01x13 - The New Sultan

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Paradise Dream

In one day,

You entered paradise and saw me.

I can't believe it!

After Hassan Al-Sabbah and his followers'

victory over the strongest armies on earth

The world recognized the power of the

Mountain Sheikh and his believing followers

The Sultan and his minister

recognized the strength of Alamut Castle

A regular fighting army

Defeated the Franks.

And conquered lands

where no Muslim had reached

Was defeated by a group of 300 men!

Why? Who is Hassan Al-Sabbah?

Why? Who is Hassan Al-Sabbah?

He decided he won't fight again.

Imagine a believer

from Alamut Castle

With a dagger and faith

Capable of toppling a well-established

nation with an army and wealth

Why would he enter big wars

and lose soldiers and gear?

When he could topple

an army by k*lling

Topple a nation by k*lling a

king or a caliph or a sultan

Hassan began his new approach.

Assassinating influential

state figures and officials

Assassinating influential

state figures and officials

You don't need to

fight a nation to defeat it

But you can cut its head.

He filled the hearts with

terror from Alamut Castle.

And its master

Sheikh of the Mountain

Hassan Al-Sabbah

Episode 13

"The New Sultan"

Come sit!

The minister and the sultan died

And Omar became naked

Naked?

Naked

What's your name?

I am Sahban

Sahban

Do you know who I am?

Who doesn't know Omar Khayyam?

Do you know that the

Nizam Al-Mulk was k*lled?

I was informed

And Malik-Shah

Sultan of the earth

Is dead!

Yeah, I knew

Do you know Hassan Al-Sabbah?

No, I don't know him!

He's ruling the world

from the top of Alamut Castle

From the top of the castle?

Yes, from the top of the castle

The top of the castle

The world is changing

around us, Sahban

Old meanings are changing

Changing means

Changing means

New meanings are

coming in their place

This is philosophy!

You're a philosopher!

- Me?

- You're a philosopher.

- I'm a philosopher?

- Yes.

No, no, no, I am

Not important

So, what's important then?

What's important is

that this new world

Is dangerous

It's dangerous because we don't know it.

We have to escape!

Let's escape, you and I.

Why should I escape with you?

And escape from whom?

From everything, Sahban.

From everything.

I am.

I'm a child of this ancient

world that is changing.

I am a man of the

m*rder*r and the m*rder*d.

I am a friend.

Of Nizam Al-Mulk and

Hassan Al-Sabbah !

Look, I appreciate this philosophy.

But if we escape, where will we go?

Anywhere.

Anywhere but Isfahan!

Anywhere.

Where we can live in peace.

Any place where we can live in peace.

- Let's go!

- Let's go.

Let's go, Sahban!

Just in case we're thirsty.

And how is the Seljuk state

after Sultan's death, Zakwan?

The division and infighting

between Berkyaruq.

His brother Muhammad Tubar, Mahmoud,

and their fourth brother, Ahmed Sinjar.

In a fierce fight for rule.

Hasn't it been settled yet?

And it won't be settled

in the near future.

Glory be to the One who does

not ignore the call of the oppressed.

Our master's prayers

are not hindered by skies.

A prayer for all the

oppressed, oh Zaid.

A prayer for all the

oppressed, oh Zaid.

The women, our master.

Turkan Khatun hided the news

about Sultan Malik-Shah's death.

So her son Mahmoud could succeed.

And she imprisoned

her eldest son Berkyaruq.

But his followers

freed him from prison.

And the wars started.

And I think Berkyaruq

is the most brutal.

Quite like his father.

But the rest of the news

Muhammad and his brother Sinjar.

Have aligned against him.

And then they reconciled.

And soon another conflict

arose between them.

Who is the Abbasid caliph with?

Waiting.

Whoever wins.

Whoever wins.

He will be with him.

But he hates all four of them.

And how is Ibn Al-Hafiz in his castle?

Fully in control.

And as reconciliation occurs.

His castle and all the

castles will be in danger.

All the castles.

Except for Alamut, Zakwan.

You are welcomed,

Zakwan, in Alamut castle.

Send our regards

to Ibn Al-Hafiz.

Get Zakwan to his chamber.

And honor him as a guest.

Is there no barrier between

our master and the skies?

Is there no barrier between

our master and the skies?

This is not something you should

say to strangers or guests, Ibn Sihon.

- Our master, I

- Secrets of the castle can't be revealed.

Not even the castle's

most significant secret, Zaid.

My personal matters should

not be discussed or hinted at.

Because my status is your secret.

Understood, our master.

And I apologize.

I want you to be silent

and keep the secret, Zaid.

Like Barzak Amide.

Why did I run away with you?

Companionship, my brother.

Companionship.

But do you even know me?

wine, conversation and

fear of the future gathered us.

Then we're brothers in trouble.

What trouble?

Life.

Life is trouble.

Yes, sir, but I am a

poor traditional masseur.

And you are a scholar,

philosopher, and a poet.

And you.

You are Omar Khayyam.

You are Omar Khayyam.

are you a masseur?

Yes.

Do know that your

job is the greatest?

You are doing what poets,

philosophers, and scholars couldn't do.

None of us could

clean even one human!

But where are we going?

Do you have anyone

in Isfahan to miss?

No father, mother, or wife.

A small water jug, a

small donkey, and a loofah.

Your load is light.

And this donkey surely

got a rest from you.

So where are we going?

Who is the successor of Hassan Al-Sabbah?

Al-Hussein bin Al-Sabbah?

Or Zaid bin Sihon or Barzak Amide?

Mawlana Al-Hussein,

your son, our master.

Surely your son

should be the first.

Who said?

Who said?

I was questioned in my solitude.

Who would you

choose after you, Hassan?

I feel that all three are my sons,

without preference or discrimination.

So I entrusted my choice to God.

To decide among you.

Kadjar!

Where are you going?

None of your business.

Who are you?

I’m Kadjar.

Bring them!

I'm so sorry, Alinar.

From the inspirations of my lord

Nizar, peace be upon him, he said.

Ever since the disagreement of

Malik-Shah's sons over the rule.

It is a bright time

for us and our dawah.

No longer is it a time of

hiding and secret dawah.

Isfahan has become a

capital without a sultan.

I want the believers to

appear openly in Isfahan.

Dawah should be public.

I want all who oppose

our dawah to be brutally k*lled

In the largest squares

and streets of Isfahan.

So it serves as a lesson.

I want fear to fill hearts.

But, this may stir the spirit of hatred

and revenge among the people for us!

And, instead of being

oppressed victims.

We will become despised tyrants!

To be a hated tyrant

is a beautiful thing, Zaid.

It emboldens the weak

to achieve their desires.

And as people joined us out

of sympathy and pity at first,

Now they'll join us to

be close to the powerful.

Now is the time

for things to change!

And whereas people used to

shelter the believer in their homes,

Showing him compassion.

I want them to wish to

be like him and fight with him.

The dispute between Malik-Shah's

sons is a golden opportunity.

That will put people in the service of

the mighty giant who appeared in Isfahan.

Preparing for the resurrection.

Resurrection?

The Resurrection of believers and the

restoration of the throne and caliphate.

And then,

Time will have come full circle,

Time will have come full circle,

The resurrection will have happened

and the legislation will be raised.

And the followers of my Imam

will be the masters of the earth.

As he told me in

his holy, noble voice.

And know, oh, my son Hassan, that

you are the holder of the key to paradise,

The man of the resurrection by which laws

will be raised and justice established.

And the Mahdi Imam, the

Awaited One, will appear in you.

In you?

Praise be to Allah.

I only dream of the day

when you will be my wife,

And be behind one door,

and we share our life together.

My obedience here is

the basis of everything.

Because I love you.

Yahya!

What's wrong?

Alinar's threats are true.

Kadjar, the beautiful Armenian,

Was k*lled hours ago.

Why?

She left her room and

was spotted by a guard.

And orders were issued to

k*ll her and the guard.

It's dangerous, Nurhan!

You're my only friend here.

Kadjar is no more,

She's gone now.

I think that's a sufficient

warning for all of you.

I think that's a sufficient

warning for all of you.

Try to preserve your lives.

No one even knows

that you all are here,

Except me and our master.

Just the two of us.

And no one else will see you

except the chosen one from heaven.

Any deviation from the

place you've been assigned to

Destined to k*ll!

I advise you to

always be at your best.

I advise you to

always be at your best.

And in a gentle state,

Your faces always smiling.

And remember, Alinar has

only two jobs in the castle.

She turns you into damsels,

Or kills the disobedient among you.

Where's the sweet smile?

Where's the sweet smile?

Oh, the winemaker,

to you the complaint.

We called you even

if you didn't hear.

And a drinking buddy,

I aimed at his seduction.

And a drinking buddy,

I aimed at his seduction.

And I drank the

arrack from his palm.

Oh, the winemaker,

to you the complaint.

We called you even

if you didn't hear.

And a drinking buddy,

I aimed at his seduction.

And I drank the

arrack from his palm.

And I drank the

arrack from his palm.

Oh, the winemaker,

to you the complaint.

We called you even

if you didn't hear.

Hello, hello.

To Omar Khayyam.

We knew about your

entrance in Merv, we are happy.

Don't worry.

Your presence will

embellish our palace.

And it will keep you

away temporarily,

From the terrifying wars

of Malik-Shah's sons.

Thank you for the greatness

of the ruler of Merv.

Is there a celebration

here or what?

Omar Khayyam.

Omar Khayyam.

Who's with you?

My friend, master.

So he's a scientist.

Or a poet.

Or a philosopher.

- Me?

- All of it.

All of it.

Our master Sahban

is more poetic than me.

More philosophical than me,

and more understanding than me.

Oh.

To this degree!

Sure.

He hided in Isfahan as

a masseur for seven years.

To escape from the

questions of knowledge.

But he's modest like that.

Yes, I am modest.

Modest!

Listen, Omar!

I love thrilling stories.

And fun.

And sense of humour.

You will live with me here.

You and your friend Sahban.

You will live in a place

worthy of your rank.

And only one thing

is required from you.

To make a large observatory,

Just like the one

you made in Isfahan!

I want to see the

stars at high noon.

- My master's command!

- And I have another request,

Always be present,

And at my command.

And at my command.

So I can enjoy your company,

And your poetry,

And your thrilling stories,

You and your modest friend.

Sahban,

Be of good cheer, Sahban.

We're both now masseurs,

In the palace of the

Great ruler of Merv.

This is the aftermath of wine,

But surprisingly it

didn't turn out bad at all!

In the name of Allah,

there is no might nor

power except with

Allah, the High, the Great.

In the name of Allah,

Oh Generous Lord,

In the name of Allah,

I feel like I know you.

It's easy,

To know people by their features,

But it's hard for

one to know himself.

Can one really know himself?

Yes,

Of course!

Many people,

Can know themselves,

And those who know themselves,

Know their Lord,

This isn't some

street sweeper's talk.

Why?

The street sweeper,

Is just like anyone else,

He has a heart, mind,

And instinct,

But the most important

thing is to have sound instinct.

You're better than a lot of people.

May God bless you,

That's your good opinion

There are no scholars left. And the

mosques are filled with strange people!

The Esoterics and arrogant ones,

delivering sermons as if they own religion.

The condition has

become difficult,

People have always been different,

Different religions and doctrines,

Different religions and doctrines,

Different ways and sects,

A big ocean,

And unfortunately, many

people drown in it,

Every sect believes they are right,

Every party is pleased

with what they have.

The dispute among the sons

of Malik-Shah won't last long,

This time is ours,

This time is ours,

I want each one

to receive a message,

According to his

nature and thinking,

Berkyaruq is ferocious,

Muhammad is stubborn,

And Sanjar, despite his

young age, is all cunning,

Their busy fight against

each other is enough,

We are action, not reaction,

Who has a stronghold

closest to our castle?

Berkyaruq,

Then the closest ones are

first in terms of kindness.

In the name of Allah, the most

Merciful, the most Compassionate,

From Hassan Al-Sabbah, the

servant of Muhammad and Ali

To the Great Prince Berkyaruq,

son of Sultan Malik-Shah,

We could reach your chamber,

But we prefer peace.

So if you want our support against your

brothers, we will be of great help to you.

But if you're playing mind games

There's nothing between your head

and our daggers but the blink of an eye.

Shakib

Yes, my lord

Who is responsible

for guarding my room?

Me , my lord.

I didn't become a knight

in the Seljuk army

just to take part in a

w*r between brothers.

Long live the Sultan!

Are we now fighting under

the banner which sultan?

Shakib

Return to the kitchen now.

Where is the sense in all of this?

How can the brothers let our

greatest power and army be wasted?

The death of Malik-Shah opened

the door to ruin and division.

Strife

and greed

and women as well.

Turkan Khan, Malik-Shah's

wife, started all the disputes.

Turkan Khan, Malik-Shah's

wife, started all the disputes.

She was the one who made the Abbasid

Caliph recognize her son Mahmoud

and kept Berkyaruq,

the eldest son, in prison.

We freed him

and we've defeated her

and her son several times.

Now Sanjar, the third

son, has entered the fight.

Instead of fighting the Esoterics,

we're fighting each other.

If it were up to me,

I'd k*ll all three of them.

Berkyaruq, Muhammad and Sanjar

And the state would

be united again.

Or they reconcile, Yahya.

All parties benefit from

the brothers k*lling each other

But it's in our interest

for them to reconcile.

But it's in our interest

for them to reconcile.

One, two

Three

And your armies are outside?

Afraid of your elder brother?

We wouldn't have come here in

the first place if we were scared.

We're here in our rightful place.

Our father's palace, and our grandfather's,

and after, the

brothers' house.

After we were the

strongest nation on earth…

The brothers

fighting themselves!

You started it, Berkyaruq!

Me? How?

Me? How?

I was imprisoned, powerless

My followers

fighting in my name, faithfully.

At the same time, my

brothers are fighting against me.

However, I forgive you all!

I'm also their elder brother!

Our elder brother

So, the rule is yours?

Then whom?

You?

Do you think you can govern a

state that stretches to India and China?

Maybe.

Maybe I live longer than

you and even Muhammad

Maybe in my rule, the state

will exceed its current boundaries

And you know worthiness

And you know worthiness

is not always for the eldest.

And I remind you, my grandfather

Alp Arslan was not the eldest.

I know what led us to this.

Could women's schemes

do this to our state?

And who are these women?

Quiet!

You all know, to meet

here, all three of us,

how many thousands died?

w*r is easy!

And destruction is easier.

w*r is easy, and

destruction is easier.

But building and reunification

that is what's hard.

I am the Sultan.

And I am sure that you

don't want to be mere followers.

I know.

I am ready to pay the price.

That price?

What? Gifts from the

Sultan to his brothers?

Yes.

Gold or sl*ve women from those

who are around you all the time?

The countries that you choose.

Aside from Isfahan, the capital, and

The Two Holy Mosques, and Baghdad.

The rest divide among you equally.

For the sake of the spirit

and bones of Malik-Shah,

I extend my hand in peace.

My brothers and his sons,

We sacrifice for a state

that deserves our sacrifices.

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Temporary Loyalty.

Loyalty not assured.

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

Long live Sultan Berkyaruq!

News of the brothers' truce

must reach all the cities.

The people must know that

the state has a Sultan.

They are k*lling

people in the streets.

How did they manage this?

And why were the people silent?

My lord, the state's preoccupation with

internal battles was their opportunity.

The priorities were elsewhere and Isfahan

remained for quite time without a Sultan.

So they spreaded.

How many are they?

They do not exceed 800.

800!

800 could do this in Isfahan?

The Sultanate's

most important city!

Where are the people?

Where are the men of Isfahan?

My lord, the people are afraid.

The public are not made for w*r.

Gather the elites

of Isfahan for me.

As you command, my lord.

But our number

today is quite large.

I was informed today at

dawn, there will be a mass

declaration of faith here

in the camels square.

That's why the believers

are numerous today.