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RESURRECTION ERTUGRUL
THE STORIES AND CHARACTERS DEPICTED HERE WERE INSPIRED BY OUR HISTORY
NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED DURING THE FILMING OF THIS PRODUCTION.
We will complete this task in silence.
Your duty is to take my men out of here when it is all over.
Don't worry Titus.
I saw that your women have been armed too.
We were born to fight.
We love to fight with the infidels like you the most.
Our weapons become more valuable with your blood.
Be careful not to drown in that blood one day.
Titus, see the truth.
Don't you ever attack my tribe where the women cook with their weapons...
...without letting me know.
That would be bad for you.
Bey!
What are you doing here? Where are your Beys?
They tried to ambush us on the way.
Unfortunately, Binteki has become a martyr, Bey.
What about the others?
Everybody is fine, Bey. They will be departing for Aleppo.
Aykiz and Hamza will return to the group tomorrow.
Ertugrul Bey has assigned them a task.
May God protect them.
Inform Ilyas Fakih.
Tell him to do whatever he needs to do for our martyr's funeral.
You failed badly again, you big Kurdoglu!
It is either you or the men you commissioned are duffers.
Are you going to wreak your anger on me?
Decide whose side you are on, Selcan Hatun!
I am on the side of my revenge first, and then my man's, Kurdoglu.
Now, do as you wish...
...but if my Gundogdu gets hurt...
...I will kill you with my bare hands.
I will take your liver out and eat it myself...
...not letting any animals or birds of prey have a single bite.
You know what I want from you.
Suleyman Shah's blood will flow down from that marquee...
...like the Euphrates river.
What sort of a revenge is this, Selcan?
You even frighten me.
You saw what my eyes saw, Kurdoglu.
You also saw...
...how Suleyman Shah murdered my father without blinking an eye.
All those years I have lived for this revenge.
Now it is time for me to see that glorious day.
Inform the Master. Marcus is coming!
We have found their location, Hamza.
-I failed, sir. -What about Eftelya?
They are going to Aleppo.
Did you escape or did they set you free?
Ertugrul has sent you a note, sir.
Is this Eftelya's hair?
He knows everything, sir.
He knows everything.
He removed one shoe of your horse in order to chase you.
Master.
Idiot!
We will come to rescue you soon, Turgut.
The Kayis!
Kayis have entered the House of God, you idiots!
Hurry up! Hurry, get on your horses!
Find them for me!
A man, who can’t even control his own castle...
...trying to guide the Crusaders?
Do not make me laugh, Petruccio.
I am going to Antioch.
I hope you sort out the chaos you have caused till I am back.
As you would appreciate, the report I prepared for His Holiness The Pope...
...and the emperor Frederick is completely about this matter.
Kayis have turned up to your door, huh?
As long as the people like you exist...
...the Turks can go not only to Constantinopolis, but also to Rome.
May God forgive all our sins.
Tell them to take care of Ebu Hisham's guests, Alpargo.
We must make them comfortable.
Let them rest in a quiet place.
Don't worry Bey.
-Peace be upon you -And peace be upon you
-Peace be upon you -And peace be upon you Atabey, welcome.
Peace be upon you
Wild Demir, who are these man?
They are the merchants who have come to buy rugs...
...from the rug workshop, Ata Bey.
If God permits this new nomad tent brings us abundance and richness.
If God permits.
Come on, son, go on.
Ata Bey...
...do you think Ameer of Aleppo will attack the nomad group?
That is unknown, son.
But if they do, these weapons...
...will tear their armors like paper.
They must put one of these in them for sure.
And this goes well with this one.
Finally we are disposing of these jinxed goods, mother.
The jinx has nothing to do with our handicrafts, Selcan.
It is because of the people who set their eyes on our nomad tent.
The pain of the heroes we lost in the caravan raid is still in our hearts.
And we also know who are responsible for it.
That is why I am glad that these goods will be gone.
Peace be upon you.
And peace be upon you.
Mother Hayme...
...if you allow me, as we have a deal on the price...
...I believe my men could load the goods.
Of course.
If God permits, you are not vexed with me because of my fait accompli offer.
Not at all. It was a good trade.
Kurdoglu shall help you.
Excuse me.
They say you are a good merchant.
A merchant, who pays a great deal for the goods of a nomad...
...who is in financial difficulty, must be either stupid or playing tricks.
What else can we do, besides saying “Good luck with it”?
Don't you think so, Kurdoglu?
It has to be with good luck, Selcan Hatun.
Neither the nomad group nor us have patience for bad luck anymore.
She is definitely a Bey's wife. So dangerous.
As dangerous as to have Adam expelled from the paradise.
What did the merchant say?
What else, he is pluming himself on the trade he plied.
What do you think about that?
What should I think, mother? Good luck with it.
But, there is something that I find distrustful about him.
As if he has some other plans for Kurdoglu and us.
Oh God, please help us rise from the fire that we are stuck in.
Guide us. Give us patience.
Give Ertugrul strength, oh God.
Considering they haven't killed Turgut...
...they must have other plans.
Please, what did Afsin Bey say to you?
What would they do to my comrade?
What would they do to my faithful friend, my blood brother?
If you dried the meat, it wouldn't be edible.
If it was a word, it wouldn't be talkable.
Please, say it.
Say that they killed him.
Say that they threw his dead body out of the ramparts.
That is much bearable.
But if you say they did not kill him...
...that is unsufferable.
Please...
...if there is something you don't say, please say it.
That was what Afsin Bey said, Dogan.
Bey.
Afsin...
If he came from the Templars' den himself...
He should know where the castle is.
Where is Afsin?
Is there a different matter?
When he heard what happened to Halime...
...he could not sit still. He went off in a hurry.
What happened to Halime Sultan?
El Aziz wanted to marry Halime.
But how can this be?
And Shahzade Numan Efendi...
...accepted His Highness The Ameer's proposal.
Ertugrul!
You must be very careful, understood?
Nobody moves before my orders.
God gives the remedy as he gives the suffering, my girl. Do not be sad.
The suffering is a sorrow, Nanny.
The remedy is another sorrow.
I was destined to be thankful for my sorrows.
I first saw this filly when I went to mountains to earn the title “Alp”.
She was different than the other fillies.
She was wilder, more independent. It was not easy to catch her.
Bringing her to the group was tough. She used to have her way all the time.
Then she drank the group's water, ate its bread.
She became tame.
As she believed...
...as she trusted, she understood how important she was to me.
Now she is yours.
And if you approve, I gave her the name Sultan.
God willing, you will never be separated.
We have a long way to go together.
Even if the end of it is apparent, the way is still ours.
I will care for her a great deal.
She will live with me till the day that I die.
You, over there.
You, to the other side. And you come with me.
Ertugrul!
Do not act foolishly.
Remember why we came here.
I must talk to Shahzade Numan, brother.
We can’t let him be the Templars' toy in order to rescue his daughter.
Wait for the morning. Wait till I meet with El Aziz.
I can’t wait for the morning.
Too late. I must go to the palace.
Ertugrul, this is madness.
Remember what happened last time. If you end up in the dungeon again...
...we won’t be able to rescue you this time.
I must go to the palace, brother.
As you’re determined to go, let me do whatever it needs to be done.
They are bringing Shahzade Yigit, Bey.
Okay, go back to your place.
Hush, they are coming.
Go to your ambush positions.
Trap!
Trap!
Both of my sons are with Aykiz.
They are more than siblings.
I know Bey, I know.
They must have forgotten their problems already trying to help my mad daughter.
Put your heart at ease.
What I fear is not about my daughter, Bey.
Although it is the first time she goes to war...
...she learned how to ride a horse, fight with swords and shoot arrows...
...together with her brothers.
With God's help, she knows how to shoot the infidels in the eye.
I'm afraid that...
...she'll get in Ertugrul and Gundogdu Bey's ways.
Did I say something wrong, my Bey?
Don’t worry.
Turgut and Aykiz will come soon, if God permits.
It's too late, Bey.
May I be excused? Good night.
To you too, Wild Demir, to you too.
I hope nothing is wrong.
As long as we have these madmen in the nomad group...
...neither El Aziz, nor the bastard Templars...
...nor the Mongols can harm us, with God's help.
Hurry back my beautiful daughter.
Hurry back.
And take your man back from those infidels.
Hurry back.
What is the matter, Dundar? What happened?
Ebu Hisham's men don't seem trustworthy to me, Master Demir.
I am not sure if I should tell my father.
Come on, go to sleep. It is late.
Let's see what the morning brings.
Aykiz and my brother Turgut...
...will be back, Master Demir. My brothers will bring them to you.
Today, it is 18 years.
What, sister?
18 years ago...
...on a bloody night like this...
...Suleyman Shah murdered our father with his own hands.
The days that everyone will get what they deserve, are about to come, Gokce.
So soon.
Good night, father.
To you too, son.
Dundar.
Son, tomorrow you are going to take the herd to the new grassland.
Go bed early so you can wake up strong.
-Okay? -All right mom.
Come on. Sleep tight.
My little Bey!
Dundar?
Oh Rahman Agha, please be quiet, please.
Your father will hang me if he hears about it.
You can handle it, please.
Oh God almighty!
It has been 18 years.
I know...
...you don’t want to talk about it but...
Time has passed, Bey.
Even the pots mildew with time.
There is no benefit in living with self-torment.
Even his children have never spoken about this matter once.
It has fallen through the cracks.
If you can’t get rid of the mildew, you must break the pot and throw it away.
Is it so, wife?
I killed their father.
One of them was a baby who lost her mother while giving birth.
The other one, was a grown up child.
Have they ever mentioned about this matter to you, Suleyman?
Both Gokce and Selcan knew everything about it.
Because you were right.
They kept quiet because they knew you were right.
You didn't kill him...
...because you are a vicious person but had no choice.
They know this very well.
I have never sat down and talked to them about this matter once.
I didn't have the courage.
Sometimes the anguish of not talking...
...suppresses the anguish of talking.
You brought them up as if they were your own daughters.
You even had your son got married to one of them.
Gokce is another heartache.
Has Ertugrul talked to you about Gokce?
He is afraid to talk as much as I am.
He knows that I only say once and never take a step back about their marriage.
Suleyman Shah...
...I couldn’t keep your son's seed in my womb...
...but every single day I kept growing my revenge inside me...
...like the grandson you always wanted.
The holy birth day has come.
I said I would take my revenge, brother.
Rest in peace in your grave, Bisol.
Translation: Barış Çakmak
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