A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
-Come on! -Time is up.
Do you want to play?
You're the goalkeeper.
Hakan, your bagel is ready.
Tell your friends as well.
-I'll arrange the schedule accordingly. -What about resources?
Zeynep?
We're trying to handle it,
but we have a lot of stuff missing. We may not be able to finish it in time.
-How should we proceed? -It's no problem.
I'll give you some extra time, but...
no more than a week. I believe you can pull it off.
How about a week and a half, ma'am?
-Okay, you have a week and a half. -See you in class.
Zeynep?
How can I help you, sir?
"Sir?"
Zeynep, don't you remember me?
No. I'm sorry. I have to get to class.
Hold on. Why are you running away?
It's me, Hakan. What's going on?
What are you doing?
Zeynep...
-What are you doing? -You still have the tattoo.
You're still a Loyal One.
What's going on? Faysal's out there.
-He's all around the city. -All right!
All right. I'll tell you.
Yes, I know you.
Much better than you think.
Follow me.
Faysal somehow escaped the day you killed the others.
When our side got wind of the news, everything started all over again.
The talismanic objects, the Loyal Ones... everything.
Even though centuries went by, no one could stop Faysal.
He wasn't defeated. You were our only hope.
My father lived dreaming
about the day you'd come and save us from Faysal,
but you'd have to wake up first.
So, they took you and hid you.
Then they told us all these stories.
Zeynep, look. I'm back. I'm here.
I'm ready to fight. What are we waiting for?
Hakan...
the fight is over.
Over?
What do you mean, it's over?
Faysal's still alive. He's out there. He's alive!
And you're telling me you've quit?
Zeynep, you weren't like this before.
What happened?
You used to come down on me for every little mistake I made, Zeynep!
You used to make plans until dawn!
What happened to you?
What changed?
Look, I know you don't understand,
but I really need to get to class.
I'm late.
Zeynep.
What do the other Loyal Ones think about this?
At least tell me where they are so I can talk to them!
Hakan, we've suffered enough!
We lost everything.
There's a truce now.
-A truce? -Yes.
What truce?
With Faysal?
Zeynep, are you fucking kidding me?
What truce, Zeynep?
You think he won't break it?
He hasn't for all these years!
Look, I made a promise,
and I intend to keep it, okay?
Just let us live in peace for once!
Boss, he's talking to Zeynep. He's trying to convince her.
How did she react?
She's keeping her distance,
but they're arguing. I'm a bit far away. I can't hear.
Do you have any further orders, or...?
Just keep an eye on them.
Look, believe me.
Believe me. I get it, all right? I truly do.
But you already did what you set out to do.
You keep telling me.
Just let it go. Leave. Stay out of it.
Don't muddy the waters, Hakan.
-It's Ms. Zeynep. -Is she here?
Come on, then.
Today's subject is...
-Miss? -art and culture...
Miss?
-during the Classical Age-- -Can I ask something?
What?
What is a hero?
A hero...
is a person who has the ability to show courage and be very successful.
Doesn't it mean "one who defeats one's enemies," ma'am?
Bravo.
So, it doesn't mean "one who abandons people"?
If there's a war going on, then yes, but if there isn't...
Then one should analyze the circumstances and act accordingly.
The circumstances create the heroes, not the other way around.
Do you mean circumstances such as evil continuing to exist
and growing stronger day by day?
No.
I mean circumstances such as evil breaking the deal and attacking.
Anyway, that's enough. Let's get back to the subject.
But remember this...
the real heroes are the ones
who can make a sacrifice and go back to normal
when the war is over.
The ones who try to be heroes without any reason
are a bunch of good-for-nothings.
I'm sorry, miss, but...
CLASSICAL AGE OF THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE
...you've become so isolated that you can't see the truth.
Please at least be honest with yourself.
I'm sorry I interrupted your class.
But history will be written by those unsung heroes.
Enjoy the class.
All right. We'll talk next week.
-See you. -See you.
Are you looking for trouble?
I can't help it. I don't know any other way.
Fine. Follow me.
Don't let them out of your sight.
Okay, boss.
So, you've finally remembered who you are, Protector.
The place looks exactly the same.
You haven't seen what's inside yet.
A key was put up after the death of each Loyal One.
It became a tradition in time.
Do you realize how many people we've lost?
Do you think this is heroism?
Is it worth such a tragedy?
He came one night...
and killed everyone, one by one.
It's been five years.
Neşet...
Kemal, Sami...
Ceylan...
Every one of them.
But we made a deal.
If we stopped, he'd stop,
and Istanbul would be safe.
So...
if you act now,
everything will start over.
You're wrong.
He didn't stop.
He's been waiting for me.
His problem is with me.
That's why I need to find the objects as soon as possible.
You don't get it, do you?
Fine. Go ahead, but I'm out.
I wish you were right...
but believe me, I know the Immortals so much better than you do.
Faysal can't stop, even if he wants to.
Maybe he can get confused and take a break,
but the evil inside him will surface eventually.
Because he's not like us, Zeynep.
He's a subject of the Darkness.
I witnessed his rule of Istanbul.
You'd choose going to hell over that place.
Fine.
Since you're out,
at least get rid of their cameras.
Oh, and there's a guy with a mustache trailing us.
Watch out for him.
At least protect yourself, even though you're not fighting.
You're coming with us.
Mr. Faysal wants to talk.
Let's take him. Go ahead.
Come, brother.
Dude, why are you doing this?
Look at you.
You're out of breath and drenched in sweat.
You're tiring yourself and us out.
I told you nicely. He just wants to talk.
Come on now.
You can rest in the car.
Grab him.
Gently.
Where are they?
Where are the objects?
We need to go. Let go.
You know what I'm talking about!
I'm talking about the objects the bastard stole from us.
Talk.
Oh, you're talking about the shirt and the dagger?
-They're trash. Why do you want them? -Yes.
Hakan, we have to go!
-Calm down. -Zeynep, wait.
Let me go. I'll talk. Let me go, man.
Look, Faysal bought an institution to get the objects,
then he buried them underneath.
-What institution? -Come on.
Come on. We need to go. Just come on.
You...
We got away.
You're good.
I said I quit being a Loyal One, not that I was never one.
We're wasting too much time. Come on.
Come on.
What?
Don't I deserve an apology?
Are you serious? They'll catch us. Come on.
Aren't you scared?
Fine.
You were right from the start.
I'm sorry.
-You happy? -Now I am.
So, where are we going?
My dad's storage unit.
Maybe we can find something useful there.
Makes sense.
Of course, since nobody but the Loyal Ones know the whole truth,
people have been saying a lot of nonsense,
but the Vizier and the Protector's affair has become a legend.
What do you mean?
Like Layla and Majnun?
Not exactly like a love story between an Immortal and a Protector,
but more like a story of two lovers
who died for their love but were resurrected.
Wow.
I'll tell you something, though.
They more than deserved it.
The knife your dad gave you.
You can keep it.
Come on. No way.
Hakan, look...
I've been running away ever since my father died.
If he were here,
he'd neither stay away from you nor agree to the truce.
So, let me repent.
All right.
Suit yourself.
But I don't think what you did was wrong.
Attacking could've put you in danger.
What if something happened to you? What would I have done?
Walk around as a Protector without any Loyal Ones?
I don't think there's anything here about the talismanic--
Hang on.
You have something?
Yes.
FAYSAL ERDEM IS GIVING HISTORY A HELPING HAND
The guy who attacked you was telling the truth.
Faysal acquired the managing rights of a historical place,
right after he got the talismanic objects. Take a look.
It's underground, too.
Justinian's Cistern?
Yes. Why?
The meeting place where I made them mortal.
If something like that had happened during Mehmed's time, I'd know.
Do you know about the corridors below the cistern?
-What corridors? -Exactly.
Faysal had taken on the restoration of Hagia Sophia, too.
We found the secret we were looking for there.
I think it's worth a shot.
You're the Protector. Let's go.
We did as you asked, Mr. Faysal. We found the guy.
I told him nicely that you wanted to talk with him.
But he wouldn't listen. He just started running.
I swear we chased him for about half an hour in the alleyways.
You know how big our vehicles are.
We couldn't park. I was afraid they'd get towed.
Then what?
Well, the cars didn't get towed.
We avoided that, but we caught him on foot.
We cornered him in an alley.
Tekin... that's not what I'm asking.
Then what?
Then we told him what he needed to hear.
Do you have any further orders?
I do.
You don't work here anymore.
Leave.
What do you mean?
Just leave.
Take a walk. Enjoy the city.
Or fall in love,
if you can.
But let me give you some advice.
If I were you,
I'd quit this line of business. Start over. Have a clean life.
I don't know any other way to live, Mr. Faysal.
I don't want to leave you.
Here you go.
This is yours.
What is this?
My compensation?
Money won't bring you happiness, Tekin.
In order to quash the revolt,
Justinian met with the Darkness for the first time in this cistern.
And the Darkness sent the Immortals to Istanbul to stop the revolt.
The Nika revolt?
Yes.
But the Immortals didn't stop after quashing the Nika revolt.
Their existence led to big problems in the city.
And Justinian broke the deal, naturally.
Exactly.
He went back on his word.
Before the other Immortals showed up,
he sealed this room and built this cistern on top of it.
But why didn't the Immortals leave?
They tried,
but the Darkness wouldn't let them.
It forbade them to return to their own realm,
unless they destroyed Istanbul and got their revenge.
That's why they've been attacking Istanbul for centuries.
So, they are souls who are trapped here.
Yes, but... they're the servants of the Darkness.
Don't forget that.
The Darkness?
The sundial.
Can it be around here somewhere?
-What? -The door.
Are you sure you recall it correctly?
I'm going to try.
It's heavy.
I told you.
The Vizier's insignia.
Every insignia belongs to a different Immortal.
It looks like a tomb for the Immortals.
Exactly.
Hakan.
Yeah?
Stop! Wait!
Fuck.
What the hell?
Must be some kind of trap.
Fuck. It's on fire. Fuck!
It's on fire. Don't touch it!
What the hell is going on?
Fuck this shit!
I thought the objects were invulnerable.
What are we going to do now?
That's the emblem of Faysal's company.
Whose medallion is this?
Is it my father's?
This emblem...
is the same one from Harun's father's medallion.
The first Protector.
Yes.
Faysal...
is Harun's real father.
All the Protectors,
all of us...
are Faysal's descendants.
You know, I equally love you and hate you at the same time.
I know...
I know we've hurt each other a lot.
I wanted to get rid of you, but you wouldn't let me go.
I wanted to destroy you,
but I failed.
I tried to succumb to you
and sacrifice myself, but I still couldn't sleep at night.
But I'm begging you now. Please...
Please...
just let me.
Just let me go.
I was hoping I'd have a new life...
when I came back.
I don't know.
With my mom...
my dad...
and everyone I loved.
What changed, though?
Nothing.
On top of everything,
I found out that Faysal was the reason I exist.
Amazing.
So what?
Get defeated once more.
You're Hakan Demir, man.
Aren't you supposed to be the legend
every Loyal One was talking about for centuries?
Zeynep...
I'm not giving up.
It's just that...
I don't know how to fight back.
Hakan, you handled all those Immortals without the shirt or the dagger.
It's not the objects. It's you.
You can handle this, too.
PRIVATE NUMBER
"I'm waiting for Hakan at the Port of Haydarpaşa."
It's Faysal.
What are we waiting for then? Let's go.
You're not coming.
Why?
Because he wants to see me.
He wants us to be alone.
That's why he planned all of this.
Just because he wants that--
Zeynep, this fight is no longer between the Protectors and the Immortals.
It's personal now.
Please.
-Zeynep... -Just don't.
Don't you dare give me an emotional farewell speech.
We just met anyway.
All right.
See you.
Faysal!
Welcome.
What do you want from me?
First of all, calm down, please.
We're just going to talk.
There is nothing to talk about.
Come on now.
I'm right in front of you.
Make your move.
Hakan, please.
Please calm down.
You should've been dead.
You're not the only one who went back in time
and learned more than he should have.
You knew the key was poisoned, didn't you?
Let's say I noticed at the last minute.
Believe me, if I'd known, I would've saved Rüya.
The scent of whatever they put in it was so strong...
that it was impossible not to notice.
I've been alone for 600 years because of that.
Alone?
With all the money,
with all the luxury.
What is it that you want but can't get, Faysal?
Hakan,
since you killed the others,
immortality has been the greatest curse for me. Did you know that?
The Darkness has trapped me in here until it gets its revenge.
Why are you telling me this, Faysal?
Now you know the truth.
Only you can save me from this pain, Hakan.
Because I'm your descendant?
Believe me, I didn't know either, at first.
It turns out she was pregnant when I left her.
It turns out the Protector bloodline started with me.
It turns out I willingly handed humanity their precious weapon.
Anyway...
Now I need that weapon, Hakan.
-What do you want from me? -It's very simple.
My blood courses through your veins.
Just strangle me...
and release me from this burden, please.
Come on.
I gave you the blood that made you who you are.
I'm your family, too.
Now, strangle me and save me. Please!
Family?
Family is more than blood, Faysal.
I was the one who took everyone you love from you,
left you all alone, killed everyone!
Surely you're not going to let me live, are you?
I will get rid of you.
I will get rid of you forever!
What is happening?
Let go. Let me go.
Let go of my hand!
What is this? Fuck!
What is this?
What the hell?
What's happening?
Why did you do that?
Did you think everything would be over so quickly?
Faysal, what's going on?
Hakan, why won't you understand? Come on.
You've awakened the Immortal in you.
What?
You're going to be an Immortal in a matter of minutes.
No.
You are the enemy of this city now, Hakan!
How do you like my plan?
No, it can't be. No!
No.
No. I won't become one of you!
Stop denying it!
Why do you think only you can use the shirt and the dagger?
Accept your reality and succumb to the Darkness!
Never!
It's going to take over your body soon,
and before you know it,
you'll start to think like it.
What if I don't kill you?
If you don't kill me...
we'll keep attacking Istanbul together,
as a family.
The strength to set light to the Darkness is within you, son.
Never doubt your power.
Your power...
is your destiny.
It's not the objects. It's you.
I am not one of you.
I devoted the power in me to doing good.
As long as I have faith,
the dagger will continue to exist.
I'm sorry, but the monster inside you is already awake, Hakan.
Maybe I won't be able to get rid of it...
but I can sacrifice myself, as long as the dagger exists.
An incredible life awaits you here.
Didn't you want to be Faysal Erdem?
That was before.
I would rather die...
than leave an Immortal behind.
Hakan...
nothing is worth this sacrifice.
Don't you do it.
I'm going to do it.
I'm going to do it, but you won't be here to see!
You can rest now.
The Immortals will be no more...
including me.
THE GRAND BAZAAR
Hi, bro.
-What's up? -Same old.
Put it on my tab.
Good morning, guys.
Hakan.
Come here.
I'm done with that stuff, ma'am.
Have a nice day.
They say you have the most special items in your shop.
I'm looking for a talismanic shirt for a very special client of mine.
It's from the Ottoman era.
We ran out of talismanic shirts,
but you can have this if you want.
This won't do.
Oh, yeah?
How about this?
Come on. Not here. We're in the bazaar. What are you doing?
No one will come. Business is dead anyway.
-No. -Just hold on. Come on.
Come on. I said no.
Get over here.