything
for your future.

A peaceful sleep,
my soul and even myself.

Father, I am aware of everything.
I know the truth.

I know what you've gone through.

And I'll always remember it
so that I can avoid it.

-Sokollu!
-Yes, Your Majesty.

Everyone should know that wine
is forbidden now in these lands.

You'll close down
wine producers hastily.

Raze the taverns!

Is something bothering you, Your Majesty?

Did you get a complaint?

No need for a complaint, Sokollu.

I was thinking about it for long.
Do what's necessary.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

However, this decision will not
be accepted well by non-Muslims.

In addition, it will be a burden
for our trade--

Wine is forbidden
in our religion, Sokollu!

I see with my own eyes what it can do.
Do what I say!

As you wish.

Didn't I tell you that I want to
know everything in Murad's Harem?

Where did that Safiye come from?

She was discovered by Sultana Mihrimah.

She's been in her service
for a couple of years.

Last year around this time, she
was gifted to Prince Murad.

She chose her specifically to take
revenge for the death of Prince Bayezid.

Be patient, Your Highness.

We're almost at the end.

The throne soon will
belong to Prince Selim.

Then you will
declare your victory.

Sultana Mihrimah will be left powerless.

She'll give up on messing with you.

It's not Mihrimah that I
worry about, it's Safiye.

Safiye is a young and
inexperienced concubine.

What chance does she have against you?

Come in!

Your Highness, Safiye is here.
She wants to see you.

Your Highness.

I've been waiting impatiently
for days to see you.

I've heard so much about you in Venice,
I always admired you.

It is a great honor for me
to become your prince's favorite.

I'm not interested in where you come from
or who you are!

This is an Ottoman palace,
and we are Ottoman women.

Prince Murad is very precious to me.

His happiness is my happiness.

The most important thing is loyalty.

I hope you prove
your loyalty soon.

If you don't...

...another woman will raise
the child you will give birth to.

You will lie on the
bottom of the Bosphorus!

There is only one way that
I can prove my loyalty to you.

Pleasing Prince Murad and
giving him princes.

Prince Murad's love and
respect for me is huge.

Just like Prince Selim's love for you.

In the eyes of the people,
nothing is as esteemed as the state,

To become a state is like a
breath of vitality in the world's fate.

Kingship is but a struggle
for worldly dominance and strife,

To attain fortune and
happiness, it's unity in life.

Give up the joys and indulgences
of this life, when it all ends,

If you seek eternal companionship,
embrace obedience trends.

When sands fill your years
with their boundless count,

A moment in this ephemeral
world, like a flask's amount.

If you wish to find tranquility,
become distant, my dear friend,

Attain the unity's station, like
solitude's nook at life's bend.

You're up on your feet
now that the pain's gone.

But physicians are worried about you.

You must rest.

I have the best apples!
Juicy apples!

Please, gentlemen. I invite you!

Come see, I got lemons too!

Come, sir. Come come, please!

Sir, look at my apples. So juicy!

Do you want some, sir?

I hope they're tasty.

You will not find apples like that
in all of Istanbul.

Want some, sir?

-Give me half a kilo.
-As you wish.

Do not worry, sir.

I'm not cheating.
I do not want to deal with the judge.

I don't have a death wish.

And how is business going?
I hope it's good.

Where do I even start?

The Janissaries are penniless.

They can hardly make a living
with their wages.

We sell on store credits now.

Folks are in debt.

The sultan doesn't go for campaigns now.

Like that wasn't enough,
he banned the taverns.

Instead of messing with our evening drink,
he should control his drunkard son!

Sultan Suleiman mocks us!

He killed the blessed Prince Mustafa
and brave Prince Bayezid.

He left the Empire
in the hands of a drunkard!

How dare you criticize the sultan?

Sheik Nurettin says...

That it's appropriate to criticize a ruler
who doesn't dream of holy wars.

Nobody has the right to say that!

That's the truth!
Everyone talks about it!

The Sultan has one leg in the grave.

Nevermind going on a campaign,
he can't even pray!

He got what he deserved!
God is making him suffer!

Forgive me for saying this but I hear
he can't even go to toilet by himself!

What are you saying you scum!

You fool!

Do you know whose eyes are these?

I am the Sultan of the seven continents,
Suleiman Khan!

Now say that again with
looking me in the eye!

Say it!

Do you know how many years I spent in the
war, how many of them I won? Do you know?

Your Majesty!

We must quickly return to the palace!

Sultan Suleiman...

Thank God I've lived long enough
to witness these days.

Take a good look.

That's the sultan of the world.

There is no crown, no throne,
no sultanate...

The only thing that left is,
a father who killed his own children.

Death is our ship!

Together with my children,
I will board that ship!

And we will be granted
an audience before God.

And I'll only kneel before Him.

Only Him will I beg for mercy.

We will pick concubines and send
them to Manisa, to Murad's palace.

I hope my son falls in love
with one of them.

As soon as possible,
we must get rid of Safiye.

-I hope so, Your Highness.
-What do you mean you hope so?

Can't I find someone
who can defeat Mihrimah's puppet?

Your Highness, Safiye must be
different from other concubines.

Mihrimah Sultana wouldn't send her
if she was an ordinary concubine.

It's clear she'll be a tough opponent.

In a short time she wrapped the prince
around her finger. You saw it yourself.

Come in.

Selim, you're destroying yourself.

There's no good in
drinking so much wine.

Especially when His Majesty
forbade you.

If you do not think about yourself,
think about me and the children!

His Majesty...

The sultan of the seven continents...

My father...

Do you know why he sent me here?

To punish me, to torment me.

Because it was Bayezid's palace.

He was going through that door.

He sat here with his beloved children.

His shadow reflected on these walls.

You are wrong, Selim.

His Majesty does not know that
you executed Prince Bayezid.

Prince Bayezid tried to escape.

He had to be executed.

That was the explanation he received.
Why would he get revenge on you?

He knows Nurbanu.
His Majesty knows the truth.

He knows all my vices.

He wants me to suffer for
the loss of Prince Bayezid.

Many years have passed.

You cannot change the past.

You did what you had to do.

If he had not, you would have died.

Have we fought for nothing
all these years?

To cry and mourn in corners?

What did you expect? Taking the
throne with roses and celebrations?

Come in.

Your Majesty.

As per your command...

...I brought "Suleymanname"
written by late Matrakci Nasuh.

In addition, I brought poems by Arifi,
decorated by muralists.

You may leave.

From now on, His Majesty
Sultan Suleiman Khan will not...

...participate in any Council
meeting except for appropriate times.

You see, Ibrahim.

We are slowly approaching
our dreams.

After all these deaths,
wars and invasions, here we are.

We've reached tonight.

Your future will be even greater,
even more amazing.

You will be even more powerful
ruler than Alexander the Great.

You are the Alexander of our times.

Only you and I
believed in these dreams.

We'll see what fate will bring us.

I swear Your Highness, the shopkeeper
barely saved his life.

This is unheard of!

Never in a million times.

He wouldn't even bat an eye
if someone insulted him...

...as this is our state's tradition.

Apparently, the insults enraged him.

Who is there? Guards!

Wait!

Sultana Mahidevran...

You see that I do not
look like an actual Sultana.

Mihrimah...

Time has taken away
so much from you.

Pain and sorrow...

...drew pathways
on your pretty face.

You experienced the feeling
of a burning heart.

We've gone through a lot.

I lost my mother.

Then Rustem Pasha.

And my brothers.

We both know that
what hurts you the most...

...is Bayezid.

Tragic end of your favorite.

You're right.
I suffered the most for him.

You can only feel...

the hearts you broke,
when yours is broken.

Am I right?

You lost an innocent and modest life.

Now we can understand each other.

I wish there was justice in this world,
right Mihrimah?

Then Prince Selim
would not have the Sultanate.

This is destiny.

Destiny?

God granted us people wisdom.

He gave us the power to choose.

For all the disaster
we've suffered through...

...there's only one explanation.

Your father.

Sultan Suleiman.

Haven't we all lived the life
he chose for us?

Prince Selim, the one whom everyone
hated...

...wrote a letter to me.

The day he sits on the throne,
he'll restore my reputation.

That he'll give me a salary.

How strange, isn't it?

Children pay for the sins of
their father.

He must be sorry for you.

Would a man who doesn't feel
pity for his brother...

...feel that way for me?

He inherited it from his mother.

He's trying to wash
the blood off his hands.

May God bless him anyways.

He does not intend to die as a tyrant
like his father.

I saw him at the market.

He was so miserable, shame...

The Almighty punishes him this way.

You're the one who's
miserable and desperate, Your Highness.

With these words...

...you proved that you deserve
everything you've been through.

Now get out of this palace
and do not come here anymore.

Once it was your home, Your Highness.

Now they won't even
let us through the door.

Mehmet Pasha,
make preparations right away.

We're going on a campaign.
We'll attack the Austrians.

Your wish is my command.

I hope we will teach
the infidels a lesson...

...and come back with good news.

Mehmet Pasha...

...I will personally command my army.

-Pertev Pasha.
-I'm listening, Your Majesty.

Go to Ardeal with the raider forces.

We shall combine our forces
when our army reaches there.

As you wish.

Set a course immediately.

Send word to governors
and judges on the course.

They're to take precautions
for roads and bridges.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

May our cause be blessed!

I, Suleiman...

Conqueror of Belgrade, Rhodes, Buda...

Baghdad, Mohacs and
the rest of the world.

The shadow of God who have created
the soil and the heavens above.

Suleiman.

With sword in hand, I defy death.

To conquer the infidel's heartlands..

...to spread the word of God...

...and to restore justice
and order in the world...

...I've spent 10 years of my life
on battlefields.

Sultan of the seven continents, Suleiman.

Through all these years, I've seen
countless victories and deaths.

When my soldiers blood fell
into the ground, I lost a part of me.

My tears flowed for them.

My ego has never managed to defeat me.

I have never fallen prey to Satan's
temptations of arrogance and pride.

And now...

Once again, it's time to
strike fear in my enemies' hearts..

...give peace to my friends...

...and remind
everyone who I am.

My sultanate on which
I've spent my whole life...

...my subjects and everyone
will see once again.

They will see and say...

"Sultan Suleiman is not dead yet."

Grand Vizier!

I do not want to say this.

However...

His Majesty is very old now.

He has a condition with his feet. A
campaign like this might end in disaster.

God forbid.

We might lose the war and His Majesty.

Why does he have to come?

Pasha, it's very clear.

His Majesty wants to prove that
he still wields power and might.

But I do not know if
his condition will allow it.

Your Majesty.

Your condition is...

...unfortunately very delicate.

In this situation, it is not appropriate
to join the campaign.

For God's sake, please,
consider your decision again.

That is out of the question,
head physician.

Your Majesty, please listen to me.

I am begging you not to
go on this campaign.

If you leave the imperial palace...

Speak!

God forbid, Your Majesty...

You may never return.

Those wounds on your feet,
this disease...

...will destroy your body from within.

You fool! Who do you think you are?
How dare you think I'll die?

Just prepare a medicine
to relieve my pain.

-Your Majesty--
-One more word and I'll have your head!

How is this possible?
How can His Majesty do this?

I warned him, Your Highness.

I told him frankly, risking my life.

I told him if he goes on the campaign,
he may not return again.

But my words are irrelevant
to His Majesty.

Your Highness, maybe you can
change His Majesty's decision.

-His life is at stake.
-I don't think so, Pasha.

Everyone knows about
the ugly rumors lately.

Those ungrateful people
slandered him in every way.

You have to
talk to him anyways, Your Highness.

God forbid, you can't
send him to his death.

Sultana, His Grace is absolutely right.

Please talk to His
Majesty, change his mind.

He shouldn't do this.

Mihrimah you came
here for something, right?

Do not bother in vain,
my decision is certain.

I'm powerless...

...to dissuade a ruler, especially
if that's Sultan Suleiman.

But I am begging you.

Please, think again about
your decision.

Come, sit down.

Mihrimah dear.

My beautiful daughter.

Everything I've done to this day,
whatever decision I've made...

...I have done for the peace of Muslims...

...and for the interests of
our dynasty and Empire.

This campaign is the same.

The infidels do not behave.

And folks want to see me
leading the army.

Perhaps the Pashas should go before,
you can join later.

You've joined many
campaigns late.

No, Mihrimah.

This campaign is different.

This will be my last campaign.

My rulership began with conquest
and it will end with conquest.

May God grant you
a long life, Your Majesty.

Father...

Please think again.

You'll go very far.
It'll take months even years.

This campaign is a
steep cliff with no end.

My late mother has entrusted you to me.

How will I face her in afterlife?

My sun and my moon...

My graceful daughter.

What makes you think your mother
would oppose to this campaign?

If your mother was alive, she'd understand
how I feel...

...and support me regarding this campaign.

You have the whole world at your feet.

The fate of every country
depends on your one word.

The future is in your blessed hands.

Who owns such a power besides you?

From now on, you have become immortal!

No one is eternal in this world, Hurrem.

We all face the same fate.

Death will knock on my door someday
and I'll leave as everyone.

No human being is immortal.

Even if you pass away...

...your shadow will
always be on these lands, Suleiman.

Centuries and millenniums will pass...

...and people will always talk about
your glory, power and victories.

If this is not immortality,
then what is it?

You will go.

No matter what happens, right?

You should send me off with
joy, not tears.

This is your garden, Suleiman.

This heaven on earth,
it's your dream.

This is the spring of lovers.

Oh, beloved, this love is like rain.

And we are like flowers and leaves.

When the rain falls on us, we
are bloomed and enlivened.

I haven't seen anyone in life
who didn't have wings.

Everyone flies according to their desires.

Everyone is excited,
everyone is fiery.

Everyone is waiting.

Everyone is looking for an excuse to love.

This is the work of late Matrakci Nasuh.

He wrote in this book all the
important battles, events...

...and ceremonies that
took place in my life.

I hope, with this work, his name will
be echoed in future.

And this is the work of the poet
Arifi with your illustrations.

However, the last pages of this book
are still empty.

You and your craftsmen fill this page
with my last victorious trip.

So, when even centuries pass,
people who hold this book...

...can see the power of this great Empire.

You've granted me and my craftsmen
a great gift, Your Majesty.

May God clears your path
and sharpens your sword.

Today is the big day, Sumbul Agha.

They say all of Istanbul
is waiting for today.

True indeed.

In the past, His Majesty
didn't stay at the palace much.

He was here one second and
he was gone the next.

We'd start preparations for these
events way before.

Thankfully, we could see one last campaign
from Sultan Suleiman in our lifetime.

God willing, he'll return safe and sound.

What are you standing here?
Get back to your work!

Chatting me up here!

I, Suleiman.

Son of Sultan Selim Khan.

Born from Sultana Hafsah.

The tenth sultan of the
Ottoman dynasty.

Ruler of the Safavids,
Egyptian Mamluks...

...Syria, Palestine, the Kingdom of Hijaz
and the Silk Road...

Lord of the seas and deserts.

The sole owner of the heritage
that made Ottoman lands eternal.

I, Suleiman.

I swore to take the banners of my cavalry
that rides from East to West...

...and bring it to the
farthest corners of the West.

For the peace of my subjects,
for justice, I took an oath.

I swore to bring peace and
justice to every land I set foot onto.

Doge, Your Grace.

No one believed when
they announced that...

...Sultan Suleiman will lead the army.

It was said that the old and weary ruler
would not get up again.

But the Great Turk surprised everyone.

While everyone was waiting
for his funeral...

...he left the palace with his army...

...with a worthy ceremony
as in his youth days

Constantinople witnessed the old
glorious days once more.

The people burst out onto the streets.

With his gray beard
and white robe...

...people say he looked
like a blessed person.

The people sent off the Great Turk to war
with unseen joy and respect.

During his 46-year reign...

...he took any lands he set
his eyes upon in the East and West.

Sultan Suleiman,
the nightmare of his enemies.

Once again he proved that
he is the king of the kings.

We should be cautious
and hold close alliances.

Close the gates your cities,
train your soldiers.

Pray.

Suleiman The Magnificent, marches towards
the heart of Europe, defying death!

Your Majesty, are you alright?

Head physician, not now.

Ahead of us there is a war,
we don't know how long it will last.

Now is not the good time.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

It is a miracle that His Majesty set out
for a campaign...

...let alone coming back alive.

I did not expect this
at all Sultan Suleiman.

On the contrary, Nurbanu.

Sultan Suleiman, my father...

That's what you'd expect from him.

A Sultan who made the world bend a knee,
who conquered huge swathes of land.

He does not go to his death in sorrow,
he walks towards it as if it's a wedding.

I have not witnessed the greatest
years of Sultan Suleiman's rule.

I only saw blood, pain and tears.

We do not know how this war will end.

I obviously do not want it,
but maybe he'll be remembered with defeat.

God forbid.

I cannot remember how many times I waited
for my father's return from campaigns.

This time he will not come back, Sumbul.

He will not come back...

Perhaps I will not see him ever again.

May God give His Majesty a long life.

You should keep
a cool head, Your Highness.

I've not seen His Majesty that happy
for a long time.

He left the palace with such joy...

God praise, god praise!

It's my sole consolation.

Let's pray that the Almighty granted
our ruler such a wonderful life.

May He give him a great
victory for the one last time.

Your Majesty.

Prince of Transylvania Sigismund
Zapolya is waiting for an audience.

Let him in.

Your Majesty, Sultan Suleiman Khan.

I appoint Sigismund Zápolya
as the Prince of Transylvania.

He'll always be under my protection.

I pray for you and for my fortune
everyday, great Sultan.

It it was not for you,
I wouldn't be here now.

I owe my each breath to you,
Emperor of Emperors.

Like Alexander,
your name will never be forgotten.

I am honored to kneel before
an Emperor such as you.

Sigismund, my beloved child.

Last time I saw you, you were
a little baby in your mother's arms.

Now you're before me
as a valiant prince.

You will always be under my protection.

We came here to put
Maximillian in his place.

In addition, we are going to spread Islam
across our borders.

Our first goal will be
the fortress of Szigetvar.

We will be victorious with God's help.

What I wish from you is...

...take back the castles Austrians
took from Transylvania.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

May God sharpen your sword.

-Your Majesty.
-Speak, Sokollu.

I received unflattering news about
your Buda governor, Aslan Pasha.

He announced a Christian peasant as
his brother and had him circumcised.

He organized a feast and made the poor man
dance in front of everyone.

Aslan Pasha's deeds
do not end with this.

He also collects additional taxes
from people who are under his control.

Like that was not enough,
without your permission...

...he took the Palotto castle
from Austrians.

Bring that fool right away!

I will show him what it is to torment
the weak and smear my justice!

You may leave.

My Prince, my lion!

My Murad...

Mother.

Your father is waiting
for you impatiently.

When you invited me, I got worried.

I hope everything's alright.

It's all good, son.
Your father will explain everything.

Mother said you would like to
talk to me about something.

Is it about His Majesty?

When I left the capital,
his condition was not good.

Son, Mehmed Pasha keeps
sending letters after letters.

He writes that His Majesty's
condition is deteriorating.

The physicians had warned His Majesty.

They said he may not ever come back.

Who can stop the great Sultan Suleiman?

May he come back safe and sound.

Death comes from the Almighty, Prince.

Eventually the order of
the nature will take place.

There is no escape from death,
even if you are Sultan Suleiman.

God willing, sooner or later,
the throne will be mine.

We need to be prepared.

Our era is incoming.

Buda Governor, Aslan Pasha.

The Sultan of the seven continents...

Why I was brought here
as a prisoner?

-What have I done?
-What have you done?

Your sins have come to light.

I hear you torment people
and act on your own.

You circumcised a Christian and forced
them to dance, is that right?

It's slander, Your Majesty.
I swear!

They set me up because
I defeat our enemies!

Is it a slander that
you charge extra taxes...

...and that you invaded infidel
castles without my permission?

-Your Majesty, I--
-You fool!

You bandit!

Are you still talking!

There is no explanation for
what you have done.

I entrusted you this land
so that you represent my justice!

Not to torment the people!

I took some harsh precautions,
but only for the Christians!

Who are you to discriminate
my subjects?

Take him!

Your Majesty, I'm innocent. Show me mercy!

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty, I am begging you!

Forgive me! Show me mercy!

Your Majesty?

Quick, call the physician!

Physician, give me the medicine!

Preparing it right away!

Sokollu!

Lead the army.

I will not rest easy
until Szigetvar falls!

As you wish, Your Majesty.

When I was a little girl...

...I remember my mother passing through
the harem...

...sometimes as a storm,
sometimes as spring breeze.

When she'd see His Majesty...

...stars'd shine in her eyes.

And His Majesty would look at her
with love.

Sultana, I was a witness
to each and every moment.

Everyone would sacrifice
their life for such a love.

His Majesty will not be remembered solely
because of his great victories.

We will not live to see it...

...when people speak
about Sultan Suleiman...

...they'll speak about his
love for Sultana Hurrem as well.

Let's go to Edirne, Sumbul.

This empty palace depresses me.

And what about Prince Selim
and Sultana Nurbanu?

I leave them to God...

...and their son and
daughter-in-law.

They won, Sumbul.

My great brother is dead. Selim won.

We lost.

Every day I imagine
messengers entering the garden...

...and bringing good news
from Sokollu Mehmet Pasha.

After you ascend the throne, I can
finally rest easy after all these years.

That night we will celebrate our future
in the privy chamber.

It's time for me to
become a Sultana of the Sultanas.

The stars predicted it when
I first stepped foot to the palace.

After the rule of the Sultana Hurrem,
my star will shine.

Like this ring...

Our guns are bombarding the
fortress since morning prayers.

As you know, Szigetvar is comprised
of 4 castles with trenches dug around.

Janissaries attack the walls
at every chance they get.

We have caused serious damage
to the enemy already.

Tell me about victory.

When will this cursed castle fall?

God willing, we will take it soon.

It looks so good on you, Your Highness.

Come in.

Your Majesty, you wanted to see me.

I presume you make Prince Murad happy.

However, it is not enough for a Sultana.

For example, I...

I risked my life to gain this much power.

God forbid...

...but after the reign of Prince Selim,
the reign of Prince Murad will begin.

If God lets me,
I'll be the Queen Mother.

That blessed position that even
Sultana Hurrem couldn't have...

I hope you can have it, Your Highness.

You must have heard about Hurrem
from Sultana Mihrimah.

She handpicked me.

I follow on her footsteps.

The time has come and
it is now my turn.

There is one saying:
"The student becomes the master."

I'm sure you'll be more powerful
than Sultana Hurrem.

And the day will come,
your successor will overcome you.

Then that power ring you wear
will change hands.

Come in.

Your Highness, Prince Murad
calls his favorite.

If you excuse me, Your Highness.

I have to take care of the prince.

Your war is not over, Your Highness.

It begins now.

What's harder than getting to the top
is staying on the top.

I wish you came with me, Sumbul.

Sultana, if I'm gone,
Harem will turn into a bazaar!

Someone must control these
impudent concubines and guards.

When you leave,
the palace will be mine.

I can do whatever I want!

May God protect you, Sumbul.

You too, Your Highness.

Please write me letters.

Inform me on your situation.

My life...

I wrote down here what happened to me
and everything I've experienced.

Everything about me...

All that you know is
written on these pages.

My soul is these chambers...

These rooms...

These common rooms...

This garden.

These walls...

Hide my tears...

Branches of my love.

My voice.

Songs and laughter.

Hidden tears and wailings.

The seasons and years will pass.

The stars will go out in the sky.

What they call life is
just a blink of an eye.

My eyes were open.

And closed.

Life is just a day.

It appeared...

Soon came to an end.

The reason for my existence was love.

And the reason of my life
was this palace.

Attention! His Majesty
Sultan Suleiman Khan!

What's the situation, Sokullu?

Your Majesty, Szigetvar is resisting.

Their commanders...

...are showing great resistance
to not give up the castle.

-Under these conditions--
-Pertev Pasha, you tell me.

Your Majesty, Grand Vizier
Mehmet Pasha is right.

Hasan Agha?

Unfortunately winter is coming,
Your Majesty.

Perhaps the best option
is to retreat to Belgrade.

We can complete our preparations
until the next spring...

...then launch an even bigger assault.

There is no next spring ahead of us.

I have fought countless times
until today.

With God's help, the strength of my hands
and the blood of my soldiers.

With my heart and soul,
I managed to win many times.

When the tides were not in our side...

...I knew when to turn back,
but this time it was different.

Szigetvar is very important to me.

Szigetvar is not an
ordinary infidel castle.

Sgizetvar is my faith.

My hope...

My lions!

Those who wield their swords
in the name of God!

My brave ones who use their swords
for Prophet Mohammed!

For one last time, shout the name of God
and march on the infidel!

Today is our day, God willing!

The Almighty God, the prayers and the tide
are in our favor!

Victory and paradise are destined for us.

I believe that before the sun sets,
the fortress of Szigetvar will fall!

Do not disappoint me, my lions!

Long live the Sultan!

Your Majesty! Your Majesty!

Call the physician immediately!

Your Majesty.

The time has come.

Ibrahim?

I, Suleiman.

Son of Sultan Selim Khan.

Born from Sultana Hafsa.

Tenth sultan of the Ottoman dynasty.

Sultan of the world.

The one who tamed East and West.

The one who is of the mother earth,
will return back to mother earth.

I, Suleiman.

The voice of my friend calls me.

When a human being passes away,
what happens to their heart?

When blood and life withdraw,
what remains behind?

The paths of the mind
are insufficient to solve this.

Only the heart knows the truth.

This is a grand feast and union.

It's a prayer to a wonderful life
that only few people can enjoy.

The sky above me...

A fresh breeze among my branches.

My roots are in the deepest corners.

I, Suleiman.

Neither throne nor crown.

I am taking only love and
friendship with me.

I'm going to wake up now.

Let mankind know this.

Let them know and remember!

The reign is over!

The sorrow of the roses is over.

This dream is over.

No Sultanate remains, no crown!

My hands are empty the way I came to this
world, I depart with same empty hands...

Only a handful of soil remains!

Let everyone know that
a Suleiman passed from this world!

A mere subject of the Almighty God.

Suleiman...

The End