Tomorrow, as you leave, recite those lines to her
She has tried, but her heart was broken by an impossible passion
Unable to resign herself, she might as well be dead
Did you recite?
Yes. She said: Unable to resign herself, she might as well be dead
We hear and obey, Say good-bye to her who has prevented my love
Listen
We hear and obey. Say good-bye to her who has prevented my love
The girl who recited those lines has died
If I had known about her I would not have let you near me
She is my cousin
She knew we loved
May God make you weep for her as you made her weep for you
Go and see her
How long will the ceremony go on?
We shall pray until late tonight. You, too, with her death on your conscience
What did you do to break her heart? She told me nothing
I didn't do anything
Before she died she recited a line for you to tell the other girl
Fidelity is splendid, but no more than infidelity
I'll tell her
She left you something to give you, but I want to see you suffer for her death
Show me
I don't see you crying and praying because she is dead
I must go, I can't wait
My love
You were right, she is dead. We buried her today
I'm sure you are to blame for her death
She left some words for you
Fidelity is splendid, but no more than infidelity
That message may have saved you. I thought I would cause you harm
Harm? How?
Tonight, before you make love to me, go and seek charity for your soul
Then have a marble tombstone carved, fit for a saint
I'll do as you ask
Go
Aziz, some more perfume
Read me this letter from my son. He works far away
"Dear father, I am well...
"...but I can't earn money here
"It is God's will. I send my love. Your son, Ali"
Now come to my house. Let me offer you wine
Which would you prefer: living or dying?
Living
Then let's get married
Then you'll be safe from Mad Budar
Who is she?
Don't you know?
You've made love to her for a year
You've been safe because of Aziza, but where will you find another like her?
You know nothing of the perversity of women, do you?
I want to save you, but I'm not like your cousin. I want reward. I'm rich
Nothing's lacking in my house
All I ask is: be my rooster
Rooster? How?
Come close, you can't get away
Do what you like to me, I am your slave
Give me all of yourself
It's been a year and we've kept our promises
You can go to your mother, but swear to return tonight
I swear it
You're waiting for me? How did you know I'd return today?
I've waited a year, without moving day and night
I'm married. We have a son. I can only stay with you for one night
Thank you very much, Aziz
But as you're married I'm no longer interested. If I can't have you...
Women!
Fidelity is splendid, but no more than infidelity
Once again those words save you
Your life is saved, but I'll punish you
Get powders for the wound
What are you doing?
Where have you been?
What have you been doing all this time?
Aziza, how good you were to me, how you loved me
Aziza left this for you
Now I can give it to you
"This is the work of Princess Dunya
"You must believe that I do not blame you for anything
"I thank God for letting me die before you die. Your Aziza"
I entered the garden of Dunya
I saw her and fell in love with her
What can I do now? I have become like a girl
What is the matter, sir?
Let me go to Dunya's city
I love her without seeing her. Help me find her
When my father sees my bloodstained clothes he'll think I'm dead
That is Dunya's father. Perhaps he is seeking a son-in-law
Come on, Tagy
Is this the market place?
Be careful of the Sheikh of the market
He prefers bananas to figs
That's him smoking over there
Good morning, Sheikh
What handsome lads
But dirty from their journey
Before anything else, you must bathe
As the poet said: May the bath-keeper enjoy a long and happy life...
...and caress sweetly so many bodies
You like to enjoy their beauty in the bath, eh?
I'm not like Dunya, our Princess who hates men...
...and can't abide any talk of marriage
Are you the gardener here?
Yes. Why?
May we see the garden?
- Whose garden is this? - The daughter of the King
- She hates men and won't marry? - Yes, sir
She dreamt a pigeon was caught in a net and saved by its companion
But when a dove was caught the pigeon did not help it...
...and the dove died
Now she thinks that all men are like that pigeon
How much does this Dunya pay you?
Only one dinar
I want to do good in this garden Will you help me?
Something good, sir?
- Take these three hundred dinars - Do as you wish in this garden, sir
What will you do?
- I need two labourers - At your service
I'll pay three dinars a day
- No good - Four dinars
Six... nine
We'll only accept if you will pay us one dinar a day each
Are you brothers?
Brothers in God, not blood brothers
Brothers in God... but why have you become beggars?
To serve God
Why decide to live like this?
Tell me, it could bring me a little closer to God
If it enhances the Glory of God, I will tell you my story
Thank you for helping me, I'm dying of hunger and thirst
I'm a king's son. Bandits attacked us as we took gifts to the King of India
Don't tell anyone. I'll shelter you, but our cities are enemies
I'll be no trouble. I can work
I have studied
I can write, do sums, I know science and literature
That's not worth anything here
Mony is all people understand
Here you can chop wood, that's all you'll be good for
Are you a man or a demon?
I'm a man
- How did you find your way here? - I suppose it was fate
Perhaps it is to end my pain and sorrow
Who are you, child?
A king's daughter. A demon kidnapped me and locked me in this tomb
Every ten days he comes here and makes love to me
If I need him I have only to touch the words on that tablet
I want to free you from that demon
You must be mine alone. I'll take you from here
If the demon comes, I'll deal with him
Run!
The demon will kill you
Do you know who these belong to?
We've never seen them before
I'm looking for the owner of these shoes
None of us has lost them
Tailor, do you know the man who owns these shoes?
Someone's found your shoes
Your lover. Kill him and spare yourself
Kill her and you'll be released without harm
I can't kill a woman I've never seen before, who's never hurt me
There's love between you two
you've made love with your eyes, at least
I'm not sure you have betrayed me
I won't kill you, but you won't go unpunished
I beg you to be merciful
- Let me go - No mercy
Hold fast, you damned monkey!
In the name of God and with His great power...
...I make you as you should have been created
A monkey
Captain
Before we reach port you must write the log of your voyage
You forgot, Captain
"Let destiny take its course
"Accept willingly what is given. Be not happy or sad about anything
"But if you open the inkwell of power and grace...
"...ensure your ink flows...
"...with liberality and generosity"
This writing is truly beautiful
None of my advisors can form such exquisite characters
Dress the author in attire of honour and bring him here
Ibriza, look
Father, why do you let a stranger see me?
Is it true what my daughter says?
You are a man and not a monkey?
Father, he is a man, not a monkey
Free him from his present condition, then, and I shall appoint him Vizier
I shall obey your command
Though it cost me my life, you are welcome
Poor monkey, your soul is stronger than your nature
Thank you for returning my soul
She sacrificed her life for me
Such was my grief..
...it could have shattered mountains
I felt I had offended God
You are determined to relinquish everything for wisdom. Why?
Because I think that destiny governs our lives, nothing more
God grant you peace
May God be with you
I wish to entrust you with a mission
Very well. I accept
God has revealed to me...
...that at noon you will come to me on that island...
...and find me dead near a well
Wash me and wrap me in a shroud you will find beside me
Take my turban and tunic. Give them to whoever asks for them
I will do that
Yunan. My son, keep your eyes closed and listen to me
The sea, Yunan, the sea
Ask your father..
...to allow you to make a voyage
Father
Haven't we islands over the sea?
Yes. Why?
I want to arm a ship and visit them
Are you sure you want to do that?
You're even afraid of bathing
You still play with children and you are lazy
But, father, I want to see the world
Climb the mast and tell us what you see
Starboard teems with fish
To port there is a shadow
Sometimes white,sometimes black
We're lost. We will all perish
Why say that?
We are near Black Stone Mountain
Beneath a copper dome stands a copper knight
As long as he is there boats will be smashed...
...against the rocks below
Beneath your feet you will find a copper bow and a lead arrow
Aim at the knight beneath the dome
Topple him into the sea and the world will be rid of this misfortune
Don't come out for any reason
When I return I will open the door
Who are you?
Go away! Don't kill me!
Please let me live!
As a king's son it is my sacred duty to be your friend
It's predicted that I will be murdered today, my fifteenth birthday...
...by a sightless man who would come from the sea...
...and topple the statue of a knight
To pay for this an innocent victim was needed. Me
Trust in the goodness of God and be content
I'm glad I was shipwrecked and I'm here to defend you
Anyone who seeks to harm you will have to answer to me
I'm glad you are my guest here, even though it is underground
There is a beautiful bath here
Happy is the bath boy when he touches the breast of Ali, the back of Malik
The bath may seem an inferno, but it is paradise
You'll find bodies as beautiful as suns and moons
I know a poem about the bath, too
A life of joy...
...for those bathers upon whom ardent tears have fallen
Look there
That boy along the beach
He could be Yunan, my son
Yes, it is my son
Son, it is I, your father
God be with you, sir
Are you giving me a tunic?
Give it to me
What is happening?
Good-bye, father
Where are you going?
Dunya, look in that house
How beautiful it is
Look at the ceiling
It's beautiful, Dunya
That is the story I dreamt
Yes, the dove caught in the net. But what more?
The pigeon who flew away because he was a coward...
...was caught by a bird of prey
Sometimes dreams are bad teachers...
...because one dream does not tell the whole story
The truth lies in many dreams
Look, silly, and don't make a mistake
What is it called?
Honey cake
Fig
- Pigeon - Wrong
Tell me, then
Perfumed meadow grass
Thank God for perfumed meadow grass
Now it's my turn. What is this called?
Don't make a mistake
Perfumed meadow grass
Wrong
Tell me, then
Peeled sweet pomegranate
Now it's my turn. What is this called?
Don't make another mistake
Peeled sweet pomegranate
Idiot! That's not the name
Tell me, then
The Inn of Good Food
And what is this called?
Don't make any mistakes
Do you know?
Tell us, then
The donkey...
...who grazes perfumed meadow grass, eats peeled sweet pomegranates...
...and spends the night in the Inn of Good Food
Zumarud
You want to tear me to pieces?
Go on. I'm tired of looking for her
I had a beautiful slave who loved me
Kill me, eat me, then my suffering will be over
What now?
I don't understand
Am I to follow you?
All right, I'll come
Don't! It could be dangerous
Everyone who has eaten that has died
Let him eat. See what happens
If I'm killed it will end my suffering
- What is your name? - Nuradin
Dress him, perfume him and bring him to my chambers
The King is treating him courteously. He may not die
The King has noticed his lovely eyes
Perhaps our King prefers the melon to the plum
That young man made me feel the same
Massage my legs
Come on
Much higher
I'll massage your calves, no more
You'll do as I command. I want you as my lover
I may grace you with the title Emir
Your lover?
Lie on the bed
I've never done it before. Take back your presents, let me leave
Obey me. Lie on the bed...
...or I'll have you beheaded
Turn over
Pull your trousers down
Don't hurt me too much
Do you like love poems
Don't look. Listen
Two twigs of myrtle...
...placed on a young man's cheeks
the sun and the moon are astonished when he appears
What shame for the myrtle when the youth unbends
All right
Another poem. Don't look at me
I told a young man of my desires. "Why offend me?", he said
I showed him a dinar
...and the young man said:
"I can't refuse if it is my destiny to be mounted by you"
One more poem. Don't look at me
Take with strength everything that you desire
Won't it stand?
Not unless you touch me. Don't be afraid to touch me
Go on
You're made like a woman. Now mine is standing
My love, dont you recognize your slave?
Zumarud, my love
I know a poem, too
What a night! The beginning was bitter, but how sweet is the end