01x15 - Hassan Al-Sabbah's Son

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It's just one faith.

One faith in what?

In Hassan Al-Sabbah

Hassan believes his cause is noble.

Anything to justify its existence.

Hassan is a man of opportunity.

Whatever it may be.

Welcome, dear ones.

This is heaven for the loved

ones and hell for enemies.

Here lies the throne of

the new state we all serve.

Hassan took over

the Fortress of Alamut.

This is the new kingdom.

This is the new kingdom.

And turned it into

a formidable fort.

No one can reach it.

Retreat!

Within are the

chosen and warriors.

They do not fear death or pain.

For our master's sake.

The Fortress of Alamut.

Heaven for Sabbah and

a graveyard for his followers.

I will sentence him

to two hundred lashes.

I will sentence him

to two hundred lashes.

Without mercy.

Conflict, fear, and anxiety the fortress

and Sabbah’s followers have caused.

Has been transferred within.

The spirit of the fortress

began to unsettle.

Episode 15

"Son of Hassan Al-Sabbah"

On the surface, you

seem to be a poor cleaner.

Inside, I am faced

with a great scholar.

Combining truth, law, and beauty

of the apparent and the hidden.

May God protect you!

It seems that,

Your assumption of me is lofty.

But I am merely one

of the common folk.

Perhaps even less.

I feel drawn to your knowledge!

Something compels me

to get closer to your light.

Look, my son,

Excessive praise is disapproval.

Our master Ali, may

God be pleased with him,

Once sat in a council.

Somebody lavished him with praise.

But had a wicked interior.

Our master Ali, may God honour him,

Said,

I am less than what you say.

And more than what you think.

You seem

To hold a dagger.

Wanting to k*ll me with it.

And scream among people, declaring, I

k*lled Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali, the infidel!

No one, my son, holds the keys to paradise

Except the one who created paradise.

You,

Seem to walk

while you are sleeping.

Seem to walk

while you are sleeping.

I will go pray.

How?

How will you pray

while you are infatuated?

How will you prostrate to your God and your

heart and mind are filled with infatuation?

It is easier for me that

You k*ll me with your dagger.

Than to see a young Muslim

Fall into temptation.

You surely see and

hear from a Jinn.

He is the one who guides

you and leads you astray.

If you are scared

because the mosque is crowded

And you won't be able to k*ll me

After the mosque is emptied

I will wait for you

But I promise you

Just like the one

who promised you

paradise and houris

I promise you Hell

Not because you k*lled

Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali, no

But because you have

sold your soul and heart

To something other than God

Like a passer-by

Who k*lled the one

that sheltered him.

God is greater

God is greater

O, our master

Mansour, the chosen one, failed

In k*lling Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali

Our master knows the unseen

No

But I know how to

read your face, Barzak

When you're hesitant

to deliver bad news

He actually failed to k*ll him

And has become his

follower and disciple too

An amazing man

Anyway, I also had

that possibility in mind

And I knew the reason

What's the reason, master?

Our Paradise dream is

missing something very important

Our Paradise dream is

missing something very important

Praise be to God

God inspired me with it

What is it missing?

The dream of Paradise is

missing the music of Paradise

But

Music and instruments

are forbidden!

Forbidden in this world only

Not in Paradise

There is no halal and haram

in the dream of Paradise

I want the best musical

instruments From all over the world

And the most skillful musicians.

I want them to work until

They reach extraordinary music

The music of Paradise

The music of Paradise

The melody and the Maqam should be

different From all accepted musical Maqams

Or even heard by the ear before

Different music

A different music

Heavenly music, O Barzak

How long are we going

to keep going like this?

How long are we going

to keep going like this?

Patience, Sahban

Life is a series of risks and

all You have in it is patience

Alright

But where are we going?

We're going to our destined fate!

The poet and the masseur are

puppets in the hand of destiny

And since death is the only end

We must continue this

journey until we reach death.

I don't understand anything

And I don't want to

know where we are going

What about the thirst?

I have remnants from

an old lifetime friend

Wine!

But wine doesn't quench thirst

It just makes you forget it

Do you have something

to forget about hunger too?

I'm hungry

Well, our master

What's the fate of the one who

failed to k*ll Abu Hamed Al Ghazali?

His fate is known

Death and fires of hell

Death by whom?

A new chosen one

A more faithful chosen one

Will he k*ll him and

Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali?

No

Not Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali

k*lling his follower

is most important

Because he may reveal secrets of

the fortress which is not wanted

As for Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali,

that will need more thought

As for Abu Hamid Al-Ghazali,

that will need more thought

I'm not ready for that now

Most important thing is

k*lling the non-believer, Mansour

And as quickly as possible

But Mansour knows our ways

And any one who approaches him the

same way will be dealt with cautiously

And who said that the

chosen one this time is young!

The chosen one this time

is one closest to my heart

The one who will go to k*ll Mansour

and come back without a single wound

Barzak Amide!

How did you recognise me?

God has spoken the truth

I didn't

I saw you from behind a veil

There were two

One kind, and the other obsessed

One kind, and the other obsessed

I ignored the obsessed one

And talked to the

kind one with my heart

He responded

And won over the obsessed one

It's not just you

Me also

Inside me the kind one

And the obsessed one

You too!

And there's a big w*r every moment

Between the two

But I try to let the kind one

win over the obsessed one

And what's the difference between

you and Hassan Al-Sabbah?

He also sees and

predicts things happening

His eyes have magic!

I saw it myself

Even if you saw

Hassan Al-Sabbah flying

Or walking on water

Or speaking to the wind

Assess him within the

framework of the Sharia

If he contradicts the Sharia

If he contradicts the Sharia

He's an illusion

Even Imam Ghazali before you,

If he contradicts the Sharia

He too is an illusion and a devil.

But he doesn't contradict

He tells us that he

hears from the heavens!

And takes orders from

our master, the Imam

Not to mention that he alone

possesses the key to Paradise.

I seek forgiveness from Allah

the Almighty for every great sin.

The revelation has ceased.

Ever since it came down

upon the last Prophet.

The infallible.

Mohammed, peace

and blessings be upon him.

And he does not hold

the keys to Paradise,

Except for the

one who created it.

Let me be at your service.

Let's be of service to each other.

Let's aid each other.

In the piety of God.

Begin in the name of God.

We have called for you, even

though you have not heard.

Forgiveness has its limits.

Since I have forgiven you once,

This means your chances

for forgiveness have run out.

Alinar has permission

from our master.

To k*ll anyone.

Who says no to her.

Or anyone who spoils

the dream of Paradise.

Without any chance for return.

But you're different.

You have personality

and you have flavor.

And that's what I've

been searching for.

In the dream of Paradise.

The Chosen one

must see a woman.

To reside in his imagination

for the remaining time of his life.

And the biggest thing in pleasure.

Is for a man to feel that he has

got something different.

A woman.

Unlike any other woman.

But I won't be able to be

a part of the dream of Paradise.

But I won't be able to be

a part of the dream of Paradise.

You're either here to

accomplish the required,

Or to die.

There's no third option, darling.

My master.

Do you know why I

chose you for this mission?

No, my master.

But I am your servant

and in your obedience.

I heard a voice in my

solitude saying, oh Hassan.

We have known that the closest

person to your heart is Barzak Amide.

And for him to be

worthy of your love.

And gain your place

and your position.

He must risk his life

and perform a great task.

Is that why you chose me?

Yes.

Because after you return, you'll

be in a completely different position.

Because after you return, you'll

be in a completely different position.

A position that the

nearest people will envy.

Envy me?

Poor Ibn Syhoon.

Jealousy is a trap, Barzak.

Beware of him and

treat him as a brother.

But be aware of the brother

who can k*ll his own brother.

Like Cain and Abel.

Now I'm going out fully

enthusiastic, my master.

It's not you who's going to travel.

The spirit of Hassan Al-Sabbahshall replace

you as soon as you leave the castle.

The spirit of Hassan Al-Sabbahshall replace

you as soon as you leave the castle.

And until you return to us

Youssef,

Didn't I issue my commands?

Didn't I say to cut off the

path for the Seljuq soldiers?

Yes, my Lord.

But Nuri Zaan refused,

He said that these

things concern him alone.

I am Hussein, son

of Hassan Al-Sabbah

And my word goes for all!

The young boy, son

of Hassan Al-Sabbah

Why is his voice so loud?

I am not a boy.

I'm the son of Hassan

Al-Sabbah , your master and lord.

Among Hassan Al-Sabbah's morals

He is wise.

And patient.

And his voice,

is soft.

Unlike me,

Unlike me,

I'm loud and tough,

And I don't like disobedience.

You are here under

our protection, Hussein.

And those under

protection must behave.

You are the one who needs to

behave and show compliance.

You know that our lord Hassan Al-Sabbah has

given me the authority to discipline you!

Up to imprisonment if necessary.

You imprison me?

Chain him, Abdullah,

And send him to

his father like a sl*ve.

You are insane!

I had hoped you'd be

more like your father.

Chain him.

I am better than my father.

Stand back!

I said stand back!

Stand back!

Stand back!

Today is a festive

day in Alamut Castle.

As my lifelong friend and beloved

Omar Khayyam has arrived.

I miss your days, Hassan.

I can't believe it.

Our master Hassan Al-Sabbah!

That's Sahban,

A poet, scholar, and philosopher.

Or a masseur.

Wow,

Wow, time flies!

As if we were just boys

making promises yesterday.

Promises that went away.

And the three friends became two.

And here I am, a guest of the

k*ller and absent of the k*lled.

There was no choice but

to k*ll him, Omar, I swear.

He was his own enemy.

And he started the evil.

Let's not remember the past

because its beauty is that it's gone.

It's gone with its good and bad.

And digging into it will

stir the evils of the soul.

How did you feel when

you entered Alamut Castle?

Like I'm in the

world of the Barzakh.

A place that has no connection

to this world or the hereafter.

Hassan Al-Sabbah is king in

a world that doesn't exist.

You could say that you

are in the future, Omar.

Whereas the Abbasids,

Fatimids, and Seljuks

Whereas the Abbasids,

Fatimids, and Seljuks

Are still in the past.

You could say that here is a

miniature version of the world.

Why are you doing this, Hassan?

The world lacks justice.

And justice needs power.

Unfortunately, the power in this

time is in the hands of the oppressors.

So I decided to create a place, a

kingdom where I k*ll the oppressors

Without any w*r.

Without w*r, how?

We don’t have the armies,

weapons, and money they have.

Omar, I am not

capable of battling a state.

Omar, I am not

capable of battling a state.

But with intellect and revenge,

I can bring a state down.

Our master.

Your face carries bad news.

Your son, Hussien, has

k*lled preacher Nuri Zaan.

Bring him in chains like a sl*ve.

And as soon as possible, Zaid.

Hey, lestin!

I'm not comfortable with

this place nor your friend.

This is not the Hassan Al-Sabbah

This is not the Hassan Al-Sabbah

And as if I don’t know him.

Then who is he?

He is someone who

sees himself above others.

I see!

Look, Omar.

I need to tell you

something frankly.

Your bring me bad luck.

Since I met you I leave one

trouble to enter into another.

I want to go back to my hammam.

It is not easy.

No one can bring back a

single moment that passed.

Who are you talking to?

Who are you talking to?

Have you relapsed into delirium?

What delirium?

- Can you go back to yesterday?

- No

I cannot.

But I'm not

comfortable here, Omar.

Neither am I comfortable

with your company.

Why?

Look, Omar, I

am an ordinary man.

I like to drink wine, I like the female

companionship, I like eating a lot.

But to say poetry with

blasphemous words and such..

And my friend is crazy,

k*lling people! No thanks.

There is no blasphemy or anything.

There is no blasphemy or anything.

No.

Yes, there is.

There is blasphemy and words about

our Lord that are incorrect, forbidden

If you understand and follow

the meaning, you will feel relieved.

I don't want to.

I don't want to follow the meaning,

nor do I want to follow you.

And when I sit with

you, don't say this.

Okay.

What

What will Hassan

Al-Sabbah do to his son?

Hassan Al Sabbah

Has a mind like a

forest filled with beasts

You'll never know

which beast will rule

But he's still his son

Al-Hussein, my son?

He k*lled?

Yes

You're the cause

It's you who banished and alienated

him, Turning him into a vicious beast

It's you who banished and alienated

him, Turning him into a vicious beast

The deviated nature

that I tried to amend

Nobody can amend his nature

And whoever tries

to, he will be broken

So be it!

Be careful, Hassan!

What does that mean?

Do I leave the son of Hassan Al-Sabbah

To m*rder and corrupt the earth?

I'm responsible

for the believers!

He's a rotten flesh and a k*ller

What does that mean?

If you get near him,

I won't keep quiet

The decision now is

not mine nor yours

It's only God's

Hassan!

He is my son!

Stay in your chamber

Did you k*ll the preacher Nuri Zaan?

Yes

Because he defied my

command and insulted me

And he treated me as a servant

Do you know your age and his?

Do you know how

knowledgeable he was?

Do you know how long

he's been raising you?

I do know

And if I could go back to

that moment a thousand times

And if I could go back to

that moment a thousand times

I would k*ll him a thousand times

Judgment against

you is not mine to give

Judgment against you

is for the preachers

And my duty is only to

carry out the sentence

How can you judge

me when I'm your son?

My son doesn't defy my orders

And I ordered you to obey him

- But I didn't

- Silence!

He will be thrown

into the castle prison

Tomorrow morning, the

preachers will gather for a fair trial

Before me

Easy on yourself, our master

Easy on yourself, our master

After all, he's your son

My son who obays

me, nothing else, Zaid

The youngest true believing

follower in this castle is my son

You never wanted me

Al Hussein, son of Hassan Al-Sabbah

Do you admit your action?

I didn't do anything

I k*lled one of my followers who

defied my order and insulted me

Nuri Zaan was a

preacher and a scholar

And responsible for your education

How can you k*ll him

and call him your follower?

I am Al Hussein, son

of Hassan Al-Sabbah

And my status is higher than his

He should have obeyed me

Our master, Hassan Al-Sabbah, is

the one who decides who is in charge.

And Nuri Zaan was a preacher at the

behest of our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Above all as a preacher.

But not me.

Maybe you k*lled

him because you saw

Something that contradicts the

teachings of our master Hassan Al-Sabbah

Like a conspiracy

or betrayal of trust.

Or you noticed.

That he is cooperating

with one of our enemies.

I k*lled him

because he offended me.

And I can't accept insults.

And I can't accept insults.

we are trying to open a door for you to be

pardoned by our master Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Like, for instance,

he opposed the dawah.

Maybe, Master, Hussein

is hiding something from us.

I didn't hide anything.

I k*lled him because he was rude.

k*lling one of the

preachers is a grave sin.

To lose a preacher.

Means to lose a door to the dawah.

Our master Hassan Al-Sabbah

Hussein is regretful.

No.

Ask for forgiveness from

our master Hassan Al-Sabbah

Ask for forgiveness from

our master Hassan Al-Sabbah

No.

Whoever kills, gets k*lled.

Master.

You are the one in charge

and you have the right to pardon.

You are the one in charge

and you have the right to pardon.

So Allah may carry out a matter

that has already been decreed.

Hussein!

Hussein!

Hussein my son!

My son!

No, no, no.

No Hussein no.

Why?

Hussein!

Hussein!

No.

No.

Why?

Hussein!

Hussein!

Hussein!

Why?