A long journey from youth to manhood.
Passed by Hassan, heralding his call and message.
His message, which he sent to the world,
As a message against injustice and corruption.
And since the course of life eventually requires that every living being dies,
Who leads the believers after me?
But after the death of Hassan Al-Sabbah,
Who will be his successor?
Hussein was killed,
And Al-Hadi
Betrayed him.
And now I am preparing you to be Hassan Al-Sabbah's successor.
Then you helped your mother to run away!
I don't want you.
I don't want to be your successor!
Who will rule Alamut Castle after Hassan Al-Sabbah?
Years of life have passed inside the castle, Barzak.
Our master's achievements inside the castle
Could not be accomplished by a Sultan or Khalifa.
Hassan became alone in the castle as if he was imprisoned.
I want to breathe.
I want to smell the world outside Alamut Castle.
The time has come,
For the terrifying, fearful inhabitant of the castle to leave
Without his chosen people,
Or his men.
Will you give me your daughter in marriage?
Why did you choose a shepherd's daughter?
I heard that the daughters of the desert and shepherds are strong.
And you want a son from me?
I want a strong son from you.
Didn't you have sons before?
I had two.
One died, and the other is alive.
And where is their mother?
Far away.
From your heart or your place?
From my place.
And your heart.
Nobody lives in it but her.
Then why did you marry me?
I imprisoned myself for years,
Decided to get out, see the world outside, and marry again.
Imprisoned yourself?
What is your occupation?
I'm a guardian at the door of heaven,
And sometimes a guardian at the door of hell.
You are underestimating a shepherd's mind.
But that is actually my job.
Some people call me a devil.
And others call me an Imam, calling for justice.
Which one are you?
Imam or devil?
I am Hassan,
Who walked a long path and is still able to walk as much if it achieves his dream.
A dream for which he lost his most precious people,
His son,
His wife and his friends,
And he is still pursuing it.
But a dream that causes you to lose all your loved ones isn't a dream.
That's a nightmare.
Big dreams, Badr
Can only be achieved if you're alone.
And what is the dream?
What is a man's dream other than to have children, good living
And a peaceful day?
That is not a man's dream.
That's a dream of any sheep you shepherd.
The sheep's dream is simple.
That's why it has to stay among the herd to survive.
And every man fits his dream.
And what's your dream?
To be one of the Sultan's soldiers?
Or a servant in the Caliph's palace?
Or a follower of the crazy man living in the castle?
Greater than all of that.
You're really beautiful, Badr!
But your heart will never love me like the mother of your children.
Doniazad has no equal.
And me?
You are Badr.
The beautiful girl who could potentially be the mother to a strong son.
Just that?
Just that.
I request permission from my lady
To return to my old home in Isfahan with my daughter.
It's a huge risk for you.
Have you forgotten whose wife you are?
I have not.
But I want to feel more free.
No, Donia
You have another purpose.
Because here I can provide more security for you.
There I can expose him more.
I'll be able to talk to the women about the truth of Hassan Al-Sabbah.
And save many souls from his evil.
This is not just an escape
It's revenge.
My son's blood is on his hands.
Okay.
I will ask for permission from our master.
And there will be guards at your house.
It's a time of turmoil.
This is my time.
Time to reveal myself to people and speak to them.
And to save their souls from misguidedness.
Are you following their school of thought?
Evil is not in the schools of thought.
Evil lies in how we explain the school of thought, my lady.
I believed Hassan Al-Sabbah more than I believed myself.
He became my school of thought and religion.
When I saw the truth, I realized that he worships himself.
And that his school of thought is that of Al-Sabbah.
It's as if you're a scholar in your school of thought.
All thanks to Al-Sabbah.
It was the devil who taught me faith, my lady.
There's not a book Hassan read that I have not read.
There's not an idea.
That crossed his mind that has not crossed mine, too.
I was his lover and his wife.
And his follower.
Congratulations, Yahya.
Thank you, thank you.
I know you wanted me to be the first man you touch.
And I know it was against your will.
You were forced to be a virgin in the dream of heaven.
Against your will.
You are my honor, Nourhan.
The pure white dress that nothing can stain.
You are my father and my mother.
Their souls returned in your eyes to complete my joy.
All this went through your heart, Yahya. Yet you still see me as I am?
No one touched me, Yahya.
I suffered for many years.
I faced death more than once to remain free.
But I was sure you would return.
And what's the point crying and suffering?
I just can't believe we're finally in the same house.
We are finally in the same house, Nourhan.
But do you know what's really bothering me?
What?
That your mother sent us only one chicken.
Here's a summary of the messages from the King of the Franks.
You know those who don't pay the tribute,
Their commanders or perhaps two
of their army officers are killed.
And those who pay more,
We may even help them.
Help them!
How, our master?
We may even kill their enemies' commanders.
We may intercept their trade routes.
No matter where they are.
No matter which country they pass through.
This way we'll be in conflicts
with more than one party.
We're not prepared for that.
We have a way of dealing with such situations.
If our master was here,
He might have a different opinion.
The old ways must change.
I'm pregnant.
A strong boy.
God knows.
I'm certain it's a strong boy.
Are you happy?
Beyond what you can imagine.
The time has come.
Time for what?
Now you understand the purpose of the meeting and the journey.
What is it?
The boy!
What are you doing?
Returning to the castle.
And you'll wait here.
Wait for what? And which castle?
Are you a follower of the castle's ruler?
I am him.
I am Hassan Al-Sabbah.
And the mission is accomplished, the strong boy remains in your womb.
And he will be an Imam for the entire world.
I don't understand.
Give him birth and raise him in the desert, he'll be a strong and fierce boy.
And as soon as he becomes a man, send him to Alamut Castle.
With this ring.
Whether I'm alive or a martyr.
And he will take my place and position.
And don't worry, I won't abandon you.
I will send you enough money.
This is madness!
It's not madness.
It's a future I foresee.
Then take me with you.
Take me to the castle with you.
I am your wife.
My wife is Doniazad.
I am just like her!
I am your wife too.
You are only the mother of the boy.
Keep the secret and the trust.
The sheikh's wife is back again, just like that!
There must be a secret!
Yes.
Or she came back to hide here.
To create a big trouble for Hassan Al-Sabbah.
What mission did he give you?
To burn Isfahan?
Same as Al-Sabbah’s deeds.
The same Misguidance.
I believed in Hassan Al-Sabbah and loved him.
But he doesn't love anyone but himself.
And to be the owner of the key to Heaven.
Hassan killed his son to make people around him believe in him.
He worships himself.
His school of thought is the that of Al-Sabbah.
So don't believe his words or his miracles.
Because he sends your sons to Hell.
And I'm not like Hassan Al-Sabbah.
God has removed the blindness from my sight.
And he fell into his own trap.
And I declare it in front of you.
I am Doniazad, a believer in our Imam.
And a disbeliever in Hassan Al-Sabbah.
Khadijah!
What's wrong?
I hate you. Stay away from me, stay away!
Why all of this?
What have I done to upset you?
You’re disrespecting my father and telling people horrible things about him!
I hate you and I love him.
I'm sorry.
And I love you.
And I said I hate you.
Your father is a tyrant.
My father is great.
Khadijah!
Your father killed your brother.
This is my father and I love him no matter what he does.
- Please, calm down, darling. - I said stay away!
May God protect our master, Hassan Al-Sabbah, holder of the keys to heaven.
What the lady did,
was far more important than what the minister did.
Murders and chaos have lessened.
Her words had a great impact.
God save you from a woman's wrath when she's scorned.
A woman is a beautiful and gentle creature,
until she is betrayed or insulted.
Then she can shake the sultan's throne.
Your plot is indeed great.
And our kindness is greater!
And what guarantees the continuity of this kindness, my lady?
Security.
A woman's ultimate goal is security.
And her man is her safety.
If she doesn't find security with him, then where will she go?
A wound has no remedy except a one greater than that which robbed her of her security.
May God save us from the harm of a wounded woman.
And the harm of a treacherous man.
our master.
I wanted to check on Al-Hadi.
We haven't heard about him for days.
And he's been getting food and drink every two day.
I am worried about him.
Are you more worried about him than me?
I beg your pardon, master.
But Al-Hadi is a young man.
I am afraid his imprisonment might last long.
Al-Hadi stays there until our master commands otherwise.
Our leader has been secluded for days.
And the talks about his absolute absence starts to increase.
I am not talking about the young followers.
I'm talking about the senior preachers.
Tell them that our master is here,
That this is a test about his obedience in his absence.
Tell them he's giving me the orders I am relaying to you.
As you wish, my master.
And regarding Al-Hadi?
Tell his guard to double his food.
What did he say?
Something not understandable.
I fear
that he may have done something unforgivable.
Time will tell.
Bring Al-Hadi's guard to me.
So, you're not sitting with me,
nor looking at me, nor talking to me.
I was thinking of my grave, Sahban.
Your grave!
Its place, its shape,
and what's planted beside it.
And why this topic?
You should think about the home where you will continue the rest in.
We spend years in the homes of this world,
And we'll be forever in the grave.
What conclusion have you reached about your grave?
First, it should be in a beautiful place.
Peaceful.
Not in Isfahan, nor Tous, nor Samarkand.
I personally want to be buried in the spa.
My grave will be in Neyshabur.
Next to a garden with roses and trees.
And wonderful fragrances
Carried by the breeze of the north.
Every spring,
Omar Khayyam's grave becomes a paradise,
Filled with all kinds of roses and beautiful fragrances.
Then, you will be dust and won't feel anything!
You are talking about the body, masseur,
Not the soul.
Do you know what we are?
I am masseur and I know.
The truth.
What is our truth?
What?
A pure soul
With an immense light.
Capable of the impossible.
But all this beautiful energy
Is trapped inside a block of dust.
A tiny, narrow maze.
With lusts, instincts, and degenerate desires.
If this block of dust,
With its instincts and lusts,
Can darken the soul, and the light that's within,
Then the human
Is but a dead animal.
Even if they appear alive.
Do you understand?
No!
And I can't understand.
Sometimes, I think you're a heretic!
Sometimes, I think you're worshipping the moment you're living.
And sometimes, I feel you're a wise scholar.
What are you?
What am I?
I am Omar Khayyam,
Lost between clear fantasy
And confused illusion.
I composed the traits of conscience.
Then how to punish a conscience you formed!
And how to destroy it a complete!
Or to see a lack
In a conscience you portrayed.
Oh God.
What is all of this!
And you will still see the glory and fortune like you've never seen before.
How?
You will go to the gate of Almut castle.
And scream at the top of your lungs, order the guards to open the gate.
And tell them with full confidence,
I am your master, Hassan Al-Sabbah.
Hassan Al-Sabbah!
And how will they believe me in this form,
while I am a drunken lowlife?
I will give you my clothes, and take your ragged ones.
The essence of justice.
And after I scream
And tell them that I am your master, Hasan Al-Sabbah?
The gates of bliss will open for you.
But...
If they discover my truth inside the castel.
They'll kill me.
No, No
No, No I don't want to die.
You won't have time to be killed.
Because you'll meet the real Hassan Al-Sabbah,
Who very much enjoys those who pretend to be him.
He will honor you with amazing gifts,
And laugh at your sight and set you free.
And he'll change clothes?
Immediately!
So, change out of these shameful clothes,
And prepare yourself, Hamdan, for the clothes of the greats.
Guards!
Open the gates!
I am your master, Hassan Al-Sabbah!
The holder of the key to heaven.
As for the characteristics of the struggle,
They are for the learned not to swear by Allah Almighty,
Whether honestly or dishonestly.
And to keep his promise.
And to refrain from cursing anything.
And to hold his hand from God's creatures.
And to avoid invoking God's wrath on anyone.
And not to bear witness against any of the people of Qibla.
Take your place, Yahya.
And to refrain from
Bearing witness against any of the Qibla people
Of disbelief.
Or hypocrisy.
This is nearer to mercy.
And Morality.
And avoiding looking at sins.
And not to rely on the created.
But
To rely on the Creator.
In the name of Allah the Merciful and there is
no power except with the Exalted and Great Allah.
In the name of Allah.
Where is the talks about fighting against the corrupt ideas, our master
And cursing the oppressor and condemning the oppressors?
lestin,
If you fix yourself
God will fix through you everyone around you.
But we are in a time of turmoil and the enemies are everywhere.
Then it must be the time of self-struggling.
And struggling with self
Is the greatest form of Jihad.
And the fight against the disbelievers and the wrongdoers?
And, verily, God will help those who help Him.
I believe,
If you help God against yourself, God will help you against whoever opposes you.
Even if they were all the people on Earth.
Come on, Come on.
Thank God for the safe arrival of our master.
Stand up because there is an important spiritual journey that believers must know.
And there are great messages from heaven.
Foretelling the birth of a new era for Alamut's castle and its master.
I've done this because I love you.
So you can bear and withstand what's coming.
My dominance is the sign of affection.
And my harshness is mercy.
I don’t need your mercy!
Prepare and bathe yourself.
Eat and drink.
Tomorrow is the most significant day.
In the life of our master, Al-Hadi son of Hassan Al-Sabbah.
In the name of God and blessings and peace upon his Messenger, and upon his family.
And peace upon our master, the hidden Imam Nizar, peace be upon him.
As for what follows.
Our Lord Joseph was the bearer of Lord Jacob's secret.
And our household.
They are the heirs to the great secret.
The secret of Hassan Al-Sabbah, the holder of the key to heaven.
Is in the soul, heart, and chest.
Of Al-Hadi son of Hassan Al-Sabbah.
I stand before you, to declare him my successor.
The holder of my place and status, and the holder of the key of heaven after me.
He possesses absolute authority and superior light.
And I have seen wonders from him.
And I have seen the angels greet him and teach him knowledge.
And I was informed by our master, the Imam, peace be upon him.
That he is the Imam after me.
You owe him complete obedience.
In all aspects of your worldly and religious affairs.
From now on and for as long as Allah wills.
Stand up and pledge your allegiance to your leader.
All obedience to you until the Day of Judgement.
My master and son of my master.
Master Al-Hadi.
I am just Al-Hadi, Barzak.
To you, complete obedience and love, my master.
You are our master's son.
Your virtue is upon us all.
You are his secret.
I'm not sure if this is something to rejoice or to worry about.
Rejoice, my master.
You are the master, son of the great master.
You are our master.
And I am the humble servant.