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Come with me.
EXECUTIONER: There's the traitor!
[Mathayus shushes Tutu]
That's my special magic powder.
All right. I'll kill them all.
MATHAYUS: Thorak.
[Somber instrumental music]
You again.
Stay here.
Memnon is.
...we'll kill for free.
THORAK: Don't touch that.
Which limb do I take first?
[Memnon and sparring partners shouting and grunting]
MATHAYUS: What is this place?
...there are rumors spreading to the armies that she is gone.
So we have a problem, as long as you're alive.
So you're going to use me first, and then kill me. I feel so much better.
Run, if you like. There are worse dangers out there than me.
Get him!
My lady, how lovely to see you out here in this desolate place.
Horse thief.
[Music dramatically builds and crowd cheers]
Bring them.
PHILOS: It works!
He was the greatest swordsman the world had ever seen.
And what people would that be, Balthazar?
[Rhythmic drumbeat]
Great gods.
Some are certain and some remain shadows.
Now go.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
[Sound of horse hooves]
... of killing...
[Music crescendo]
Mathayus.
[Mathayus whistles]
... and swept across the barren lands of the ancient world.
...no mortal can defeat Memnon.
I would have captured him myself, but he ran like a coward.
But a smart guide wouldn't, or he'd be shown into Memnon's dungeon.
[Men shouting, women screaming]
[Rowdy shouting and yelling]
In fact, I cannot remember how we got here. We took a left turn...
ARPID: Where am I going? PHILOS: Stop.
Rule well.
It is customary for the sorceress to be present at these meetings.
Let me know if there's anything else you'd like.
You know this?
No need for concern, miss.
Give the generals the news. Have them make their armies ready for the final campaign.
PHILOS: We're almost there.
Remember, you are an Akkadian. You make an oath, you always have to keep it, right?
[Villagers shouting encouragement]
By the law of the horde, their greatest warrior was proclaimed their king.
[Climactic instrumental music]
- Never! - Then you're a fool.
You're a king now, Akkadian.
Nor shall he die by your hand...
And if he isn't stopped, he'll sweep across this land and kill all of you.