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Well.

Behold

the great
Scorpion King.

Please forgive our revelries,
but we cannot believe
our good luck.

That being able,
at one time,

to rid the world
of an Akkadian

and, at the same time,

erase the memory

of your legendary failures.

To your people.

As well as to your queen.

Your queen was
a great sorceress.

How was it that she was unable
to see her own demise, huh?

Did you really think

that you could be
a leader of men? Hmm?

Akkadians are good
for but one thing.

Destruction.

You almost single-handedly
decimated a civilization

that took over
3,000 years to build.

Mathayus,
the once mighty Scorpion King,

has lost his empire
and his beloved queen.

With nothing left to live for,

his only desire
is to die well in the
pursuit of mercenary gold,

and freedom from
the pain that haunts him.

King Horus,
the most powerful
ruler in the world,

faces a crisis
that could cost
him his kingdom.

His brother, Talus,
a ruthless warrior,

has taken a legion of
soldiers to the Far East
to pillage its treasures

and amass an army
powerful enough

to return and
conquer Horus' kingdom.

Now, Talus marches on
the palace of King Ramusan,

Horus' last ally
in the known world,

and guardian
of the legendary
Book of the Dead.

Horus must stop Talus
before he lays
hands on the Book

and enslaves Ramusan's people.

For this,
he needs a fearless champion

willing to accept
what is certainly
a suicide mission.

Well done, Mathayus.

Formidable work
besting Siris.

He was one of
my most valued
military advisors.

That's funny.
He didn't seem to
have a head for battle.

Humor from an Akkadian,
proof that anything
is possible.

We intercepted one of
his messenger parcels

detailing all of our
defensive strongholds.

Who was he working for?

My brother. Talus.

After my father
died and left
the kingdom to me,

Talus became very,
very angry.

He thought he was
the rightful
heir to the throne.

With all due respect,
Your Highness,
I have a few vessels of wine

and a small
army of harem girls
to conquer tonight.

Can we just skip
to the part where you
tell me who you want killed?

Your royal nobility
didn't take long
to wear off.

Walk with me.

The king.

Someone that they call
Cobra is the leader of
the tribal resistance.

Naming yourself after
a venomous creature?

Why didn't
I think of that?

Once he finds out
your mission is to
protect King Ramusan,

I'm hoping that
he comes to your aid.

Your chances of survival,
Mathayus, are minimal at best.

When do I leave?

Tomorrow.

Well, better
start drinking.

I only need you
to hold Talus off

long enough for me
to get my army there.

King Ramusan
will give you
10,000 pieces of gold

at the completion
of your mission.

I will give you
another 10
upon my arrival.

That is, if you
survive long enough
to collect it.

I'm sending
someone with you.

I work alone.
You know that.

Mathayus,
you stand to help
a great many people.

Perhaps that can
provide some
redemption for past sins.

I'll never have
redemption
for the past.

The gods will curse
my passing, and I
will thank them for it.

I do this
for money alone.

OLAF: You all fight
like little girls.

Which one of your. . .
Idiots.

. . .mighty warriors
will accompany me?

Who will challenge me?
That one.

That ape?

Under what rock
did you find him?

He was one of the
only survivors of the
great siege of Babylon.

We brought him
into our ranks

because of his
unique skill set.

My men have yet
to embrace him.

Go cry to your mama!

I wonder why.

Ha!

Your hat looks stupid.

Assassin !

You Highness,
do you really think this. . .

I'll save you, Sire!

Filthy Akkadian, come here.
I'll squeeze you.

Get off me, maniac!

Olaf, have you gone
completely stupid?

He's an Akkadian, Sire!
He's sent to kill you !

He's working for me.

Olaf's devotion
to the realm,
albeit humbling,

tends to
cloud his judgment.

My apologies.

And you're working
with him.

Working? What?

A quest.

Let's drink!

Did you bathe
in camel dung
this morning?

I smell like warrior!

Well, thank the gods
my kingdom is safe.

Prepare them
for their journey.

♪ Well, l met me
a girl from Sodom

♪ With a moustache
and an ample bottom

♪ She said with a wink
as she poured me a drink

♪ "lf it's big feet
you like, l got 'em!" ♪

I heard stories
about an Akkadian once.

Tales of incredible
feats in battle.

A man so mighty
many believed him part god.

I do not know much,
but of one thing
I am certain,

you're no Akkadian.

That's a mighty
mound of horseshit.

Oh ! I could really go
for a sheep's stomach
stuffed with crickets.

You probably
eat like a bird.

What's with the hair?

How do you get it
all straight and
shiny like that?

Did Mama comb that hair
1 00 times every night?

Or did Grandma have
a recipe she passed down
through the generations?

"Just a hint of bat poop

"with just a touch
of monkey testicle."

Oh, how about that?
Your balls finally
dropped.

See I finally
got you to shut up.

You wanna go, Akkadian?

Huh?
Already going.

You call that
punching, princess?

Or are you courting me
with those love taps? Huh?

Great humper of sheep?

Down you go, Akkadian.

At my feet,
where you belong.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Did I mess up
your hair?

Wait.
Let me fix it.

Nice try.

How does this feel,
you filthy swine?

You like my face?
Let me give you a closer look.

Give us your gold or
we'll cut your throats.

Go back to Mama.

Hey!
What are you doing?

My mama sends her regards!

They are fools.

One-legged
sheep moves faster than you.

Forget them.

You would know!

Kiss me,
precious.

That was the easiest
robbery we have done in years.

That's about all I can take
from you, Akkadian !

Mmm.

That's good.

Now, that's how
you stoke a fire.

Let's sober you guys up.

Nobody touches my stuff!

Crime doesn't pay!

Olaf,
make mine medium rare!

At least you'll be able
to see where you're going !

Not bad. Maybe
you are an
Akkadian after all.

That was fun.
Almost broke a sweat.

Now where is my baby?

There you are.

This is a nice camp.

It's good of them
to get it ready for us.

It was a good day.

Mmm.

That it was.

Where are you from?

I haven't seen
your kind in
the desert before.

I'm a Teuton
from Germania.

Land of mountains, snow

and ice.

Are you crying?
No.

Dirt in my eye.

How'd you end up here?

Ha! I came to fight
in the great
desert wars for gold.

I was to take my
spoils back home,

but I have not
earned the fortune
I had hoped for.

Well, when we help
this pitiful king,

you shall have them.

And I can return to my Olga.

Olga, and our 1 7 daughters.

Seventeen daughters?

Yes.

But I still await a son.

It doesn't sound like
it's for lack of trying.

What about you?
What's your history
in this place?

I have no history.

I just want to know
where you're from, brother.

We're not brothers.
You understand?

Who pissed
in your wineskin?

Time for rest.
We have many days
travel ahead of us.

Oh, Olaf,
your breath smells
like rotten yak carcass.

Great gods!
What do they feed
you cats over here?

Olaf. Olaf!

Olga?

Bye, Olaf.
Die well.

I've heard tales
of such beasts.
They look hungry.

Don't run.

I'm running !

MESSANGER: Sire, news from
King Ramusan's palace.

Talus has declared
war on Ramusan.

Fetch me the rest
of my generals.

We march tonight.

Fetch them !

Yes, Sire.

By the gods, Talus,

I will spill your
blood myself for this.

The jungle has
been known to
swallow men whole.

I've heard tales
of half-monkey men
drinking human blood.

Excuse me if
I don't consider a
north country barbarian

an expert at
jungle warfare.

With any luck,
we'll make Ramusan's
palace by sundown.

Sire, we captured
one of Cobra's rebels
for interrogation.

Ramusan's army
is on the move,

but the king remains
at the palace
with the Book.

And still no sign
of Cobra.

What have we?

Officer?

Or do I give
too much credit
to these heathens

to assume some proper
chain of command?

Where is Cobra?

Is he planning an ambush?

He's not shown
his face in days.
Where is he?

Perhaps I should speak
just a little bit louder.

Might you hear me now?

Horus will
send an army,

if he has not
done so already.

We must not wait
to take Ramusan.

Send a detail of
men to attack tonight.

I could
give you two more.
Two for you.

Come celebrate
beautiful cobra.
Come celebrate flesh.

Very cheap.

Thank you.

Fat chicken for you.

Your Highness!

We spotted a detachment
of Talus' army
approaching from the south !

Move into the palace!
Come on !

Quickly!

Down the line! Go!

Prepare to
close the gates.

Move!
Quickly!

Olaf,
we may be too late.

If we're too late,
we're still getting
the gold, right?

Focus. Look down there.
Those are Talus' men.

I count 50 men
in Talus' royal colors.

More like 60, 65.

We need a plan.

Really? I thought
we'd just run
down there yelling

and thumping our chests,
try and scare them to death.

That's not a bad idea.

Secure the gate!

Secure the main door!

They come
for the Book.

These men are assassins.

Talus wishes for me
to die without honor,

while my people defend
the land they have
owned for centuries.

He must never taste victory,

only the copper sting
of his own blood. Right?

What is this?

Defend the gate!

We could try
gorilla fighting.

Chimps attack in numbers,

like an army trying to
overwhelm their enemy.

The gorilla does not have
the benefit of numbers.

He makes the enemy
bring the fight to him.

More cunning.
More deadly.

One gorilla is
better than 50 chimps.

Well, you're not
as dumb as you look.

Or sound.

I'm not even gonna
talk about the smell.

What are you
talking about?
I smell delicious.

Bring in the beasts!
Second positions!

It's time for battle.

Let's crack some skulls.

Repel the ladders!

Horus has forsaken us, men !

Hold your positions!

Hey. Oil.

Whoosh !

Fight with me
to the end !

If we cannot have life,
we will have honor!

Don't retreat!

Move to the wall !

Regroup!

I should have never
trusted an outsider
to come to our aid.

There's something outside!

Attack formation.

Quick march. Formation !

We cannot see them !

Horus has
fulfilled his promise.

Let's get the gold.

Sire,
Akkadian and

this guy.

You're expecting
diplomats?

Actually, yes.

Maybe we should've
just asked the bad guys
to leave the king alone.

Stop.

In any case, we are
grateful to King Horus
for his assistance.

And not a moment too soon.

Your men have my
warmest invitation
to enter the palace.

My men?
Your army.

The men waiting
in the jungle.

There's no army,
Your Highness.

Just us.

Oh.

Well, I am impressed
to say the least.

Thank you. Thank you.

Normally a victory
celebration would
be in order, but. . .

But you can't afford
to spend any of
our gold on it.

Yes, we need to
discuss the gold.

There isn't any.

I'm sorry,
I thought he just said
there isn't any gold.

That can't possibly
be true.

Draw your sword,
idiot.

Please, please,
put away your swords.

There is no deceit.

My offer to King Horus
was made in good faith,

but war, as you know,
has its cost,

and this war has
cost me everything.

That being said,

you've both traveled
a great distance
to come to our aid,

and this kingdom
owes you a
tremendous debt.

Oh.

You shall
pay in treasure.

Well, that will
also be acceptable,

provided, of course,
that it is
something of great value.

By the gods,
that is. . .

A vision of beauty.

Reminds me of my Olga.

You misunderstand.

I do not propose
this piece of art
as your payment,

but rather its subject.

My daughter,
Princess Silda.

I offer to you
my daughter's hand in
marriage as your reward.

Lucky bastard.

Very well. I accept.

No doubt an offer
difficult to decline,

but have you
forgotten there
are two of us?

The necklace that
she is wearing is the
Eye of Gods medallion.

I thought that was a myth
thieves told their
children at bedtime.

You mean to
tell me it's real?

Apparently so.

The gods be praised.

We shall have it.

Yes.

Something died
inside of you.

Where is
the princess?

Talus has her.

He kidnapped her to
force my surrender.

But as much as I
love my daughter,
my people must come first.

I shall hold off Talus here
while you rescue Silda.

Save my daughter
and earn your seat
at the royal table.

You and a princess.

You mean to kill me.

Still, your aim
is truer than
my palace guards.

You know, I have
a mind to free your hands
for I may starve to death.

Look at me.

Better.

You'll definitely
be my queen.

Though your
resistance to me
is as preposterous

as your affinity
to those savages

in the jungle that
you call your people.

They are no more people

than the palace monkeys
that wipe my bottom.

I mean, you see?

I am a benevolent,

highly entertaining ruler
worthy of your hand.

You will see this.

You will see this,
or I will take out your eyes
and feed them to the ravens.

Sire!
News from the East.

My champions
have held off Talus.

King Ramusan's
palace is secured.

Looks like
Talus is preparing for battle.

Right here.
Line them up.

Where are they
taking those prisoners?

To
the front lines.

What?

I have a plan.

This better not involve me.

What business
have you, heathen?

I hear you're paying
for front line fodder.

Piece of silver for every day
one survives the battle.

You look like you're good.
Oh. No, no, no. Not me.

My slave here. . .

We might get a whole
week out of this one.

Have fun.

This way.

Sire.
Yes?

A messenger brings news.
Your assassins failed
to take the palace.

They were defeated
by an outside force.

The messenger
believes Cobra
came to Ramusan's aid.

Fall in formation !

And you know this how?

Messenger.
Are you a sorcerer?

Or do you
speculate, huh?

Oh, fear not.

Only a heartless rogue
would kill the messenger.

Kill him.

Wait. Please.
No! No!

Quick work of those savages,
press forward without mercy.

Ramusan's army
approaches, My Lord.

Prepare for battle!

Attack order!

Position !

Move! Move!

Sound horns!

Charge!

Fire!

Silda.

By the gods.

I've come to free you.
Uh-uh.

Would you be quiet?
You'll alert the guards.

I'm trying to help you.

If you don't stop struggling,
I'll take you to Abdul.

He'll pay highly to
add you to his brothel.

Good work,
Akkadian. Great plan.

He gets the girl
and I get these fools.
Ridiculous.

Can somebody help me up?

Olaf!

Olaf! Where's the girl?
Come on !

These black warriors
are Cobra's men.

They've got Silda and
they're getting away.
I'm going after them.

Well, I'll be
dipped in donkey dung.
Let's crack some heads!

Now, let us see
how our royal
guest is faring.

Sound the alarm.

Anybody?

Sound the alarm !
Sound the alarm !

Sire, the princess is gone.

Oh really?
Was it Cobra?

Did you by any chance
happen to see these thieves?

No, Sire.
They hit me
so fast that. . .

I want the girl !

Now!
Yes, sir.

Fools!

Who is that man?

We're on the same side.

Give me the girl
and the medallion
and I'll take it from here.

Cobra!

Fire!

You let them get away?

Next time,
why don't you send
a real warrior in, huh?

Here comes
Prince Charming.

It appears your day has
ended a little differently
than you expected.

Greetings.

As you know,

some thieves
from the resistance
have stolen my bride-to-be.

As my men are clearly
not up for the fight,

and you have demonstrated
that you are up
for the challenge,

I would like to
procure your services.

This is fit for
a bribing purse,
that's about it.

I need much more
gold than this.
Done.

And some women.

Done.

There will be bonuses
if you bring me

the head of Cobra,
their leader.

All of the assassins
I have sent
have not returned.

If you succeed,

there will be more gold
than your beast can carry.

To fail is to die.

To refuse my offer
is to die.

So what say you then?

I say we're
wasting valuable time.

So let me
get this straight.

I spend the entire
day cracking skulls

in a war that interests me
about as much as
camel dung in the desert.

Meanwhile,
you lose the girl

and the medallion,
and get us sent
into this cursed jungle

to battle someone named
after the world's
most deadly snake,

who, by the way,
was supposed to
be on our side,

so that we can get paid
twice for the same job.

Not bad, huh?

Not bad.

What about the medallion?
That's what we came for.

When we find Cobra,
we'll find Princess Silda.

And at that time,
we'll have the medallion.

It may seem
like a setback now,

but it's really
gonna work out
to our advantage.

Don't piss on my head
and tell me it's raining,
Mathayus.

Why do Talus and
Cobra care about

this meaningless
strumpet anyway

if they are such
mighty warriors?

They both know
that only royal blood

can truly unite the
tribes of this land.

She's a symbol of
a new beginning.

I doubt we'll get
any gold out of this.

What?

Quiet. We're close.

♪ My belly
has a need for mead

♪ As l ride upon
my warrior steed

♪ There's battles to be fought
and wars to be won

♪ l like cracking skulls
with my mace
just for fun ♪

You found
a big root, did you?

Quite the lesson in
Akkadian warrior tracking,
pretty boy.

I'm sorry.

They might hear us
and be alerted
to our presence!

Yeah, if they
reside in falling water.

We're not alone, Olaf.

I'm gonna make
some falling water
of my own.

Adventure of
a lifetime my arse.

Oh !

With friends like you,
who needs women?

This is gonna feel good.

Oh, gods!
That's so good !

What demons are these?