Do you still like red roses, Mara ?
Do you remember these flowers in Acapulco ?
A many-colored carpet stretched over the river.
Only when they came near, did we guess the presence of the boats.
Genuine floating gardens they were.
The whole river was drenched, in their perfume.
We told each other, "See you tomorrow"
That was three years ago.
You came anyway. - Huh huh, just like that.
Isn't this what we agreed upon ? When one of us does this...
The other one comes running. - I need you.
You left me on the bank of a flower-filled river after saying,
"See you tomorrow", without a word of explanation,
without writing a single letter in three years,
and today, you say you need me?
No. Oh, no, you're being unfair. I never ceased to need you. Never.
You left, Mara, and since then, you never even once, contacted me.
I couldn't. - Why ? What prevented you ?
Thanks.
When we were in Acapulco,
you used to go to Mexico a lot, remember ?
Of course, you were working for the Americans.
Of course. Digging for uranium.
No, your real job. The one with the CIA.
Anyway, how is this connected to what you want to tell me?
Have you already heard of the Consortium ?
The Consortium of Brains?
I know something about them.
Something so serious, that it could mean my death.
The Consortium of Brains, never wanted anyone's death.
I know. Its members are not evil men.
On the contrary, they're generous people determined to serve mankind.
I knew one of them very well.
His name was Otto Eisner.
He was a small creative man,
a good man who wore glasses, and a panama.
He also was a scientist of great integrity.
He didn't want science to be used to wicked ends.
I wanted you to meet, Otto Eisner. I wanted you to help us.
But he was killed.
He was the last of my friends,
and he was stabbed in the back, this very morning, even as I watched.
Let's not stay here.
A friend of mine lent me his villa on the coast, near Janovar.
You'll be safe there. - I'll be safe nowhere.
He'll find me anywhere I might go.
Who? Professor Saroghu ? - You know my husband?
I read about Professor Saroghu's wedding in a jet set column.
You really were beautiful in the photograph, Mara.
You're still mad at me, aren't you ?
Saroghu was very good to me. He helped me. He protected me.
Listen to me, Mara.
I crossed seven thousand kilometers to join you here,
and you needed only to call me.
But if you want me to help you, you must tell me what you're afraid of.
Do you know what I did when I got your letter?
I almost threw it away without opening it, then I read the postmarks
Paris, Conakry, Panama, Bogota...
It was as if you'd called me across the whole world;
that's why I came.
Yes I want to help you, Mara, but tell me, what are you afraid of?
I'm not only afraid for me, Francis.
Imagine destruction and death failing on this place.
A whole city changed to dust.
All the buildings, the palaces, the museums, the temples, the cupolas,
two thousand years of human memory annihilated.
Byzantium's second death.
"And when the trumpets blew for the seventh time,
the walls of Jericho came tumbling down"
One of these days, the trumpets will blow for Istanbul,
and the city will vanish under the sea.
Mara... - You don't believe me?
I'm not crazy, Francis.
Had you meet Professor Eisner, he would have managed to convince you.
I'm sure you would have believed him.
But they killed him.
Yes. I believe you, Mara. I shall help you.
The perfume. Can you smell the perfume? Acapulco's flowers...
Watch out !
Don't talk. Don't say anything.
Who are you ? Where are we?
I'm Yasmine.
This is the house of Malek, the bear keeper.
Malek ? - He's my grandfather.
You speak good French.
I was taught by the white sisters.
Afterwards, my parents died and I had to come back here,
to care for my kid brother, Ouzbek, and my grandfather.
Did you call the police?
No. My grandfather would never, alert the police.
Your arm was badly stabbed. You need a doctor. Quick, Ouzbek !
No, wait ! I've got this friend, Abdul Mascar, on Nourizia Street.
Abdul Mascar. Nourizia Street. - Yes. Yes.
What the hell do you want?
There's a gentleman who fell... You must come at once.
Get lost. I've got work to do. - His name is Francis.
Francis? Francis Coplan ?
Why didn't he come himself ? What's his problem ?
He fell and he said: "Go fetch mister Mascar" !
Alright, move it...
Yes, yes, yes, wait a second, will you !
This man cannot stay here. He needs medical attention.
I can do it myself.
That won't be enough, I'm afraid.
I'll have to see him again, to give him shots and care of his wound.
I don't intend to come back here every day.
A hospital is too much of a risk.
I'm paying you to help me. This man must stay in hiding.
Well, not here, that's for sure.
My place then. It's the only way.
Come on, take a seat.
Leave us, little ones, we've got business to discuss.
You shouldn't be out of bed.
Where are my clothes ? I must leave.
Oh, you're going to leave. You're going to leave right now !
I received orders to that effect. - It's not possible.
It's either that or the Emniyet.
The Emniyet... Screw the Turkish secret services !
It's obvious you don't know Lieutenant Sakki. With him, no problem,
it's either bamboos or escape, and bamboos more often than not.
Either bamboos or escape?
Of course you can't understand. That's Cayenne slang.
This is just like the malaria once you've caught it, you keep it.
Over there, in St. Laurent, tombs were dug behind the bamboos,
so when a guy couldn't get away through the swamps or he stayed there too long,
he sort of missed his escape. And that's where he ended,
among the bamboos. See what I mean ?
But for you, it was escape.
Of course. I'm here, ain't I ?
But I didn't escape like everybody did.
The old man himself, got me out of the penal colony.
I can see you're amazed. - Indeed I am.
Rest assured that it wasn't philanthropy on his part. No...
This was the very beginning of the war.
He needed agents in the Middle-East.
Morally, I've got the " légion d'honneur", but as for going back to France,
no bloody way ! - Don't you regret it?
I ? Why should I care?
Here, I'm somebody. I'm respected.
Mister Mascar, the taxidermist.
I've got my own shop, and not in any street either
Nourizia Street is better than the Central prison in Melun, isn't it?
Well, can't you understand that the old man holds me in his hand?
I can't afford any funny business, Coplan.
Tomorrow, I'll see you aboard the plane to Paris.
No, I cant do that. I've got something to do,
and nobody can prevent me from doing it. Not even you.
Listen, pal, you called me, and I came, right !
I'm willing to do all I can to help you, but no more !
You're not going to put me in an awkward situation, are you ?
Once I saw you in an awkward situation, Mascar,
and I pulled you out of it.
I haven't forgotten.
The felucca and the submachine-gun.
I can see you coming, with your big cello
the old gratitude and friendship trick.
No...
Listen, Coplan..
There are favours that you have no right to ask,
EVEN me..
These girls are my wards.
Can you believe that Fati, here, is my best informant?
Some people use hidden tape recorders
or microphone-stuffed olives. Who needs the complexity ?
It's useless. Look at her..
When you've got such beautiful eyes to see,
and such a beautiful mouth, to tell everything afterwards...
I'm glad you finally came to your senses.
Believe me, this is all for the best. Well, good-bye.
Mister Mascar. Stop repeating that you don't know Mr. Coplan.
Only this morning, you were seen with him at the airport.
If you know he took the plane, why do you ask me where he is?
Because Mr. Coplan didn't leave for Paris.
Oh, please, I personally bought his ticket.
I didn't put those words in your mouth, did I ?
Mr. Coplan walked to the plane in the midst of the other passengers
then he slipped away, and came back driving a luggage cart.
He's now free to roam Istanbul, as you very well know, Mister Mascar.
Of course I don't... - Mister Mascar !
You're not speaking to just, anybody.
You're speaking to lieutenant Sakki, of the Emniyet.
I'm aware of that, believe me. - People like you, mister Mascar,
think law-enforcement officers are stupid. - Not at all.
People like you, mister Mascar,
think Turkey is a fairground, where they can have any fun they want,
under the very nose, of a stupefied police force.
This is not the case !
Istanbul, a crossroads for spies.
A secret mission in Ankara. Shadows over the Bosphore !
We're tired of this picturesque reputation, of this dubious folklore.
People like you are merely tolerated, mister Mascar,
you mustn't try our patience.
You're a... taxidermist ?
Taxidermist...
Yes, that is the scientific word for "animal stuffer".
It's a very delicate trade, which requires a lot of...
I know...
You travel around a lot, mister Mascar.
And they are quite eventful travels, for an honorable shopkeeper like you.
Last month, you were in Trebizond, weren't you ?
How strange ! A man was killed at exactly the same time.
An agent from the East. A coincidence, of course.
Another coincidence, the nightly gunfight around the base, at Sarikanis,
and guess who was in Sarikanis on that very day !
On a business trip, of course.
Do you know the rumor about people coming here and never going out again ?
I'm of the opinion that it's just a fairy tale... mister Mascar.
Now, would you please watch this file,
it's going to stay on this table as long as Mr. Coplan stays in Turkey.
I'd like to see Professor, Akran Saroghu.
The professor is not here.
I tell you, the professor is not here!
Please introduce the gentleman, Gamal.
I thought you were an archaeologist, Professor Saroghu.
Archeology deals with dead things.
But life, Mister Coplan,
life is its raw state, isn't it fascinating ?
How do you know who I am, professor?
How does one know his nemesis?
How does one know the face of his destiny ?
You bring nothing but woe.
I should hate you, sir.
Professor Saroghu,Mara mentioned a threat, Some danger.
Don't you know that prisoners, in their jails,
make up fantasies, to match their impossible dreams?
Are you her husband or her jailer?
Neither.
Mara is a prisoner only of herself.
I should perhaps tell you a story, sir.
I just hope it won't make you laugh.
Two years ago, I was doing archaeological digs in Upper Egypt.
Do you know the Nubia Desert, mister Coplan ?
A very sterile, dried up, scorched by the sun zone.
That's where raiders from Sudan, fell upon our small team.
To their eyes, we were infidels, sacrilegious tomb-defilers.
My companions were tortured, massacred,
and I was myself mutilated in such a way that today...
When you're just a shadow of a man,
you must compromise, don't you think?
Mara was admirably loyal and gentle.
She's a real woman. Young and beautiful.
I told her she was free.
She sometimes acts on it, but she's not happy.
And her torment is my torment.
For me this is tea time, sir.
Will you join me?
The Yagli, professor. - Of course, Gamal.
I'm giving him a free afternoon.
Gamal is fighting in the Yagli.
Did you ever witness one of those public fights ?
To tell the truth, I didn't have the time to check the folklore.
Gamal is the strongest wrestler in Istanbul.
He very seldom loses. He's as powerful as an ox.
Very well, you can go, now.
Do you really believe that your wife ran away ?
Don't you think she could be dead?
What kind of a man are you, mister Coplan ?
No, I don't believe that Mara is dead.
I don't want to believe that.
Hospitality is sacred in our country,
but don't abuse it.
Oh, please, Mascar, let me pass through.
Look, you really should thank me,
I've already seen Gamal break a man's back on his knee, so you see...
Rather than hindering me,
if you really are my friend, you'll try to help me.
I am your friend, but you've put me in a very awkward situation.
I know lieutenant Sakki quite well, and he won't buy any story you make up.
I'm going to explain... - Enough. Come with me.
Istanbul, a ruin ? A leveled down Ankara ? Nobody will believe you.
It's a regular fairy tale.
What about this? Is this a fairy tale too?
I saw with my very own eyes, Mara being murdered.
Mascar !
You don't believe that I fell down from the cliff on my own, do you ?
Look, I came here from the other end of the world, just to find Mara,
and she's dead.
I don't want to leave without knowing why.
Give me forty-eight hours, Mascar !
Of course, I could easily miss you today,
but... No longer than that ! You swear?
Forty-eight hours.
Did you know that Mrs. Saroghu was an addict ?
That's a lie.!
Still your old self, right? You want to know everything,
but when people talk to you, you close your ears.
The man's a sculptor. His name is Theler.
Give an answer to those who seek your friendship.
Do us the favour to address us, oh divine Marquis.
Who's Theler ? - I am.
I need to speak to you in private.
Tell your friends to go.
Alright, the seance is over. Good night, sir. Good night, madam.
Who the hell are you ?
I want to talk to you about an archaeologist's wife.
So what ? What do you want of me?
Look, Theler, I've got very little time.
Do you know Mara Saroghu ?
She was murdered. I want to know by whom and why.
I didn't even know she was dead.
I... This is really painful for me.
Tell me about Mara. Did she come here ?
Sometimes, yes. - Often ?
Often enough. - Why ?
Well... Mara was beautiful, oh so beautiful.
Like a beautiful flesh statue.
Mara sat for me. She was an exceptional model.
Especially for me.
An artist always tries to feel the whole of his subject, you know.
Each part of Mara's body, is an image of perfection.
Her shoulders, her legs,
Her breasts.. Her hips..
Her belly...
You're a liar !
You're like everybody else.
For you, the world is simple. It's either day or night.
Either love or hate.
Mara knew that day and night sometimes mingle,
and it's possible to hate out of love.
Mara is dead, you say ?
For me, she can't die.
What existed between us, goes beyond the barrier of death.
Enough ! You lie ! There was nothing between you and Mara.
What do you know ?
Thanks to me, she found Hugo again.
Hugo ? - Yes, her brother, Hugo Gernsbach.
Oh, please, he died three years ago in a laboratory accident.
Mara loved her brother very much.
I taught her how to communicate with Hugo from beyond the grave.
Here? In this workshop?
Yes, here. These mysteries escape you, don't they ?
Each day, Mara put red roses on her brother's grave.
A simple loving gesture.
But when she communicated with him here,
it just goes to show that
some ties are stronger than death.
Charity, bey effendi, charity !
Where the devil dwells, the woman hides !
The woman ? Did you see her? Where is she ?
The lovely lady took a cab and she asked to be driven into the old city.
And then ?
I don't know. I couldn't hear very well.
Oh, yes, now I've got it.
She said, to the caravanserai.
Yes, that's it. Farewell, bey effendi, and may Allah be with you !
Scotch, Double.
Hey, young man, do you know the McCormick tractors ?
No, I don't think so. - Here's my card.
I'm Johnny Lawson, from Sydney, Australia.
I don't need a tractor just now.
You never know when you'll need one.
I'll keep your card, just in case.
I've sold tractors all over the world.
Singapore, Copenhagen..
Hey, I once knew a girl, - Hey, look what you're doing.
Who looked exactly like this one.
Her name was Cathy. Yeah, Cathy
And in any case, she was crazy about me...
You can't expect anything from those girls.
They're after a sucker they can drain of his money.
Excuse me. Sorry. - No, don't go...
Are you following me ?
You like that dancer, don't you
Now, you can trust Johnny Lawson's great experience.
They're all...
Get in there ! - Here?
Yeah, lots of girls !
Hey, it's pitch dark in here ! And there are no girls !
Open the door ! Open the door !
Sorry...
I didn't hear you knock.
Mara...
My name is Eva. What do you want?
What happened, Mara ? Won't you give me an explanation ?
You drank too much champagne. Although it's not very good in this place.
It's extraordinary
Yeah, I know. I remind you of somebody. They all say that.
Look, Buster, if you came to invite me out tonight, forget it
somebody's waiting for me. And if you want a date,
you can forget that too, somebody will be waiting for me tomorrow.
And the day after tomorrow, and everyday after that...
Who's waiting for you ? Theler ?
Alright, we might as well do this.
I guess that if I had you thrown out, you would come back.
You're Francis Coplan, aren't you ?
Mara often told me about you, but she obviously didn't tell you about me.
She refrained from telling you that she had a sister, didn't she?
She always wanted to be.. unique..
OK, I really don't intend to spend the night, in this lousy joint.
What were you doing in the cemetery, today ?
Who are you actually?
Ha ! Come with me...
I told you, I'm Mara's sister.
The fallen sister. The one nobody wants to show. The shame of the family.
But I still have the right to put flowers on my brother's tomb.
Come on, open this door ! What's going on here ?
One moment please. Stop it !
Madam... Sir...
Do you know what killed Mara ? Curiosity...
She meddled with things that went way over her head,
and then she tried to drag you in the mix without thinking
of the risks she exposed you to. - But she died, not me.
Yes, Mara is dead, and you can't do anything for her.
But she can still hurt you. Mara never loved anybody.
You're wrong. - No. She never loved anybody, bar herself.
And she always hurt those who loved her. - Saroghu, for instance?
Saroghu described her as a monster?
On the contrary.
I think he loved her more than anybody could, in a purely unselfish way.
Saroghu lied to you.
He's a deceiving, devious man, devoured with jealousy.
Maybe so. But he mastered his jealousy.
He especially masters his reactions.
Saroghu had you believe what he wanted.
The answer to all your questions lies in his place, and you've seen nothing.
But you, Eva, what do you know ? Please tell me.
I don't know anything. I know absolutely nothing.
The master is waiting.
Forget what Mara told you. Forget what I told you.
Leave this country, and forget everything.
You were right, Coplan.
Tomorrow will be too late. - Who was it, Saroghu ? Who?
The man I respected most, in the whole world.
My friend had me murdered.
But who, Saroghu ? Quick! His name!
Hugo. Hugo Gernsbach.
Since he was injured, he's not the same anymore.
He's undergone a kind of mutation.
Can you hear, Coplan ?
You've been led into a trap. They'll say you killed me.
Where is Hugo Gernsbach ?
The gardens. You can still escape through the gardens.
Answer me, professor ! Where is Hugo Gernsback ?
Eva. Eva will tell you.
Lieutenant Sakki, of the Emniyet.
Please allow me to introduce my deputy, inspector Etorki.
My clear Etorki, I'm pleased to introduce mister Francis Coplan,
whose acquaintance, we've long wanted to make.
As you can see, mister Coplan is a peaceful tradesman,
whom we badly surprised
by interrupting the walk he takes every night, after dinner.
This arrest is absolutely arbitrary.
I've got a valid passport, and I committed no crime.
Come on, please be sensible. You're accused of murder.
And your quality of honorable foreigner doesn't protect you from Turkish laws.
You know perfectly well, I didn't kill Saroghu.
I know only one thing, you've been surprised on the scene of the crime
a few moments after the victim died.
If you're innocent, you'll certainly be acquitted in court.
That's a matter of, say, five or six months. One year at the most.
Six months? One year? Don't you realize ?
Realize what, mister Coplan ?
You must admit we've been patient. And understanding.
Should you have taken the plane for Paris as we wished you to do,
you wouldn't be here, dealing with a murder accusation.
A murder accusation !
While it's evident have something important to do.
Very important.
Didn't it cross your mind, that what you're after, could interest us ?
Is this an offer?
An offer? Oh, come on, come on. I'm just a lowly policeman, mister Coplan,
my duty is to put you behind bars, and nothing more.
But just supposing.. repeat, supposing..
That you should be free again, free to further your search,
I wonder... I ask myself...
it's just an hypothesis, mind you.
Would you share your discoveries with this country's authorities ?
Why not? If this is the only way I have to get out of here.
Oh, wait !
If you should recover your freedom, as unlikely as this may be,
nothing tells us, that you would be courteous enough
to come back, and inform us of your findings.
I give you my word.
Indeed, indeed, indeed.
But I'd like to show you something, all the same.
Francis !
You're going to get us out of here, Francis, ain't you ?
I can't do anything, little Ouzbek.
They say that you can.
They say that if you do what they want, we can go.
And that if you don't, we're staying in jail.
What about Yasmine? Where is your sister ?
She fled. She was scared when she saw them.
Who scared her ? The policemen ?
Not the policemen, no.
The men who came down the mountain, looking for you.
What does this mean ? I'm not ill.
Oh yes, mister Coplan, you are very ill.
So ill that we can't keep you here.
You must be taken to the hospital. Isn't it, doctor?
An acute fit of malaria. The patient must be hospitalized at once.
You'll notice we're not barbarians, mister Coplan.
All your possessions are in here, even your shoelaces.
I wish you a very good health, mister Coplan.
Fools !
Incompetents, who couldn't even guard sheep,
that's what I was given, to guard an important prisoner, a dangerous man.
How could you ever let him escape?
How did he managed to do it? How ?
Er... the door, sir... he opened the door.
Here we are ! What could be more natural ?
He opened the door, and he left.
Imbecile!
That door, gentleman, should have been locked to begin with !
And who did lock the door ?
Well, the thing is, when we left... - Who locked the ambulance door ?
Well, it was... it was you, sir.
What ? You dare ? You dare to blame your superiors for your faults?
You dare, that's it ? In jail ! Right now ! In jail !
Put them in jail ! You're going to learn honour and discipline,
worthless soldiers that you are ! Delinquents ! Criminals ! Hashish smokers !
The dancer Eva, I absolutely must speak to her.
You are mistaken. There is no Eva here.
Oh, come on, I was here last night. You even poured me a whiskey.
Whiskey ? As if I could remember every man who drinks a whiskey.
But I saw Eva ! I talked to her !
For God's sake ! I locked an Australian man inside the telephone booth.
An Australian man in the telephone booth ?
I don't like being made fun of. Where is she ?
I swear, I don't know her.
You don't know her either?
What do you want ? - I'm looking for Eva.
You've already been told, that there is no Eva here.
But I saw her last night, in this very dressing room.
I doubt it. It's been ours for three weeks.
Tall as three apples, and big as one man,
That's Tim... That's Tum... That's Tom...
Go away !You too, Fati ! Out !
Here, Fati,catch ! This way, you won't have to come back.
And now, let us be serious, Theler.. Where is Hugo Gernsbach ?
You know he's dead.
Are you crazy ?
So he's dead, is he?
No, stop. Don't do this ! I beseech you !
So he's still dead ?
I swear I don't know.
Don't force me. They would kill me.
They might kill you. But I'm sure to do it, if you don't talk.
It's far, very far from here. Very far indeed.
In the mountains. Near the Syrian frontier.
An old fortress. Alamut Kalesi.
Coplan came to Theler's. He threatened him,
and Theler was so afraid, that I'm sure he talked.
Hello, Fati ? Fati... Hello?
Now you've got some explaining to do, you little bitch.
I didn't do anything. I was just calling a friend.
A friend ? Well, we'll see.
Hello? I'd like to speak to lieutenant Sakki. For Mr. Mascar.
Hello? Lieutenant Sakki ?
I tried to join you all night ! Coplan is in danger.
He discovered something terrible. I've got to see you immediately.
No, not in your office.
The boat cemetery in five minutes ? Alright.
Did you see lieutenant Sakki ? - Around there...
Did you see a foreigner ?
Let us leave those anger prone foreigners
to their own devices, my dear Etorki.
In three days time, they'll have succeeded in exterminating each other.
Is there a castle around here ?
Can you speak French ?
I'm looking for a castle, a medieval castle. A citadel. A fortress.
Can you understand?
What castle are you looking for ?
I'm looking for the castle of, Alamut Kalesi.
Just drive towards those mountains,
but it's a dreadful area, with trap like valleys.
Monster-shaped rocks, underground streams.
No sensible man enters, the Devil's gardens.
The Devil's garden?
It's been called that for centuries. - Why ?
Because these valleys are the Devil's hunting grounds.
Theler paid for his treachery.
What about the Frenchman ? - He'll join us in a few hours.
Why did you let him pass?
Because I was curious.
His obstinacy fascinates me
So much valor for so unworthy a cause.
And his unreasonable love for Mara
This absurd search,
that's interesting.
This man will bring your downfall.
Others have tried.
Eisner. Saroghu. Even you, dear Carole.
But I gave up. It was a game.
And you know perfectly well that I'd be bored to death anywhere else.
Here, with you, I'm having fun at last.
You're a superficial woman, Carole.
Superficiality is killing the world.
I said you're superficial, Carole.
I should say, that you're a monster.
I, a monster? You surprise me, my dear Hugo.
Why did I tolerate your capture of this child
Because she's going to be useful.
Do you think Coplan will fear for his own security ?
He may not even be aware of the danger.
But for her, yes, he'll be afraid.
Tomorrow, with your permission,
there will be a great hunt in Sepulchre Valley.
Here ! Here !
How stupid ! Why did you capture that man,
when he came to me of his own volition ?
Because that way, he was posing as an equal.
He can't claim that anymore.
I gave the orders, with your best interest in mind.
You too, Carole. Leave me alone with him.
I'm fascinated with your courage and obstinacy
What did you hope to achieve, by coming here?
Before she died, your sister Mara could warn me of some danger.
Before he died, you friend Saroghu could tell me about you.
He respected your ideals but wanted to convince you to give up your plans.
They died because you became a danger to the world.
A danger to the world...
I like the irony of the situation.
What I want is peace on Earth,
but as long as people like you won't understand,
I shall strike ! I shall strike hard !
Just like you did in 1943, in Peenemunde
That's true. But when I left for the USA in 1945,
I knew hope for a while, science at the service of good.
Don't you know what it is for a scientist to feel
that narrow-minded generals are ogling his tiniest achievement
in the hope of perfecting their destructive power.
In the end, I refused to work.
I was branded a traitor. I was persecuted,
tried in front of a commission
And then, in 1964, I had this laboratory accident,
I was exposed to radiation.
Disfigured. I faked my death.
Since then, I've been living here, preparing a better future for Man.
You talk like a prophet,
but you don't hesitate, to lock an innocent girl in a cage,
like an animal.
In order to convince our guest to share our meal,
I had to persuade him, that his little friend was safe.
Nevertheless, he still seems concerned with the child's fate.
You can relax. Yasmine is in no danger
She's the prize of the hunt.
The hunt? - Don't pay any attention.
Carole is sometimes a little maverick.
I haven't allowed the hunt yet.
My decision rest partly in your hands, mister Coplan.
My hands ?
I'd like that, in exchange for your life,
you'd agree to work for our cause.
Work for your cause, in exchange for my life?
You've been harmful enough already.
Even should I approve of your ideas,
I would never yield to such blackmail.
But our cause is right. - Maybe, but your means aren't.
I'm afraid I misjudged you.
You're nothing more than a hired killer.
What is your price ?
Pray that you never learn it.
Mister Coplan..
Don't dwell too long on the citadel's battlements.
Sometimes, you can meet strange people there.
Mara...
Will you understand that I'm not Mara ?
I'm Eva. I don't want to be anybody but Eva.
Don't you understand that Hugo is pulling your leg?
Can't you see that he's having fun at your expense?
He himself put me on this battlement, and he forced me to dye my hair.
He's a monster. - Why do you obey him, then ?
He always had a great power over me.
I loved him more than one can love a brother.
I felt genuine passion for him, but he always favoured Mara.
For her, he had no secrets.
He never told me what was at the bottom of the Snakes' Tower.
The Snakes' Tower ?
The high tower, there.
Hugo customized it to his needs. At the bottom lies his secret.
Mara went there, but I never was allowed to pass the last door.
Lead me to it. I'll help you pass the last door.
Come.
That's it. Behind that door, lies Hugo's secret.
Stop, Coplan. That would mean your death.
You betrayed me again, little sis.
And you betrayed me too, Coplan, you deserve your fate.
Tomorrow, there will be hunting in Sepulchre Valley.
Try and understand me, Eva
I'm the one who strikes out of love.
I'll get out of here.
And tomorrow, I'll take you with me.
Tomorrow? Do you know what will happen tomorrow?
Haven't you heard what Hugo said about the hunt?
He mentioned a hunt, true enough.
The Hittites used to hunt that way three thousand years ago,
in a place called Sepulchre Valley.
So what ? - You're not aware of Hittite traditions ?
In Sepulchre Valley, only one kind of game is hunted.
Man? - Yes, man.
That's why the peasants call this area, the Devil's gardens.
To placate evil deities,
the princess was required to hunt four times a year
the bravest and strongest man in the kingdom.
To track and kill him.
I'm not dead yet.
One day, from very far, somebody called me, just like that.
And I came.
I'll save you in spite of yourself, Mara.
I want to know.
I already told you, little sis,
that the secrets at the bottom of the tower are not for you,
They're deadly secrets.
I want to know. Let me take the key.
The key to the last door.
Never, Eva. Never, as long as I live.
You won't be able to keep your secret forever, Hugo.
Others will steal it eventually.
You're thinking of that man.
Don't you know that nobody ever came out of Sepulchre Valley alive?
If he fails, another man will come,
then another, and another...
and I will not help you against them anymore, Hugo. Never.
What I created is mine. What I love is mine.
In this unprincipled world, I don't want to accept any compromise.
If my secrets are threatened, if you want to distance yourself from me,
I'll stop at nothing!
Hugo!
Two hours are necessary, to cross Sepulchre Valley,
but crossing it does not equal, getting out of it.
The cliffs are impassable.
And on the other side of the forest,
there lies a swamp, that would be your tomb.
As you can see, Sepulchre Valley is a totally closed place.
The hart god was the Hittites' symbol of gambling and luck.
Do you know how the princesses of the second dynasty
led the great ritual hunts?
The sun will soon appear over yonder cliffs.
When the hart god's emblem, is fully lit by its rays,
then and only then, will the hunt be open.
Up to this instant, nobody is allowed to touch you.
No firearm will be used,
and, if you manage to leave the valley,
the world will be yours.
Coplan !
Hugo! Hugo Gernsbach !
Hugo Gernsback !
Mister Coplan !
So Carole's superficiality, finally caused her demise.
Since you are the winner, you're free to go.
You're forgetting why I came here.
I will not leave without Eva.
Never.
Halt !
What do you see, Etorki ?
Ravens.
Ravens !
Don't you see the shadows of Bayazid's and Tamerlan's soldiers ?
The spectre of the Old Man of the Mountain, grand master of assassins ?
Don't you see severed heads, and brandished yataghans ?
Ravens ?
Etorki,Pyramids of human skulls, rose at the foot of those grim walls,
Alamut Kalesi is the fortress of terror, of death and desolation.
An endless threat that was fought endlessly.
Our task is now, to sever the dragon's head.
Onward !
So you don't want freedom ?
Will you never understand?
You persist in wanting to die, Coplan.
Must I really call my guards?
No, Hugo. - He wants to destroy us, little sis.
I came for you. You're leaving with me.
Let him go, Hugo. Let him go. I beseech you, Hugo.
He wants to separate us, little sis.
Now you must choose, Eva
between him and me, between life and death.
Shoot ! Shoot !
Oh, no !
Not the last door.
Come back, Eva !
Not the last door.
No, Eva, don't open that door !
I warned you, little sis.
To open the last door, is to welcome death itself.
You now know what I once felt, my poor love.
It's too late, little sis. Pandora's box has been opened.
If you lived, you would see the flesh on your face
burn away to the bone, you know.
You too would become a monster.
But why would you live now?
You lost everything !
Destroyed everything ! - Gernsbach, please ! Come !
In a few minutes, nothing will be left of me.
I planned it that way.
In a few minutes, nothing will be left of everything that I created,
owned or dreamed in this world.
No ! No ! - The hand of God..
I'm pleased. I'm really pleased, with your friendly cooperation.
You've been very helpful to us.
In fact, it's partly thanks to you, that I could rid Turkey
I'm saying Turkey? Make that humanity, of some kind of monster.
Yes, some kind of monster.
Yasmine !