The Assassins (الحشاشين)

The siege has been lifted.

Write what I command you to.

With the intelligence and cunning of Hassan Al-Sabbah

The correspondence among brothers carried by pigeon

And the secrets between the brothers in the messages

Will be our salvation.

And through creating discord among brothers

Among themselves

He managed to lift the siege of Berkyaruk.

To restore the fortress to its former strength.

Berkyaruk was an impatient Sultan, He didn't have a minister like Nizam Al-Mulk

He chose to make peace with the devil, not understanding his danger.

He chose to make peace with the devil, not understanding his danger.

So that war would be an option for the youth.

Yahia, Suleiman, and Tayfour.

Yahia planned to infiltrate the fortress As one of the followers of Al-Sabbah

Yahia chose Hassan Al-Sabbah's method

To enter amongst them

And cut off the serpent's head

Hassan Al-Sabbah.

Isfahan again, Oh Sahban!

I wonder if my place is still there?

Places are like people

They age, get weary, die, and are replaced.

I lost dearest friends

Jihan and Nizam Al-Mulk.

Here, I was the burning passion of Omar Khayyam

Here, I lost my spa

And my loofah and my customers

Ah, those days.

We want a new life, Oh Sahban

We want a life where we can quench our heart's longing

Because life is like clouds, it passes quickly

So, what should we do now?

Seek the moment.

Uncle, first let's look for a morsel To eat, come on, come on.

Tell me

How were you able to escape from your comrades?

We were waiting for the right moment

And even if the Seljuq army Didn't retreat and a battle occurred

We would have killed as many of them As we could in the battle to aid our Master.

You know our master!

We came to the castle before When we were among the army of oppressors

And you pardoned us

And that enlightened us

Every young man with a pure heart dreams of joining him.

Words are easy

Could they be liars?

I wish we were liars.

They wouldn't have discovered us or tried to kill us

How did they expose you?

We stabbed Commander Dawood.

Their army's leader.

We thought he was dead, but he came out,

shouted at the soldiers, and chased us.

shouted at the soldiers, and chased us.

Heal and relax.

The ruling among you must come from our leader.

Waiting for our leader.

Three believing young men.

Running away from the Seljuq army.

We hope to kill them, our leader.

I know one of them.

One of them is Yahia Ibn Said the Muezzin.

I killed him and his wife in Isfahan.

The Muezzin!

So, their killing becomes necessary.

Who say that?!

We kill a young man who believes in our cause!

The castle is a cave for the oppressed.

- Of course, welcome them. - Welcome who?

This is the Muezzin's son.

Meaning, he enters the castle seeking revenge.

Let's see first.

Maybe the son is different from his father.

And maybe he is a sincere believer.

Besides, they have already entered the Castle of death.

So, they entered the house of trials and are under our control.

So they become normal among the believing youth?

Under our surveillance.

Especially Yahia.

He who was able to do what neither the Nizam Al-Mulk nor the Sultan could do.

- What are you saying, our leader? - Stop it.

- What are you saying, our leader? - Stop it.

Stop it, son of Suhon.

Barzak.

Don't let Yahia catch the eye of Suhon's son.

Listen carefully.

The girl who would be chosen for the chosen young man in the dream of heaven.

The girl who would be chosen for the chosen young man in the dream of heaven.

I don't want to hint at any moment of sorrow in any corner of her eyes.

At all.

I want to see only happiness.

And the tender smile.

And her body

Must be in line with the chosen one's fantasy.

Meaning, before he moves.

Or even speak

She must be to his taste.

You are the last memory in the Chosen one's life.

The sweetest memory.

And the most delicate memory.

The memory that must erase all his memories.

The memory that must erase all his memories.

And make him ready to die a thousand times.

Just to return to it again.

The account for the sorrow in the eyes.

Will be very difficult.

Because you are a dream.

Not a reality.

Sadness, fear, hesitation

Confusion and perplexity.

They'll make the chosen one think you're not dream.

That you're just an ordinary girl.

Not a goddess.

And if that happens,

And if that happens,

There will be no reprimand,

Or blame,

Or punishment,

For the girl who woke the chosen one from his heavenly dream upset,

Except death.

And you all know I don't make empty threats.

I want you to think about Kidiyar,

Who is scared for her life and wants to remain a goddess

She knows exactly what to do.

For Alinar.

I will not repeat my words or advice again.

Understood?

Prepare well,

For dawn,

One of you will be chosen for the heavenly dream.

I get the feeling it's going to be you.

Be careful.

What should I do?

Live, Nourhan,

Or at least try to live.

If it weren't for your faith...

I would've killed you first.

And by my hand,

With a single blow.

Khayrat, the first enemy of the Seljuks,

Khayrat, the first enemy of the Seljuks,

And your revenge with them is big.

Here, there's no revenge between us.

From now on, faith is what unites us.

Welcome guys,

Welcome...

- Johar - Johar

Welcome, Johar.

Now, focus on your exercises and spiritual lessons.

Because one of you will be chosen as the martyr.

They just arrived!

There are still many tests to be taken.

What happens to this martyr,

Exactly?

He enters the heavenly dream, and prepares.

Prepares for what exactly?

For martyrdom and return to paradise.

For martyrdom and return to paradise.

May God grant us and you this.

Amen, Lord.

What is this heavenly dream?

Our knowledge is not much,

But for sure,

It's the most beautiful thing that happens to the young man who comes here.

Then we bid him farewell and never see him again.

Where are the new guys?

Prepare for the skinning.

Tell us about your journey, Omar.

I'd love to hear from you.

You're our poet and great scholar.

It was a remarkable journey, your majesty.

From city to city to the fortress of death and the Sultan's army

We've reached your palace and safety

Have you visited the castle of death?

Yes, my lord

How so?

Didn't you tell me not to tell?

You made me lie in front of the army commander and act foolishly

You made me lie in front of the army commander and act foolishly

Yes

So why are you changing your words now?!

Who's your friend, Omar?

That's Sahban the spa attendant

And the explanation is long.

As long as you wish.

I have time.

The Sultan's army was in a battle

And any doubtful information

Could have cost our lives

And Sahban and I are not war material

Come with us, Omar, you and Sahban and show us where Al-Sabbah is

And the battle starts and Sahban and I get lost

That's apart from Hassan Al-Sabbah being my friend

And I don't deny it

But I deny my belief in his corrupt doctrine

Because I'm against his actions

But my gallantness

Prevents me from giving the Sultan's army information that could lead to his death