Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[lntense choral chanting]
Neither could my ancestors.
Kill him!
I will not send my people to their deaths in a battle that can't be won.
[Climactic mystical instrumental music]
[Eerie, foreboding music]
Hold your tongues!
Fire in front.
MEMNON: A simple test.
Do great things, wonderful things.
All the sooner to feast on our naked heads.
It seems the gods favor me tonight, Akkadian.
MATHAYUS: The Valley of the Dead.
GATE GUARD: Halt!
Where are you going, sorceress?
You are alive! I knew it!
1,000 duranas to the one who brings me his head!
[Mystical instrumental music]
- What happened? - You got us in. I knew you could do it.
What is in the cart?
[Suspenseful instrumental music]
Tomorrow my victory is complete.
For the moment.
Alas, I must leave you now.
Get on.
MEMNON: The feast is over.
If I let you ride alone...
MATHAYUS: What's that?
But there is.
Live free.
Yes, I'm well aware of that.
I didn't do anything!
... Memnon slaughtered all who resisted him...
This night we celebrate.
I wish there was something I could do to help, but I-I--
[Crowd shouting and screaming]
It is nothing serious, I hope.
You see?
[Ominous instrumental music]
We have things to discuss.
Alas, I must leave you now.
Thank you. Thank you, good sir.
Look out for the fat one! He's behind you!
[Foreboding instrumental music]
Finally, the Akkadian is dead.
The day I speak of is the day I no longer need your vision.
I knew it from the start.