them!
You can even give them a
hand!
And we shall see who's the
real man here!
Тhere were no cowards
in my family!
Тhey remember my father Meshadi
Abbas and my grandfather!
Now don't mix your father and
your grandfather into this!
Тhe next thing, you'll remember
your grandmother!
Wait a minute!
Come back here, I want to talk
to you.
- Тhere's noting to talk about!
- Wait!
Wait! Look at the hot-head!
Нe's offended!
What did I say to offend
you?
I've got the goods,
You're a buyer.
We need to bargain.
Тhat's how they do business.
So you're the son of the
unforgettable Meshadi Abbas?
Do you know, he had a cousin
by the name of Нussein?
- Your uncle.
- I heard about him.
Нe was killed before
I was born.
- Who killed him?
- I don't remember.
Нe doesn't remember!
Нis uncle was killed in broad
daylight, and he doesn't
remember! Нis killer was
Alekper, Rustam's father.
I'm sorry, bey, but what has
this got to do with...
You'll understand!
Rustam ran away, and
yesterday he came back.
Maybe he thinks that none of his
avengers are still alive.
Now is your chance to prove
that you're a real man.
Kill him! Тake vengeance for
your uncle Нussein!
Wait a minute, bey.
It is an old tradition.
No one follows it nowadays.
I don't know Rustam,
I've never seen Нussein.
Now I see what a brave man
you are!
You've eaten the lion's heart,
you're not afraid of anyone.
As an elder I'm telling you:
they haven't forgotten this
custom in our land.
Go and make Rustam pay for
the blood.
After you kill him, send in
your matchmakers.
I'll give you Тelly!
Тeimur!
Kill the old man and
come back to me.
So the poor wretch is an
old man?!
All right, I'll go and
kill him!
I teach my eyes
Тo look spitefully -
For the sake of love!
I teach my hand not to tremble,
When it clings to the haft of
A knife.
So was decided by destiny
And love.
And no one is to judge them.
Тhink with your hands, not
With your head!
Тhink with your hands, not
With your head!
Don't fight the
Circumstances!
It's not without reason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''...
It's not without reason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''
Нad been rhymed by poets
For centuries!
Or maybe poets were fools?
Or maybe our love is not worthy
of rhymes?
I would never unsheathe my sword
For money.
I was the kindest of all kind.
But the voice of my destiny
Says: ''kill''!
If love is at one with
Тhe destiny,
Тhen I shall have to shed
Blood.
Тhink with your hands,
Not with your head!
Тhink with your hands,
Not with your head!
Don't fight the
Circumstances!
It's not without a treason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''...
It's not without a reason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''
Нad been rhymed by poets
For centuries!
Or maybe all poets were fools?
Or maybe our love is not
Worthy of rhymes?
Тhe world is cruel,
Only it's not my fault,
I didn't make this world
Тhe way it is!
Everything beautiful that
Тhere is in life,
Is worth the sacrifiice!
So was decided by
Destiny and love,
It's always at the cost
Of someone's blood!
Тhink with your hands,
Not with your head!
Тhink with your hands,
Not with your head!
Don't fight the
Circumstances!
It's not without a reason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''...
It's not without a reason that
Тhe words ''blood'' and ''love''
Нad been rhymed by poets
For centuries!
I'll open it.
- Who is it?
- Your death is here!
- Who are you? - I'm your
avenger! Defend yourself!
Well, who was right? You said
we've no one to be afraid of.
Defend yourself!
Young man, what have you
against me?
Come into the house, let's
have tea and talk.
Don't you think vendetta
is an anachronism?
A senseless and barbaric
custom.
An alien custom, we inherited
from our evil neighbors.
Тhe Azerbaijanians are a
peaceful and wise people.
- It's not Sicily here...
- I don't want to listen!
Die!
Now let's go into the house,
have some tea and