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SULTANS OF THE HEARTS
AHMED-İ BEDEVİ A matter of life and death
They are the sultans of our hearts.
They are on the blessed path of the master of preeternity and eternity
They are the beams of light that illuminate our way.
They are the calligraphers of spirituality...
...who imprint the divinity of Islam into our hearts.
They are the springs of enlightenment...
...who offer benediction, compassion and mercy...
...to the unaware hearts fountain by fountain.
They are the columns of knowledge and insight who support...
...our dome of spirituality that ascends from the ground to heavens.
How happy are the subjects of those sultans of hearts who do not accept liberation.
His Highness Ahmet Bedevi was born in Morocco in 1199.
He passed away in Egypt in 1276.
He is one of the Sharifs. He is one of the great figures of Egyptian awliya.
He had many miraculous deeds.
O people; I swear on our Holy Lord Jesus...
...this dirty and evil woman deserves to be burned in fire a thousand times.
We need the flames of the holy fire...
...not to punish this cursed creature...
...who sold her soul to devil and consorted with the jinn...
...but to save her and our community.
Yes. We will have burned this woman who sold her soul to devil...
...along with the ill omen on these lands.
This fire will destroy the curse around us.
Today, you will witness yet another...
...great miracle of our holy church.
Tragic end of those who sold their souls...
...to devil will constitute a lesson...
...which will spread from here to entire North Africa.
Along with this woman, the courage of those who...
...intend to do the same evilness will burn to the ground.
The duty of this holy fire does not end here.
It is this fire that will also show the gospel of...
...Holy Jesus to all nonbelievers.
Are you wondering how?
You will soon see with your own eyes.
I will also step in the holy fire...
...with this cursed woman.
Yes. I will also step in the holy fire with this cursed woman.
Is there any Muhammadan among you?
There.
Is there any follower of Ahmed Bedevi among you?
No. No. No. There is not.
I wish they were here.
I wish they came by this holy fire to see the light of gospel.
They would have understood who is a holy person and who is an impostor.
Brothers, one cannot reach God by covering his face and going up to the roof.
We must walk on the path of Holy Bible in order to reach God.
There is the light of gospel. No, you didn’t hear wrong.
I will also step in the holy fire with this despicable creature.
However, the fire that will burn this cursed woman...
...will be like a garden of roses for me.
Do you know why? That is because Holy Jesus will protect me.
He will protect both my soul and my body.
Watch this great miracle carefully...
...and tell all people about it.
Tell especially poor followers of Sheikh Ahmet Bedevi about it.
Tell Sheikh himself about it.
Tell ill-fated people who mistake ordinary deeds for great ingenuity...
...what a miracle really is.
Spread this miracle.
Now, I invite you all to stay calm and watch carefully.
But grandfather, I wish we could stay and watch him step into fire.
Are you sure that you want to watch a person to be burned alive?
No.
There is also something else. Do you think that a punishment like burning a person alive...
...is right for whatever crime he committed?
No, grandfather. Do you think that a clergyman has a right to impose such a penalty?
Of course not. But why do they allow him to do that?
No one is allowing him, my dear.
They establish rules themselves.
They are making use of the absence of order around here...
...as Muslims are at war nowadays.
This is actually a complicated matter. You will understand better with time.
My dear.
Then, why did we come here, grandfather?
I will explain this to you. I will explain not only this but also all of it.
Why had we gone to the dervish lodge of His Highness Sheikh Ahmed Bedevi before?
Then, why did your uncle George...
...take you to that monastery?
Then, why did we come here?
Yes, grandfather?
We will talk about it thoroughly once we go home, my dear.
Tell me about it now, grandfather. Please.
Okay, my dear. Okay.
Please listen to me carefully now.
Okay.
My dear, as you know that I became the unwanted man in our family...
...since I converted from Christianity to Islam.
Everyone behaved like an enemy towards me. Especially your uncle George did many bad things to me.
He is still doing these things.
But grandfather, I love you very much.
I know, my dear. I love you very much, too.
But this love disturbed our family deeply.
They fear that you may become a Muslim like me.
But I made an agreement with them.
I told them, “Let Davut make his own decision”.
For that, you had to make a number of observations.
You will discover the right thing by yourself.
Do you understand me, my dear?
Will my father and my uncle accept my decision?
They promised me.
Grandfather. Yes, my dear.
Actually, I have made my decision.
No. No, my dear. Do not rush things.
Do not let me affect your decision. Think well. Think very well.
I have thought about it.
Think about it deeply, my dear. Take your time.
Grandfather, do you know that I liked monastery?
But when I went to that the dervish lodge, I was like...
You were like what? As if all elderly people there looked like you. All of them looked like you.
What do you mean?
I don’t know. There were young people there. They even looked like you.
Did their clothes look like mine clothes?
No. I don’t know in what way they looked like you, but I have loved them as I love you.
In what way did they differ from the people in monastery?
The people in the Bedevi lodge are happy.
Grandfather, all the people in the monastery look sad.
Is that so? Yes, grandfather.
The people in the Bedevi lodge even perform their daily chores like they worship.
The people in the monastery, on the other hand, worship as if they perform their daily chores.
Allahu Akbar. You are talking about great things.
His Highness Sheikh Bedevi did you a great favor.
But I have never seen Sheikh Bedevi.
Nobody sees him.
But he is there. Everyone who has conversations in that dervish lodge...
...is a person who were raised with the spiritual upbringing of His Highness Bedevi.
His Highness Sheikh Ahmed Bedevi educated them with a very interesting system.
They love and respect each other.
There is a feeling of love and pity in their hearts for all people.
That is why you found them likable.
That is also why you thought that they looked like me.
That is because all of us feed from the same source.
How is His Highness Bedevi able to influence you?
Grandfather, he does not talk with anyone.
Talking is not only possible with the tongues in our mouths.
There is also a language of heart.
This is a language that is formed by the bonds existing among hearts.
This is a language created by the light of Holy Allah.
This is a different language. We shortly call it Sufism.
Grandfather, can I learn that language?
You have already started learning it.
My dear.
What is wrong, my friend?
I cannot take it anymore, my friend.
The desire to see his face has overtook everything else.
I cannot take my mind off him even for a moment. I cannot take my mind off him even for a second.
It is worried that there are bad feelings behind this insistence.
Besides, this state of yours may sadden our Hazrat Pir.
Do you want to present? Do you think that he doesn’t know?
Of course, he knows. But I want to beg.
Your heart is already begging. I also want to beg with my tongue.
I don’t know, brother. I don’t know whether it is right or wrong.
I cannot say anything. You have to help me.
What could I possibly do?
Please pray. I always pray. Our prayers are mutual.
I have to present to him.
Look. Mad Haşim is furious about something again.
I wonder where he comes from.
He is coming from magic show of that Alexandrian monk.
What monk? You know there is a buffoon. They call him Father Gilbert.
Alright. You are talking about that priest who performs miracles.
It is not a miracle, my friend. It is called magic.
It may not be called even magic. He may be an ordinary sorcerer. He may also be a conjurer.
Whatever. So, he is selling snails in a Christian neighborhood.
I blocked your checkers move.
That is a Christian neighborhood, but the mischief there also smudge us, brother.
That was not the case with the. Of Sultan Baybars.
There was still the same tolerance. But the state was acting like a state.
This monk went too far. None of our masters does anything.
People are already very confused.
Our governor does not know anything else besides libation and entertainment just like me.
Your move.
You may be right, but what could the governor do? It is the duty of scholars to put this monk in his place.
Your move. Why are you so preoccupied?
Stop. I am not comfortable with the state of our Mad Haşim.
I know him. Let’s stop this game.
Why? You realize that you would lose. You want to avoid losing.
We are playing games, but monk’s hands have been busy.
That is also some kind of game.
Please, let’s take a look at this.
Then, we will visit the brother of kadi. He is my relative.
He may do something about it.
Forget that. Are we the ones who will save Tamta?
Don’t hurt me. Please. Allah, Allah. Look over there.
If you are such an assiduous Muslim, why did you intercepted me...
...towards evening and insisted that we should play checkers?
I wanted to overcome the anxiety within me.
But believe me, I am in a worse condition now.
Please, let’s follow Haşim.
Haşim may have decided to kill the monk.
You are out of your mind. Is he the only remaining sane person in this city?
He may actually do it.
It is your move, isn’t it? Yes.
The rumor of Knights Templar has been circling around these days again.
Allah knows, this monk may be a spy of that organization.
So? What do you mean so?
There may be an impending crusade.
That is always the case. So, is Haşim our hope?
We may actually provoke him. He can do this.
Yes, he can. Then, he will say that you have instigated him.
No. Haşim is a madman. But he is a strange madman.
We were having a lovely game.
This is a more blessed job, my friend. There is a terrible mischief within our city.
At least, we can exert a little effort for this cause.
If it is up to us, that means Tanta is doomed.
We may become important people.
Haven’t I told you? Allah, Allah.
Haşim is a noble madman. Are we inferior to him?
What is he saying?
He speaks in a language that nobody knows.
In what language is he speaking? I also realize it from time to time.
I swear that I don’t know. It is not clear whether he is talking with the jinn or something else.
But he is speaking with such sincerity.
His speeches are long ones.
He is very determined. I feared that you have instigated him and you are hiding this from me.
My friend, have a heart!
Besides, Haşim doesn’t listen to anyone’s advice.
He used to have conversations with Sheikh Effendi.
Then, he stopped going there.
Let’s go. Otherwise, I fear what could happen. Madman.
Don’t worry. He knows in whom he will stick a dagger.
Do you want me to become doubtful?
You are looking for an excuse to doubt.
Come on.
Haşim. It is me, Recep.
Good for you, Haşim. You are smarter than any of us.
Did you sharpen your dagger well?
Good for you. That monk has already deserved this.
What monk?
You know about what monk I am talking. I am talking about that charlatan who came from Alexandria.
Are you not going to pay that monk a visit?
No.
Wait a minute, Haşim. Then, where are you going?
I know whom I will stab.
Stop, Haşim. Stop. Don’t do anything wrong.
Get out of my way. Haşim, don’t do this. Where are you going?
How can you think of stabbing anyone else instead of that impostor monk?
That monk is blameless. The blame is on the person who controls him.
Are you going to assassinate the governor?
I know very well to whom I will pay a visit.
Where are you going?
I will give Sheikh Effendi a rough time.
So, you will pay His Highness Ahmet Bedevi a visit?
That’s right. Are you out of your mind, Haşim?
Aren’t I already a madman?
Of course, not. People may say so, but I know you.
You are a kind man. You like good people.
Good people like you. I don’t like useless good people.
But how could this be? His Highness Sheikh is a holy man.
Then, why does he turn a blind eye to the disgraceful acts of this monk?
There must be a reason for that. Besides, how can you now he turns a blind eye?
Listen to me for just one second.
If he does not turn a blind eye, then what does he do?
Is sitting on the roof night and day what a Sheikh supposed to do?
I will show him. The people had a little faith.
This faith is vanishing. He is right.
Wait a minute, Haşim. Let’s talk about this matter.
Don’t do this. Don’t do this, Haşim.
Stop, Haşim. Calm down. We are friends.
Don’t do this. Don’t do this, Haşim.
Come over here. Are you not loyal to Sheikh?
Come on. Take my dagger. Come on. Take it if you can.
What did we do to you? You got us all wrong.
We are not the followers of Sheikh Bedevi.
Please, let us go. Walk, you impostors. Walk.
Go up to the roof and sit beside him.
Why don’t you cover your face is like he does.
We respect Sheikh Effendi, but we are not his followers, Haşim.
Don’t you believe us. I swear.
You knock his door when you are hungry and want to eat your fill, don’t you?
Beat it, you impostors!
What is it, Abdulmecid?
Permission, sir. Come over here.
Take a seat.
Yes, Abdülmecid.
You know my condition, sir. Do you wear your heart on your sleeve?
You know, sir.
Listen to me, son. Quit your insistence on this matter.
You can’t endure seeing me.
But, I am sorry, sir.
I say you can’t endure seeing my face.
I can’t endure not seeing your face either.
My dear.
How long have you been with me?
My body has been with you for 23 years.
You have been deeply yearning for seeing my face for 23 years.
What is preventing you from doing that?
That two-tier veil?
Haven’t your vision become clear enough to see beyond this two-tier veil yet?
Şaban...
Let’s go and inform followers of His Highness Sheikh.
Why? If he is truly a Sheikh, then he can sense that he will be assassinated.
I can be Sheikh with the compliments of such followers.
You have become an ignorant man tonight all of a sudden.
Do sheikhs need to know everything.
They must know everything. Don’t talk nonsense
You are talking nonsense. You said that he would kill the monk.
You are looking for another solution to prove yourself since your prophecy turned out to be wrong.
Prophecy? Am I acting like an oracle?
How can you say that? I see, my friend. You are in bad sorts.
Let’s play checkers there merrily.
This long night will not end in any other way.
Are you actually this insensitive?
What does it have to do with insensitiveness?
Will we make people alarmed by believing the words of a madman?
Why don’t you understand, Şaban? There is enough chaos around us.
It is an extremely tranquil night.
You are messing with me, my friend. I understand now.
I am leaving. Go back. Play checkers by yourself.
O Allah.
Help me, O Absolute Omnipotent.
Did you feel anything?
Like what?
Why did His Highness Sayyid ask for help?
Why did he begin performing an open dhikr?
I don’t know.
Of course, you always think of one thing.
You have no thought or worry other than seeing his face.
What else can I do, my friend? I cannot help it. You know that.
Just now, I have overcome this fixation when I was with you.
I promised myself that I would never want again.
The same passion began burning me again when I went off the roof.
I wonder if I understand you right.
What if your endless passion to see the face of...
...His Highness Sayyid is some kind of patience test?
Maybe, the fact that he hides his face from us although...
...we are so close to him have saddened your heart.
My dear, maybe this is your test.
Just now, he told me a more bitter thing.
He has documented my unfortunateness.
No. Don’t talk like that.
Unfortunately, it is true, my friend.
He explained the essence of the matter by saying...
“Haven’t your vision become clear enough to see beyond this two-tier veil yet?”
There is another elegance in this.
He may have wanted you to try.
How so?
He may have meant that you have to try to see despite the veil.
How can I do that now then I haven’t succeeded in doing for 23 years?
O Allah.
You never know, my friend. You have to be patient.
He makes countless people find salvation immediately by way of Sufism.
Why wouldn’t he help a relative of his such as yourself?
We have to look for the reason behind this situation.
I’m sure that he loves you very much.
If he doesn’t answer your desire this being the case...
...there must be absolutely a reason for that.
O Allah.
Help me, O Absolute Omnipotent. Help me.
Help me. Help me.
So, why do you think Sheikh Ahmed Bedevi covers his face?
Forget that. You will make fun of me again.
No, really. I am very serious.
Why does he cover his face?
Yes, my friend. How could I know? There are many rumors.
Do you know what some scholar say?
What do they say?
You must have definitely heard. I personally heard from scholar Dakik.
You... Do you also attend to assemblies of knowledge?
I happened to be in a marriage visit.
What does Dakik say?
He says that Sheikh’s miraculous deeds are not actually miraculous.
He says that those strange incidents occur because he consorts with the jinn.
He says that his face was struck by the evil spirit for that reason.
He says that he hides his face because it was struck by the evil spirit.
Other scholars said so.
Dakik does not say that. A person who says that is not a scholar, Salim.
Maybe Dakik did not exactly say that...
...but such things were said that day beside him.
As far as I know, that buffoon monk said so.
Okay, I get it. Sometimes, scholars can be jealous of sheikh effendis.
So, why do you think he covers his face?
How could I know? There are many rumors.
Sheikh Effendi was a very courageous and dauntless person in his youth.
He used to have the moniker “Ebu Fşityan”.
Some people would call him Abdab.
He would punish those who did a bad thing to him.
It may rain.
It will rain heavily. Let’s go back.
We will be caught in the rain thanks to you.
You can go back. What a stubborn man you are.
If I go back, you will resent me.
So, do you think that is the reason why he covers his face?
What reason? I mean, does he cover his face because he is monumental?
That could be the reason. That is how some people, who love the sheikh, think so.
There are some scholars among those people.
Some people say that he covers his face because he bears the traces of the beauty of Hazrat Yusuf.
What I mean, they say that the eyes can’t bear to see...
...since the love of Allah provides his face with a deep light.
Come on. We are soaking wet. Let’s take shelter in there.
But Haşim ignores the rain.
However we rush, we can’t be faster than him.
Don’t you know that he travels as if he has wings. Come.
What a strange time we are living in.
One’s mind is confused, my friend.
So, doesn’t Sheikh Effendi show his face to his followers?
If he doesn’t show his face, doesn’t he have conversations with them?
If he doesn’t have conversations with them, how can he educate them and how can he make them mature people?
I wonder if the followers of his highness are completely empty in terms of intellectuality like me.
Şaban Effendi, you are a really strange man.
As if you did not hear that there are various styles in Sufism.
Some great figures can give spiritual education...
...to people only by way of glance and austerity.
Do you actually believe that?
Don’t you believe that? I mean, this can’t be real.
I see that the mischief caused by this monk also confused your mind.
Did you lost your faith?
Nonsense. I am just discussing.
Do you think that it is possible to change a person by a single glance?
Why not? Doesn’t the darkness go away immediately when the sun rises?
A very simple comparison. This is sleight of mouth.
You are not auspicious tonight.
Stop. Stop. Look, I promise you.
The rain has died down. You will see.
The holy fire does not die down.
I swear on our Great Lord Jesus that you will see the miracle.
Stop. Stop. I said stop. I can assure you.
Stop. Stop. Stop... Don’t do this.
The fire will burn again. You will see.
You will witness the miracle of our Great Lord Jesus.
Look. Come on, run. Get away from here.
Run. Where will I go?
Go to the inn behind the bathhouse. My grandfather will find you.
I said stop. I said stop. You are an imposter.
Stop. Stop.
Isn’t he Mad Haşim? He is not mad. It is actually us who are mad.
Do not whine. Our life passes with dirty business.
Maybe we will conduce toward a good deed tonight.
What good deed? We are like soaking wet dogs.
I repent, O Allah. I repent.
I am not coming. Have a heart, my friend. There it is.
Enough of this. The rain has penetrated my skin.
Did it bite? Do you see what you have done? You got me into trouble.
I would be sleeping happily in my bed now. What if the dog has rabies?
Can’t you talk about pleasant things? Come.
Come, walk. Come on. You ruined me, Recep.
Do not make a fuss for nothing. You are fine.
It is just a small scratch. What is all that fuss?
You are a strong man. That was long ago.
You are not old. What if the dog has rabies? This can’t be true.
But it bit me. Why did it bit me if it did not have rabies?
Allah, Allah. Is there a rule that only the dogs, which have rabies, bite?
Come on. Let me bandage your wound.
Damn it. Don’t curse. Come on.
Come, Haşim. Come, my boy.
Come.
Great Allah put out your fire...
...just like He put out Satan’s fire.
You did well by sharpening your dagger.
Soon the Crusaders will want to come here.
Allah willing, you will intercept those bloodthirsty people with this dagger.
Please eat something.
Do not head for a fall.
Don’t lose your faith in Allah. Besides, there is no evidence that the dog has rabies.
Has the dog been found? All the dogs have been checked.
But we did not able to see the dog clearly in the dark at that night.
We don’t know whose dog it is. We don’t know where it came from.
But there is no rabies case.
How do you know that?
We have researched.
I am not feeling well.
I understand why you are not feeling well, my friend.
But with Allah’s help, you will be fine.
Your wife and your kids are begging to see you at least for once.
No! Please. At least for a couple of minutes.
No, my friend. Never. I will not bear to see them.
Don’t let them come near me. Did I come at the other side of the city and covered my face for nothing?
But my real assurance is you. I will not give you my blessings if you don’t stop this.
For the sake of Allah, don’t talk like that. Don’t talk like that.
I can’t.
Charles. Yes, father.
Would you come over here for a second?
The great night for Knights Templar begins.
You are heroes, each of whom can defeat an entire army.
If you enter the castle towards morning and eliminate the target people...
...our job will be much easier. Our plan is really perfect, father.
I take it you trust us. I have an endless trust for you.
However, this task, which will facilitate our job, is very difficult.
As you know, the difficulty of this plan is beyond argument along with its perfection.
I am not referring to overcoming the official city guards of Tanta.
The main problem is Sheikh Ahmet Bedevi and his followers.
That is because they are strange people.
Everybody sleeps, but he and his apprentices don’t sleep.
You can come across one of his men in the least expected place at any time.
In a nutshell, they are your real enemies.
Don’t worry, father. Our plan is also perfect in this aspect.
We will head for the city towards morning...
...with the first bullock cart on the side of Zübeyir Pass.
Even if somebody sees us, he will think that it is just a bullock cart that carries hay.
We will all be hiding in the hay.
My knight, won’t a bullock cart full of hay raise suspicion at the crack of dawn?
We thought so. But it does not matter.
That is because we solved this problem by a...
...great miracle of our Holy Jesus. How?
Knight Henry looks exactly like Rıza, the shepherd of Tantra Governor.
He will ride the bullock cart.
Very good. Very good.
As you know, Rıza Effendi is one of the prominent followers of Sheikh Bedevi.
Nobody will suspect him.
The fact that he is a man of a few words facilitates our job.
Great. We can’t thank our Holy Lord enough.
You are right, father. All right then. There is no problem.
Rest well. I will be back immediately.
I will supervise other preparations.
We must not make a single mistake.
God be with you, father.
God be with all of us. May God illuminate our way.
Amen.
Hari. Hari.
Are you a follower of Sheikh Ahmet Bedevi?
I wish I was.
So, you are one of his men.
Allah willing.
I will cut you into pieces.
Come and start, butcher.
That’s more like it. Dance a little.
You rascal. You rascal.
I will feed you to the vultures as my name is Charles with a lightning sword.
Come on. Continue.
You are not raining, but your roar is not bad.
Hold this.
Father. It’s me.
How are friends?
How are you?
As you see. You will be fine.
You will be fine in a very short time.
I have made you a great medicine.
Will I actually be fine?
You will be stronger than ever with the miracle of our Holy Lord Jesus.
I wish God gave me the half of my previous strength.
Father, I swear that I could tear down the mast of Tanta.
The mast of Tanta is Sheikh Bedevi.
If I get better, Bedevi will fall.
I give you knight’s promise.
You will be as strong as iron after two days.
Come, my girl. Let me show you how to administer this medicine.
All right, father.
Watch me very carefully.
You will drip this into your eyes every day.
Yes, sir.
We also accept that Sayyid Bedevi is an honorable person.
However, some of these behaviors cause mischief among people.
How so? You know how.
If a person spends his life on a rooftop and...
...hides his face from people, how could he guide people?
Actually, we love His Highness Sayyid.
We really love him.
But we are having difficulty in answering the questions of people.
People’s minds have confused more than ever.
Sir, I am sorry.
I am not at liberty to discuss my master with scholars such as yourself.
Even your reproaches hurt me.
I think that I am being rude.
But it is not our intention to speak ill of your sheikh in your presence.
I understand, sir. But I ask myself if it is really necessary...
...to say these things in his absence.
With all due respect, I will appear before him shortly.
You are right. Yes, it is not right.
Gossips frustrated us. We are really going too far.
Thank you, Salih Effendi.
Don’t mention it, sir. I hope I haven’t offended you.
Of course not. You did us a favor.
It is easy to list the evils of gossip.
But it is difficult to refrain from it.
What are the scholars, who think that...
I cause mischief among people, supposed to do?
What must be done against this mischief? No, His Highness Sayyid...
We don’t have such idea. We have not had such idea.
But you have doubts. No. No.
Sir, let me tell you about our problem.
People ask questions from time to time. Their intention may be sincere or they may have an ulterior motive.
But they ask.
For instance they ask with which sunnah of our Holy Prophet...
...certain behaviors of Sheikh Effendi comply?
They ask about our opinion in his certain deeds.
Every day, inquisitive people come here and ask questions.
Unfortunately, we are having difficulty.
Can you give an example for a behavior of mine that they question?
I don’t know. You know. People pay attention to appearance.
Like what?
Various things, master. For instance...
I’d like to give you an example with your permission.
Many people say that you don’t perform prayers with the community, and gossip about you.
Alright. Can I ask you a question?
Of course.
We can be counted as students.
Aside from humbleness, you are really valuable scholars.
We all know and accept this fact.
Of course, one goes on a trip from time to time as a scholar.
This may be a trip for knowledge or a business trip.
There is a community among yourselves in the trip.
You perform prayers with your friends.
You can’t find and enter masjids along the way.
Of course, sometimes you can come across masjids along the way.
For instance, you Debban Effendi. Were you able to perform your prayers...
...always with the community in your trip to Medina?
Unfortunately, I performed my prayers usually alone.
But let’s say that you stopped by a masjid in Zuha.
I stopped by a masjid, sir.
Let’s say that you see a person who covers his face like I do...
...and who performs prayer with others among the community.
There was a man exactly as you said, sir. It happened just like this.
Let’s say that you think, “This man covers his face just like Ahmet Beddevi does.”
I thought exactly the same, sir.
I thought exactly the same. I thought exactly the same.
Suppose that this man, whom you think resembles me,...
...performs prayer in different masjids as best as he can...
...and sometimes he can’t mingle with the community due to reasons that you don’t know.
Do you have the right to think ill of him?
I am very sorry, sir. I am very sorry.
Forgive me. Forgive me. I am very sorry.
Forgive me.
No one can bring their religious lifestyle...
...outside of absolute judgments and absolute rules.
No one can add to or omit from religion...
...the things that he desires or thinks.
No one can rule out the researches of sincere scholars...
...and Ahl al-Sunnah intellectuals.
No person, who is a friend of Allah, attempts to...
...perform an action to hurt the hearts of the subjects of Allah.
You think that a person cause gossip among people...
...just because he covers his face.
So, how could you know a greater mischief will not arise...
...if he lifts the veil on his face.
I can’t stand it.
My dear. The light of my eyes. You mustn’t be sad.
His Highness Ahmet Bedevi, who sent me there,...
...must know what he was doing.
Maybe, he chose me since I am an ex-Christian.
I never doubted attitudes of His Highness Sheikh, my dear.
I am going there with peace of mind.
But I heard that there are Knights Templar there.
Everyone says they are very dangerous people.
No, my dear. The actual danger is within us.
The actual danger is in our thoughts and feelings.
If I am to die there, this is what is right.
This is what I am supposed to do.
Please, let me come with you. Please.
Please. It is impossible, my dear.
These things cannot be done in our path without permission.
You must stay in the dervish lodge.
You see what kind of developments occur.
Though, I know how you feel.
But there is so much for you to learn and experience.
I hope that His Highness Sheikh will send you...
...to a town in a short time.
I hope that he will give you a task...
...to convey the light of Allah to that town.
You have to wait for this, my dear.
You have to be patient.
Why are you crying, my dear? Come on, dash away your tears.
Don’t cry, my dear.
Do you know what I am thinking now?
I wish I could be just like you.
The fact that you are yearning for seeing the face of His Highness improves you.
It makes you reach him. It makes you meet him.
I am starting to believe that my previous thought was wrong.
I am regretful for my criticism directed to you.
Don’t say that. I don’t like my condition.
I can’t help it. I am looking forward to seeing him...
...but I don’t like my current condition.
More precisely, I’m afraid of my current condition.
You were right at that time. Now, if you are thinking wrong.
No. No. Like I said, I wish I had the desire as great as yours.
Why do you say that? You are an example for all of us.
You are our leader. It is not true. This desire is a very important indication.
This yearning of yours is approved for loyalty and affection.
Those who do something know what they are doing, my friend.
They know what they are doing and what they are having someone do.
You are trying to relieve me, but to be honest...
...I will be relieved if I can imitate your state.
I envy your calm, tranquil...
...and thoughtful condition.
I wish I could be just like you.
But you love more elegantly.
This is doubtless fact.
My friend, you know better than me not to think like that.
You are the hand and tongue of His Highness.
He manages this community with the help of you.
If you go to an insane condition like me...
...who will run the community works.
This is a great statement.
His Highness can manage these works with anyone he desires.
Who are we?
You try to console me, but believe me, I haven’t...
...convinced myself yet this insistence of mine is right.
Listen to me, brother. This power that fell into your heart is not merciless.
They are not making you feel like this to torment you.
Don’t worry. I am not worrying about you anymore.
This is a new situation. Yes, I am not worrying.
My heart is relieved on this matter.
However, there is something that I want to understand.
To what kind of the mechanism does the desire to see his face bring your mind?
For instance, what do you think will happen after you have seen his face?
More precisely, what do you hope to see under that veil?
I have never thought of what I will see.
I mean I haven’t dreamt such a dream.
I have always had such a feeling within me.
That veil is like a door. When it is lifted, I will go through it.
However, I don’t know why or through what I will go.
It is like that veil is the door through which I must go.
I am not looking for a secret under that veil.
I am not wondering about it.
I love it. I love whatever there is.
As if I have come to the threshold of the veil...
...like a hungry bird freezing to death.
When the veil is lifted, I will dive into the salvation.
It is how I feel.
The veil of His Highness is my door to salvation.
Tanta will fall the moment that Sheikh Bedevi has been killed.
I am sure of it.
That is because he is the door of this castle.
Don’t worry, father.
It is very good.
Do I actually look like that Muslim?
I am not looking weird, am I? May God prevent you from actually becoming a person like him.
My knight, you look like a perfect Muslim.
I wonder if they will search me.
They would search you if your accent was not good.
Your Arabic is better than even mine.
You thought this well, father.
My knight, that is also a wonderful thing.
I am very lucky to have seen Şaban Effendi who locked himself...
...in the cabin believing that he would catch rabies.
I mean that is a great thing.
I immediately said that we can make my knight look like Şaban with a little effort.
Actually, our effort to make him look like Şaban reminded me of my friend Halve.
He looked very much like Rıza the shepherd.
But his fate was sad.
I hope my dear knight does not fear that he may share the same fate with him.
No. No, never.
This resemblance reminded me a memory of mine.
He was a dear friend of mine with whom I was in many battles.
He was a courageous and honest man.
But we lost many valuable men due to momentary negligence of him.
May God forgive him. I am praying for him.
Father, I will avenge their deaths.
I don’t doubt that.
Who is he?
He is one of us.
Good.
So, I look like him.
Like I told you before, it is a wonderful thing.
Father, your medicine is what is really wonderful.
Believe me, I am feeling stronger than ever.
I know, son. I know.
God keeps sending miracles to us every moment.
Our Holy Lord Jesus is always with us.
My knight, we can’t thank him enough.
You are right, father.
His Highness Effendi. Please agree to help him.
Nobody but you can save our brother Şaban.
What Allah wishes comes true, son.
Only Allah saves and destroys.
Yes, sir. But your prayer...
Prayer is mutual, son.
All believers must pray for each other.
Isn’t that so? Yes, sir.
But how could you know that he has rabies?
You know better, but it looks like he has rabies, sir.
Has he made contact with anyone?
No, sir. Only I can meet him.
Actually, he doesn’t want to see even me, sir.
Hasn’t he wanted to see his wife?
He doesn’t want to see his wife, his kids or anyone else, sir.
Take me there. But, sir.
Could you show me the way?
Of course, sir. But... Come on, son.
Let’s act quickly. We have so much to do.
We can’t stay away from the rooftop for a long time. Alright, sir.
It is time for the night prayer. We are not going to community, are we?
No, His Highness Effendi. I didn’t mean that.
I thought the time was early.
Relieve your heart. May Allah grant good thoughts to those who think of evil things.
As-Salamu Alaykum. Wa Alaykum Assalam.
But, His Highness Effendi. Please do not come near me.
I don’t want anything to happen to you.
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
You don’t have rabies. No, sir. I am about to have rabies.
But if you help me...
You don’t have rabies. Come with me. But, sir.
Please come with me.
There are usually two people beside him.
When you finish your job, they will panic.
With the help of our Lord Jesus, it will not be difficult for you to run.
Father, it is enough for me to kill him.
They can kill me after that.
No. No. You will certainly be saved.
Actually, I am determined to avenge all my friends’ deaths.
I want to be saved just to do so.
Never think like that.
You are always necessary for us, not just for revenge.
Keep that in mind.
Our holy cause is expecting great services from you.
That is very kind of you, father.
That is very kind of God.
Shall we go, sir.
No. We will wait a little.
We have to wait until the night prayer of these nonbelievers ends.
Let’s not leave here until everybody goes out.
You are right, but I am losing my patience. Forgive me.
I can understand your enthusiasm, my knight.
It is almost time.
If you’ll excuse me. Okay, sir.
You know. Yes. Go home. There is nothing to worry.
Thank you, sir. May Allah help you.
Allah willing you will be rewarded in both worlds...
...for your efforts and sacrifice for your brother.
Thank you very much, sir.
It is very quiet here. Nobody is around.
Sheikh Bedevi must be sleeping now.
Maybe, he is having a conversation with the devil or the jinn.
I want to have a conversation with you.
You. Sheikh Bedevi.
Isn’t he that man with rabies? Şaban?
My knight, watch out. He will unleash that man with rabies on us.
Stop, Şaban. Don’t touch him.
You, monk. What is your problem with Muslims?
You caused the deaths of hundreds of innocent people. You are still hungry for blood.
You gained a wealth that is equal to Croesus Treasures.
Yet you are still insatiable for wealth. What is the thing that will satisfy you?
Whose treasure are you after now?
Well... What treasure?
Don’t ask me. You tell. Whose wealth are you after now?
Do you want to rob?
I have nothing to do with the goods or wealth, sir.
You are mistaking me for someone else.
Haşim...
Isn’t this your treasure?
Is this right, father?.
My knight, don’t tell me that you believe him.
But where did you find it?.
There was nobody but me and God who knew its place.
What is going on here, father?
I swear on Jesus that you are one of the elite subjects of Allah.
Stand up. If you want to beg, then beg Allah, not his subject.
Stand up.
You can kill me if you like.
Charles, you can kill me if you like.
I swear on Jesus that Sheikh Bedevi is a great saint.
Haven’t you thought of him as the devil for all these years?
My knight, I believed so. I believed so.
You used us in order to gain wealth.
No, sir. I desired money just like Sheikh said.
But I always believed that it was for a holy cause.
Crusaders’ cause?
Yes. What happened now?
I have nothing left to say to Sheikh Effendi.
Walk, Şaban. Haşim, you too.
Stand back.
Come on, Haşim. Don’t touch them. They are our brothers.
Come on.
You can stick the dagger, which you would stick into Bedevi, to me if you like.
Come, son.
Permission.
Are you still insisting?
Your Highness, I can’t think of anything else. Why?
What will happen when you have seen my face?
I don’t know, sir. I don’t know, sir.
But I haven’t been able to overcome this desire.
Save me from this desire or open the door for me, sir.
But you will not be able to endure it.
So be it, sir.
The price of lifting this veil is a life.
I will give not just one life, but a thousand lives if it is necessary, sir.
Alright.
Stand across me.
Allah.