All language subtitles for The.Scorpion.King.3.Battle.For.Redemption.2012.eng

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 am 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 am 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 will 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.
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 will save you, Sire.

Filthy Akkadian, come here.
I will 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, I met me a girl from Sodom #

# With a moustache and an ample bottom #

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

# if it's big feet you like, I got them #

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
100 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 want to 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 am 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 will 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.

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 will 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.

That it was.

Where are you from? I haven't seen
your kind in the desert before.

I am 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 17 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 have heard tales of such beasts.
They look hungry.

Don't run.

I am running.

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 have 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 will 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 am not even going to 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 have 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 am 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 have 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.

Look at me.

Better.

You will 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 have come to free you. Uh-uh.

Would you be quiet? You will alert
the guards. I am trying to help you.

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

He will 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 have got Silda and they're getting away.
I am going after them.

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

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

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 will 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 will find Princess Silda.

And at that time,
we will have the medallion.

It may seem like a setback now, but it's
really going to 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 will get any gold out of this.

What?

Quiet. We're close.

# My belly has a need for mead #

# As I ride upon my warrior steed #

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

# I 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 am sorry. They might hear us
and be alerted to our presence.

Yeah, if they reside in falling water.

We're not alone, Olaf.

I am going to make some
falling water of my own.

Adventure of a lifetime my arse.

Oh. With friends like you, who needs women?
This is going to feel good.

Oh, gods. That's so good.

What demons are these?

Where's the princess?

I have no quarrel with you. You give
me back Silda and I will let you live.

Stop.

Now quit toying with me. I'd just as
soon kill you and find her on my own.

Fine.

Come on.

What in the name of the
demon serpent is going on?

You got the serpent part right.
Mathayus, meet Cobra.

It wasn't a dream.

More like a nightmare.
All right, let me get this straight.

You are Cobra, and you got captured as
Silda and you freed yourself as Cobra?

Staging my capture allowed me to
search Talus' entire camp at night,

until I found my medallion.

Then you two came along and blew a
plan that took weeks to execute.

Well, perhaps if your father had
told us your true identity,

you wouldn't have had this
problem in the first place.

King Ramusan, my father,
does not know my secret.

Come, Olaf. Let's take leave of this woman.
She does not even have the medallion.

I am tired of this upside down country
and its ill-mannered rulers.

Stop. Or what?

You will say "stop" again?

Your pajama-cloaked army is not here to
help you, and despite your obvious talents,

besting Olaf and I is
a bet that will not pay.

Wait. Please, wait.
Give me one good reason why I should.

I will give you many.

After Talus burned their village by the
river, they took refuge here in the forest.

They can't survive here much longer. Why do you
show us this? Because I need your help.

Woman, I am a soldier of fortune.

How could I possibly help them?
There's much you can do.

After all, you are
the great Scorpion King.

What did you say?
What did she say?

You heard me. You killed the evil King,
Memnon, and saved the sorceress, Cassandra.

You made her your queen,
and freed a nation.

Freed a nation? It's pure fantasy,
I can assure you. More like legend. Legend?

My father told me this story when I was
younger. Sounded like a fairy tale.

She heard about you from a fairy tale.

Quiet.

Why so defensive?

Is it true?

I am tired of this nonsense.

Let's go.

You may have heard this fantastic tale,

but how would you know it's him
if you have never seen his face?

That he is Akkadian is obvious.

As for being the great Scorpion King,
I suspected.... but wasn't certain.

Until now.

Mathayus is a mercenary, not this
King you have him confused with.

Right?

Sire, we are prepared to attack.

A spy has returned, but he
could not locate the Book.

We suspect that Ramusan has hidden it.
Of course he has.

Catapults, fire.

At last, victory is ours.

Death to the invaders.

Fight to the death.

Protect the Book at any cost.

If we are to believe his servants, King Ramusan
has fled. Without the Book of the Dead? Never.

When we find the secret chamber...
we find the Book and its keeper.

We are warriors, Ramusan. Stop hiding like a
quivering handmaiden and bring me the Book.

This may be my final breath....

but the people of this land will
rise above my failures as a King.

And you will need much more than the
army you brought to break them.

You know, you might be correct.

Now if only I had a weapon....

....at my disposal....

that would rid me of these pests.

Terribly sorry.

You know, it's heavier than I thought.

Simply a guide, collection of words is all.

The text is useless...

without the medallion, I know.

Hathor. Yes, Sire.

Huzzah.

You know, I find it so ironic that
soon he too will become part of this text.

Very humorous.

It's the Book of the Dead.

Akkadians are good for but one thing.

Destruction.

I know you're the Scorpion King.

You can say anything you like,
but your eyes say it is true.

I may have been, but that
man is dead and buried.

Many names can be shed and
forgotten in this life, Mathayus.

King is not one of them.

Please. Help us.

If you truly want to help your people,
you will find a man that did not fail his.

The gods have their way,

and not even the mightiest
of men can stop it.

There are more than 500,000
people in this country.

Talus will not stop until he enslaves
them all to build his empire.

Then he will march on Horus' kingdom with the
largest army anyone has ever seen before.

Fight with me and we can stop him.

And maybe, in some small way, you
can forgive yourself for the past.

I will never forgive myself for the past.

Then you will never have a future.

Mathayus.

Where in Odin's codpiece have you been?
I needed to think.

And drink. Do you know how long I have
been slogging around this forest,

fighting off ravenous beasts,
looking for you?

Why don't you quit your bellyaching?

So is this quest over?

Even though every fiber in
my being is against it,

I shall stay and fight.

But for my reasons.

When we have crushed Talus and sent him back
into the dust, that is where it ends for me.

Well said, Your Highness.

You call me that again,

and you will never have that son.

You're going to need a bigger dagger.

You're going to have to let go of everything
you know if you're going to fight with us.

Look at Yin. You, watch me.

Go, Yin.

You see?

Right.

Swatter for insects would be of more use.

That's good.
Now, what if you are the insect?

You defy gravity, anticipate, predict
the movements of your predators.

Get under your enemy's skin.

I will show you how we
do it where I am from.

That was a great move, Olaf.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Can we please continue?

Let's continue.

I think it's your turn, Akkadian.

Let's see what you got, pretty boy.

If you are the insect, what are you?

Scorpion.

Not bad.

You try.

Look at me. I am a ninja. I can fly.

Not bad. Good job. Not too bad.

Let's see what you have got.

- He challenged the princess.
- Whoo.

You're going to take on
the girl again, Mathayus?

She kicked your butt once.

Take him down.

I don't know whose hair is prettier.

Go, Silda.

You can't scare the princess.

Oh, here it comes.

Teach him a lesson, Silda.
That was a good one.

Did you see that?

You going to dance all night,
or do you want to fight?

That's got to hurt.

The Cobra will bite you.

How's the view, Princess?

He loses. Let me guess.

I take your breath away.

Now that's what I call a courtship.

The mighty Olaf.

My brother.

My Lord, I am Zulu Kondo, lion spirit
from the land of the burning sky.

Command me.

Lord, I am Agromael, noble destroyer.
It is an honor to join you in battle.

What mortal dares to awaken
the warriors of the Book?

It is I, Lord Talus, who summons
thee back to earth to do battle.

I am Tsukai, shadow warrior from
the land of the rising sun.

What is your will, My Lord?

Will, My Lord?
I believe a demonstration is in order.

Kill them all.

Well, there's that.

Very well. Agromael will stay here and guard
me while your cohorts go and kill a snake.

Tsukai, I want you to search
the ether for my prey, Cobra,

and reveal to me his hidden refuge.

And when the refuge is found, you will
slaughter Cobra and his army without mercy.

Well, you're up with the mist.

In my vision, I saw a slaughter
so vile, it made my stomach turn.

As far as the eye could see were the
staring gaped-mouth corpses of men

cut down to pieces in the muck.

And what of us?

Oh, our heads screamed silently on wooden
spikes. Our bodies burned in a ritual pyre.

We still looked fierce though, right?

Are you in this for the fight or for her?

Both.

I cannot lie. She is... She is under my
skin, and crawling deeper every day.

Do you question my judgment
because a woman is involved?

On my unborn son, I am with you, Mathayus.

To the end. Whatever that may be.

To the end.

Go to the north side of the camp now.

You, get them out of here.
Come on. Hurry. Hurry.

That can't be good.

Silda, what's happening? Talus awakened
the ghost warriors. Ghost warriors?

The Eye of Gods medallion has great power.
If the owner reads from the Book of the Dead,

it awakens the warriors from the underworld.

The Book of the Dead has been
lost for thousands of years.

Not lost. It has been with our
royal family for many generations.

Your father.

He would have given his life to protect it.

Then he died well.

Let it not be in vain.

Olaf, we fight.

You don't actually believe all this
fantastic gibberish, do you? Cobra.

Cobra.

I am here.

Get you and your people to safety.

We will hold them off as long as we can.
Time to crack some heads.

I have seen you in my vision,
Scorpion King.

Look at what you have become. You are a
disgrace to your people and your queen.

Your queen rules from the underworld.
You like to join her?

I would be happy to reunite you.

I will be joining her soon enough, but it
won't be because of your cowardly witchery.

Cowards.

Come on.

Is that all you got?

- Come on, everybody.
- Hold those children tight.

One step at a time.

That's it. Move. Move.

Oh, Silda, where are we going?

Hold him.

Despite your glorious efforts, dear
heart, Cobra is still at large.

So now your only mission,
your only task is to guard the Book.

Do you think you can manage that,
oh warriors of the etheric hoo-hah?

The Book is to only be touched by me.
Me alone.

Sire, I fear your enemies remain powerful.

You underestimate them at your own peril.

I feel they are close and plotting.

Hmm.

Hmm, I feel something, too.

I feel... that this kingdom.....

This kingdom....

....it is mine.

And it is cause for celebration. So come.

A celebration, Lord Talus, is premature.
We must remain at the ready.

The only thing that you
must do is obey me, slave.

We are warriors of the Book,
My Lord. Not slaves. You are.

You are what I say you are. Slave. Unless
you want to return to your sarcophagus,

I suggest you hold your tongue
and you hoist your chalice....

...and prepare for celebration.

Slave. Slave, slave, slave. Slave.

# Slave #

Mathayus. Surprise, surprise.

You know you can't get rid of me that easy.

I thought that one day my people
and I'd be free to escape this jungle,

return to the land that is rightfully ours.

Yet with Talus' monsters waiting to devour
us, I fear it will be here we perish.

It's always better to fight and be devoured,
even if the chance of freedom is slim.

What now for you?

Do what I always do in these situations.
Oh, yes? What's that?

Well, return with my prize,
collect my bounty, of course. Bounty?

Still in it for the money, I see.

Well, let's hope Talus thinks so, too.

I don't follow.

You will. I have a plan.

Oh.

And now that Ramusan's men
are fleeing for their lives,

we will soon have the head of Cobra.

And from here we will build an empire
that will stretch all the way to the desert.

Who goes there?

Inform the King that we have
returned with his prize.

Sire, you have guests.

Bring them in. Come forward.

What a pleasant surprise.

I thought you were lost in battle along with
your objective. Caution, Sire. The... silence.

Very impressive. And so is that,
if that is what I think it is.

Our task was made a bit more difficult
with your creatures from the underworld

killing everything that breathes.
I know. They are not very particular.

You just point them in a direction and you
let them go. Apologies for any hardship.

Well, now that you have Princess Silda and the
head of Cobra, you can apologize with more gold.

Of course, and well-earned.

Plus, an invitation. To a wedding.

Or an execution.

Either way, it's a feast.

What shall it be then?

Wedding it is. Fantastic.

First thing in the morning.

And I don't think we need
wait for wedding spoils.

Do I have a choice in that matter? No.

I mean.....

Play along there, brother.
We knew this was going to happen.

We have to focus on the task at hand.

Yes. Yes.

Olaf, is this how you focus?
Oh, Mathayus.

So Silda was right. The Book is in the
treasure chamber under lock and key.

And judging by the looks on the guards faces,
I would say that thing is in there with them.

Oh, don't brood, brother. It was your plan
after all, and a great one at that. Look at them.

Don't worry. He hasn't tried to bed her yet.
You have seen her. Would you wait?

Excellent point.

We will toast to her then, for her
sacrifice in the line of duty.

May I? Ahh. Woman. Not me.

Olaf, it's time for battle.

Olaf.

Olaf. Oh, God. I hate you, Mathayus.

You get the Book,
I will get the medallion. Go.

What could possibly be taking so long?

How much more beautiful can you get?

Oh. That much.

Kindly pardon my exuberance.
You're excused.

Where are you, Mathayus?

So much for pleasantries.

Now that the sword is unsheathed,
it is time to pierce the flesh.

Pure poetry, My Lord. Yeah, I know.

Let us not rush through this important eve.

We should really enjoy the
remainder of the day.

Mathayus.

After all,

this will be my last
day as a maiden of purity.

Mmm.

Take me now, My Lord.

Take me.

Hurry up. Now would be a good time.
Well, have patience, My Lady.

It will all be over soon enough.

Did you touch her?
Did you let him touch you?

Best I ever had.

Tsukai.

Nighty-night.

Adventure of a lifetime. What a farce.

Give me the medallion.

The signal. Attack.

I command you to obey me.
As you say, My Lord.

No. You have to recite the incantation to
switch their allegiance. What? Oh, women.

Now you tell me.

Now that's what I call treasure.

I want the medallion. Now.

Don't follow me. Finish them.
With pleasure.

Go get Talus.
The medallion is our only chance.

Leave this witch to me.

Okay.

Okay. Come to papa.

Oh, it's heavy.

Good.

Not good.

Hi.

Talus wanted the Book.

No?

You can't do that.

He's not.

You fight well, mortal.
Perhaps we will take you with us.

Spend eternity with two mindless
brutes and their pet witch?

No thank you.

You want Mathayus, but he
will never stay with you.

He is one of the darkness, like us.
He only wishes to die.

And you are Cobra.

Your deception is the poison
that is killing your people.

Move it. Missed me.

The Book.

You sure you don't want to go that way?

You might have a chance.

You should know better than to
back an animal into a corner.

Who's going to save you now?

You know what? The Book of the Dead
already courses through my body.

I don't need this trinket.

Go ahead. Let them have me.
Let them devour me.

I will rise again like a bad
idea, and you will be crushed.

You first.

You have been a worthy adversary.

Olaf.

Well, come on.

My Lord, the warriors of the Book
are at your service.

I am sorry I deceived you.
Please forgive me.

There's nothing to forgive, Cobra.

I am proud of you, my daughter.

With honor, we join you in battle.

This battle is over.
At least it is for me.

My people are in good hands.

Father?

Father.

Father.

My champion.

You have done well.

Is there a problem?

Do you need more gold? Consider it done.

It's not that, Your Highness.
I actually have some gold for you.

These are the fortunes
of your brother, Talus,

minus the expenses it will
cost to repair this land.

They're rightfully yours.
I don't understand.

I could have easily retrieved
it from the palace myself.

Probably not a good idea.

Meaning?

With all due respect,
Your Highness, you're not welcome here.

These people will no longer
accept foreign rule.

Now, they are grateful for everything you
have done to help them to be free,

but they are willing to fight to stay
that way. Will they now?

Well, since they have sent you as
their messenger, tell them this.

It's not their decision to make.

I have not come as their messenger, Sire.
I have come as their King.

You expect me to accept your claim
to the throne, uncontested?

I expect nothing more than your respect.

For myself and for the people of this land.

Now, if it is a fight
that you are looking for,

then you shall have it.

You surprise me, Akkadian.

I thought that you had traded in your
royal nobility for a few sacks of gold.

I had.

But now, if need be, I am willing
to trade my life to get it back.

I believe you.

And whether I give you
my blessing or my blade,

I respect you.

But I must confer with my generals.

When you are the King, the concerns
of the realm come first and foremost.

But you already knew that, didn't you?