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Out of the way, beggar!

- Be careful.

- Captain.

- Kadin.

- Alms for the poor.

- How dare you put your hands on me, you filthy beggar!

Captain,

have him flogged!

Our master will be pleased, I think.

His waiting is over.

It pleasures you, El-Sharif?

- Katsina.

Katsina.

Ah.

Your tongue.

The way it moves.

The things you do with it.

You could make a stone statue spring to life.

Holly Acheson,

Only daughter and sole heir of Edward Acheson,

chain store king of the United States.

Inger Lindstrom,

film actress.

Described by the Western press as

"the new Scandinavian love goddess."

And last but, by no means, least,

Amena Cordoba,

European equestrian champion.

Prepare the antidote, it is time for them to awaken.

- Ah, Katsina.

One day, I will take you with me to Samarkand,

you will show me your delights under the stars.

- Tomorrow, El-Sharif?

You have long promised me.

- Tomorrow.

Impossible.

But soon.

Tomorrow an important visitor comes.

- Sheikh Umar?

No.

Kaiser, himself, comes from the United States to beg...

from me!

- The answer has always been the same.

- He's only letting a trickle through.

- Adam,

that small patch of desert sits on top of a bottomless pit,

an ocean of oil,

and we need it.

Not just a trickle,

a torrent.

- I know, Doctor.

- We are being held to ransom

by an unscrupulous son of a bitch

who just happens to rule a few hundred acres of sand.

Hell!

Our companies helped to build that bloody country!

Roads, refineries, pipelines,

military equipment,

and then, phew.

- Do you think he'll listen to reason this time?

- Well,

I have always felt that personal diplomacy

reaps the greatest rewards,

and I think I can say that my theory

has usually been proved correct.

- I welcome you.

My name is Ilsa.

I am the Kadin of Sheikh Hakim's harem.

These are my assistants,

Satin,

Velvet.

- Harem?

No.

- Why, is it so terrible?

You will live a life of ease and luxury.

You will be made more beautiful

than you ever dreamed possible.

You will be pampered, your every whim will be catered to.

- You mean, we were kidnapped

and brought all this way just so that-

- Precisely.

- But you're out of your minds!

You'll never get away with this.

We have friends and families.

- Yes, and where will they look for you, huh?

No, they will simply discover

that you have disappeared without trace.

Now,

you have only one task.

That is to serve your master without question.

- No!

No, no!

- We have ways to make you obedient.

Velvet.

So beautiful.

We have a special cage for it.

It locks between your legs.

He will search for moisture and...

then he will choose which aperture to enter.

And then,

then his sharp teeth...

will begin to rip away your flesh...

from the inside out.

Her name is Ilsa.

- Anything on her?

- That's all we have, sir.

- Not a lady to meet in a dark alley, huh?

- That's what I hear.

- Be sure you keep your eyes open when we get there.

I don't want any accidents happening to you.

- I'm just your aid, sir.

With the documents to prove it,

there's no way she can know who I really am.

Counter-intelligence?

One of their top men.

- So,

the good doctor betrays me...

Even before he arrives.

- He, he will see nothing, El-Sharif, I will make certain.

- Perhaps he comes because he has heard rumors.

- It is impossible.

- We can not take the gamble.

He might discover the kidnapped girls.

It's too dangerous to run this risk.

You wish them eliminated, El-Sharif?

- There's a better way.

We'll sell them.

At the slave auction.

- They expect only the dregs of your kitchen,

they will open their purses wide.

- You have the instincts of an Arab, Ilsa.

- My task is to serve you, El-Sharif.

- Very good.

But not the new arrivals.

- No.

I will keep them safely locked up.

They will be the finest pearls in your harem.

- Ah,

- But first,

I have a matter of discipline to attend to.

This man has been found guilty of a crime against El-Sharif.

Like some animal, he broke into the harem,

where he was discovered with one of the girls.

He claims she enticed him.

That is not important.

She has already been dealt with.

Now he claims his rights as a soldier.

Trial by combat.

His request is honored.

And if he wins, he will be pardoned.

It will be hand-to-hand combat.

Them.

- Kadin, you are giving him his freedom.

- Perhaps.

We shall see, hmm?

Begin.

- Ah, get him, get him, get him!

Come on.

- Welcome to my company of eunuchs.

Oil her well.

Skin must be smooth and ready for her master's touch.

- This one,

she will give trouble, I think.

- No.

She remembers...

the rat grows hungry, huh?

Shave her close.

El-Sharif likes only the hair between her legs.

- In the next shipment, we should kidnap a man,

one with blonde hair and blue eyes

and the body of a god,

for you, alone.

- The man that comes to me

will not have to be dragged like some slave.

Until then,

I can wait.

- But first, we must try to apply pressure,

a little gentle blackmail,

but for that,

we need to find some sort of skeleton in his closet.

- Something he wouldn't want his Arab friends

to find out about.

- Or the rest of the world.

- Harder, harder!

The tongue is the instrument he likes the best.

You must learn to use it well, do not be gentle.

Down, between her legs!

Lick, bitch!

Good.

Press down.

Now use the tongue.

I will not tell you again!

Ah!

You have much to learn.

Ah.

Do not look away!

This is all that remains of a harem girl

and one of the eunuchs.

They were very foolish.

They tried to escape into the desert.

They did not get very far.

If such a thought should enter your minds,

remember this sight well.

Why is she not eating?

- She was fed two hours ago, Kadin.

- It is not enough, her progress is too slow.

Eunuch!

- Yes, Kadin.

- Feed her now.

- Yes, Kadin.

- Oh!

No, no.

No.

Quiet, bitch!

- She is to be fed every hour.

She progresses well.

She will fetch a high price at the auction.

Oh, Jasmine,

You will make some village very happy.

- Wine.

More wine for my friends.

Drink your fill, Kalam.

- The women, Sharif.

Where are these women we have come to see?

- To buy, Kalam.

- Oh.

And since when does the buyer not have the opportunity to...

examine the merchandise?

- Patience, my friend.

Even now, the goods are being prepared

for the auction tomorrow.

Our master tends to spoil their beauty, Kadin.

- They are his to do with as he wishes.

She is lucky it was not worse.

- Kadin.

- Excellent.

Step this way.

- The buyers want flesh on the women, not bones.

Use the silicone.

And to think the Sharif called you

his little white virgin when he saw your photograph.

And even then you rotted with the disease.

- It cannot be hidden, Kadin.

- You underestimate my skill.

- And when they find out,

it will be too late.

- What astonishes me is that you were able

to get an agent into that fortress.

- It wasn't easy.

But I found a very determined young lady.

Very patient too.

She was just a child

and the Sharif tortured her family to death.

She's waited all these years for a chance to avenge them.

- But I still don't see how she is going

to be able to find out anything.

- It's simple.

I gave her a bugging device.

- Ah, it will be discovered.

- Not this one.

- Hmm?

Oh.

- I designed it myself.

Perhaps he comes because he's heard rumors.

It is impossible.

There's a better way.

- He remembered you had not been fed.

- I wonder.

What?

- I wonder how she gets her kicks.

There's no mention of a lover.

- Maybe she's got other tastes.

- That's not in my information.

- You planning a little of the backdoor approach, huh?

- Well, kingdoms have been won before now

between the sheets. - Not this one.

Lovely, lovely!

- More wine!

More wine for the buyers!

Such work makes men thirsty.

Sheikh Kalam,

here she is,

the one you favored.

Oooh.

- What do you bid for?

- Five thousand.

- Five thousand for a pearl such as this?

Do I hears six?

- Six thousand.

- I got six, do I hear anything higher?

- Seven!

- Seven! - Seven-five!

- These alone are worth that.

Great moons to feast on.

Hold them in your hands, Kalam.

She will bewitch you.

You will be a stallion once more.

- Yes.

Oooh.

Ooh.

11!

- Sold to Sheik Kalam for 11 thousand!

The girl, Risala.

A body to make the sap run more fiercely.

Perfection, my friends.

Do I hear 10?

- 10 thousand.

-And I got 10!

Do I hear 11? - 11!

- 11!

11, do I hear 12? - 12!

- 12!

Do I hear any- - 14!

- 14! - 20!

- 20!

Come, Mahmud,

is your brother to beat you now to win this prize?

- 50, I bid 50!

- And you, Ahmed?

What say you to 50?

- There will be another.

- Sold to Sheikh Mahmud for 50 thousand.

And now, the exotic and beautiful Erika.

Remember her special skills, my friends.

With her you get not just one woman but 20.

What are my bids for this multi-woman?

Do I hear 40?

- 40!

- I got 40, do I hear anything higher?

- 60!

60, I got 60.

65, do I hear anything higher?

- 70!

With 70 you can buy one woman,

but with her, you need no other.

- 100,000 dinars!

- So, Ahmed, is this your choice?

- Do I hear other voices?

- Sold to Sheikh Ahmed!

For the highest price of the say, 100,000 dinars!

- Something must be done first.

- Anything my friend, she is yours.

- I do not like the scrape of teeth.

- My friends,

a special treat...

for those with special tastes.

Look at that body.

Cast aside your skinny boys.

I offer you a man.

Come!

Come closer.

Feel his muscles.

Feel the weight of what he has to offer.

Counter-intelligence?

Yesterday?

One of their top men, El-Sharif.

So.

This man will see nothing.

We cannot take the gamble.

He might discover the kidnapped girls.

You wish them eliminated, El-Sharif?

No!

We sell them...

at the slave auction.

- An expensive toy for a dancing girl.

Who gave it to you?

- I found it, Kadin.

- And...

the machine also?

I---

I stole it.

- Hmm.

And who,

who is the owner of such interesting play things?

- It was Dulcima.

You know, the girl who got caught with the solider.

When she was gone, I found them in her room.

- She spread her legs well, huh?

But,

this...

No.

- I swear, Kadin.

What more do you want me to tell you?

- That's enough!

I could have saved myself the trip.

If we paid the price he is asking,

we would be bankrupt in six months,

unless Sheikh Umar can persuade him to see reason.

- It is not Sheikh Umar is too stupid to devise such a plan.

Who is it?

- I told you all I know.

- Who is your contact?

What are they trying to find out?

- No more, please.

No more, please, no more.

- Yes, you feel pain, now listen well, bitch.

It is nothing to the pain you will feel

if you fail to tell me the truth!

With each slow turn,

with each slow turn of the screws,

you will begin to feel the pain greater and greater

until every nerve of your body

begins to scream out with the agony.

Near to the end,

at the end your breasts will collapse

and fall from your body, is that what you wish?

- It was Dulcima!

- Dulcima.

She is conveniently dead.

If the press does not persuade her,

we have 10,000 friends who will.

How can she dance if she has no feet?

Call me when she begins to talk.

- Come.

Such smoothness.

Aw.

They are beautiful beyond dreams.

- There is still one more before you judge, El-Sharif.

- Oh yes.

Yes!

- I promised you would forget your other play things, hmm?

- More ants.

You are ready to talk?

- Yes!

Yes, yes.

- My weeks of waiting are over.

- Your visitors arrive soon, El-Sharif.

They must not be kept waiting.

- Then they will find me in conference.

- I will leave you to your business.

- Kadin.

You have done well.

- Who do you work for?

- N...

S...

A.

- Contact, who is your contact?

- His name is-

- All I am praying

is that they do not give me a sheep's eye

at the banquet tonight.

- A sheep's eye?

- It is regarded as the greatest delicacy,

reserved for the most honored visitors.

I have been downing them all over the Arab world.

I do not think I could face another one.

- Are you certain?

- She was part of a plot.

- To kill me?

- She does not know its purpose.

She only knows she was to gather information.

- This man comes as my guest.

He will have to be...

taught a lesson.

Dr. Kaiser, you do my poor house an honor

by gracing it with your presence.

- You are very kind, Your Highness.

May I present my aid, Commander Scott.

- And I, mine, this is Ilsa,

the keeper of my household.

But Commander Scott must have a first name.

- Adam, Your Highness.

- Doctor, I feel sure you will want

to start discussions immediately,

but tonight I throw a banquet in your honor.

- It is beautiful, Kadin.

- I have been saving it for just such an occasion.

- The American, he is handsome.

- He is our enemy.

- He came just as you said he would, Kadin,

without chains.

- He is a treacherous bastard.

We have the whole night ahead of us,

and, uh, if it pleases me-

- Your demands will never be met.

- Then no more oil will flow.

- Your stubbornness brings no credit to the Arab world.

It is dictated by greed and greed only.

- It is I who have oil, Umar, not you.

Envy creates strange alliances,

does it not?

Choose, my friend.

- Huh?

Oh, but I am married, you see.

- But you are far from home.

- You are looking for something?

Someone perhaps?

- Perhaps.

- Me?

- But your country needs the money, El-Sharif.

- Needs?

Look around you, Doctor.

- What about your people?

- They are ignorant.

They know nothing of the wealth

that lies beneath their feet.

- They will not live in the past forever.

- Why not?

To them your black gold is just

another curse that fouls their pastures.

- But...

someday they will learn the truth.

- So?

- Do you not ever fear an uprising?

A revolution?

- Does the lion fear the jackal?

- Even jackals can bite, El-Sharif.

- Ah!

But not if their teeth have been pulled.

You'll find that my justice is swift and final.

I will show you.

You see this man?

He is my servant.

And as such, he holds a position of trust.

Is it not so?

Yes?

Yet he chose to abuse the trust.

He was caught stealing.

Tell me, Doctor,

in your country,

what would you do with a thief?

- Depends on what he stole.

- Ah,

But here that's not important.

Once a man has acquired a new taste,

he may wish to drink again from the well.

The next time,

more deeply.

- No!

El-Sharif!

No!

No!

El-Sharif!

No!

No!

No.

No.

No!

My apologies, good doctor,

but as you see, my justice is swift and final.

- You do not approve?

- What did he take?

- I will show you.

- Very beautiful.

- It is not just simply a stone, look more closely.

- A microphone.

- A clever device created by a clever man.

- Ah, yes.

Tonight, my friends,

we honor a very special guest.

Our traditional offering

to show him the deep respect

that we feel for him.

An eye from one of my own...

special sheep.

- Such demonstrations excite most men.

- Most men.

- And you are different?

- It's a poor substitute for the real thing.

- Oh.

- I like a woman who isn't afraid of unknown waters.

- And you think I am?

- You could drown.

- You flatter yourself.

They have not finished yet.

You wish to follow them and watch?

- No thanks.

- Oh,

my back.

- Mmm.

My guest is a eunuch?

- I think you'll find out differently.

- How?

How dare you?

- What's the matter, Ilsa?

You've forgotten what a real man is like.

- You take me for a whore,

go back to your quarters, it is finished!

- Not for me.

- Then I will call the guards.

They will escort you!

Are you mad?

I have only to shout and they will come running.

- Why don't you, Ilsa?

Call them.

Shout.

Perhaps you're curious,

huh?

- Of your little blade?

- You haven't seen it yet,

but it's there,

waiting for you.

- What are you going to do?

- First, this.

- Sheep's eyes,

Sharif?

Yes?

- My name is Hassan, Excellency.

- Yes?

- I have been sent by El-Sharif.

- But, but...

But, but, but what for?

- To serve you, Excellency.

- Oh, but I have nothing for you to do.

I was just going to bed.

Yes, I serve you there.

- But I do not need any help going to bed.

- In bed, sir.

Anything you desire.

- In bed?

- El-Sharif said you do not want woman.

You want boy.

I am here.

- You, you mean, he...

That fruit,

he said I wanted, that lousy,

and he...

Oh no, please, don't take that off.

Oh.

- Now this.

Just one little...

stitch.

There.

I---

I don't understand.

- Spread your legs, Ilsa.

Relax.

There.

We won't need this anymore.

Just another stronger weapon.

- You do not understand, I am married!

- I will please you.

- No, no!

- If you send me away, I will be punished.

El-Sharif wanted me to make you happy.

- I am happy!

- He will cut off my head.

- But I, he...

But I...

Cut off your...

He will?

- Please,

let me stay with you, excellency.

- But I...

What did you say your name was?

- Oh, it is not possible.

- Don't speak.

Just feel.

Listen.

- Higher.

Higher!

Work, you whore!

- Am I pleasing you, El-Sharif?

- Get out of my sight!

Oh Adam,

I've never known a man like you.

- If only...

If only I didn't have to leave in the morning.

- Don't.

Don't.

You could stay.

You could.

- I want to.

- Please.

- But what will I tell Dr. Kaiser?

- Tell him, tell him you're sick.

Tell him...

Tell him you'll join him later.

Tell him anything so we can have a few more days together.

- I better be getting back to Washington.

My...

wedding anniversary is coming up.

- Well, I've been invited to stay on a few more days.

- All right,

just don't get your throat cut.

- She didn't suspect a thing, sir.

Just wants to make love.

Who knows, she may get careless.

- No sign of the agent, huh?

- No, I'm afraid I've lost her.

- Do not underestimate her, Adam.

- I won't, sir.

- Well, I'll expect you in a few days.

Good luck.

- Thank you, sir.

Goodbye.

She still lives.

Enough of the demonstration.

- Plastic explosive.

- A different type.

It is safe until I make the contact.

Velvet.

Now,

watch, El-Sharif.

You see,

it is placed deep inside her.

And now,

the love machine will show you exactly what will happen.

Step behind the screen, El-Sharif, where you'll be safe.

Faster.

Faster.

Deeper.

- What a way for a man to die.

At the height of his greatest passion.

- It's the way for an enemy,

a treacherous neighbor.

- Sheikh Umar.

- There could be no suspicion.

- Oh.

But which girl?

Katsina,

I'm sending you as a gift of peace to Sheikh Umar.

- Do I go soon, El-Sharif?

- In a few days.

First, the Kadin must prepare you.

Special care must be taken.

She will feel nothing when she awakens?

- She will not know.

- Guard her well, Kadin.

- I have given those orders.

- And...

the American?

- He amuses me.

- For the moment only.

- He's only a toy.

- He must not live to see the slave caravan.

- He will not.

- Or our...

honored guest.

- Or the guest.

- You will arrange...

an unfortunate accident.

- It is easily arranged.

- I do not interfere, Ilsa.

He is yours to enjoy.

But beware.

Toys can become very precious.

- I tire of him already.

Oh, Adam.

I thought...

I thought at first...

it would just be a single night of pleasure.

You are different.

- Soon...

it will harden.

- Yes, El-Sharif.

- My tongue will taste your sweetness.

- I'm here to serve you, El-Sharif.

- Stand.

Tarib!

Captain Tarib!

Tarib!

- Just a few more hours, El-Sharif, he will talk.

- You've had him all night.

- Tarib is an amateur in such matters.

I know how to break him.

- So you call yourself a freedom fighter.

- I will say no more.

- I tell you, I know how to get the truth from him!

- No.

We will get no more information from him.

You'd rather die first.

So,

you do not like my policy.

You want me to release more oil.

Very well.

You shall have your wish.

My oil.

Tell me,

why are you so silent?

- He has not a trial yet.

- But he was caught red-handed.

What more do we need?

- In my country, a man has a right to be heard,

to present his case.

- I see.

Then you shall learn how to save a great deal of time.

You see, Mr. Scott,

the punishment fits the crime.

I do not want to see him alive tomorrow morning.

You have...

delayed long enough.

That's an order, Ilsa.

- Yes, El-Sharif.

- Why have you told me all this?

- Because I do not want you dead.

- You did once.

- Once you were my enemy.

- And now?

Say it, Ilsa.

- You're my lover.

I love to watch you dress.

- You better get dressed yourself.

- This man has mesmerized you!

Seize them!

- Release me!

- You do your job well, Kadin.

But you've grown too independent.

You must be taught obedience.

You must be taught again...

who it is you serve.

Your body has betrayed you, Ilsa.

It needed love.

It was starved for it.

Well, we must feed it, Ilsa.

Feed it...

so that the need will go away.

- Oh.

- Good.

You've learned your lesson,

I think.

- Yes.

- I will keep the hunchback,

and if you disobey,

he will perform with you again,

and the next time,

it will be in public.

In the middle of the town square for all to see.

- There will be no next time.

- Forget your American.

In 30 minutes,

he will be dead.

- I must get to him.

- What shall we tell them, Kadin?

- Promise them freedom, gold, anything they ask.

Quickly.

Satin,

secure all the guards in the compound.

- Yes, Kadin. - And Velvet,

hold the harem till I return.

- Hurry!

Get a weapon!

Don't waste no time!

Eunuch!

Halt, Kadin!

I---

I just came to watch the pig die.

Where is he?

- There, Kadin.

- Hurry, hurry, we have not much time.

- To live, you must fight!

- Yes.

- Wait a minute.

Depose him?

Why do you wanna depose him?

- So that you and I can rule together with the boy.

- The boy?

- Come, I will show you.

Come on.

Prince Selim, El-Sharif's nephew,

last of the rightful heirs.

Then he can rule.

- The fighting has started.

Come, we must go.

He will be safer here.

- You're right,

let's go.

No, no, no!

Ah!

- And now it is my turn.

You gave me a present.

A gift of the hunchback.

Now I have one for you.

Katsina,

tomorrow, was to be given to Sheikh Umar,

but she has one last task here.

Katsina,

El-Sharif has been given one last wish

before he is to be executed.

- Yes, Kadin.

- He desires one last taste of love with you.

- I am chosen?

- And then you will have your freedom.

- Oh, Kadin.

- Use your tongue.

Stir him as never before.

It will help him to enter you and reach the final ecstasy.

Let him die a happy man, Katsina,

and win your freedom at the same time.

- Where is the Kadin?

What?

Excuse me, Your Highness.

- Yes, Katsina, yes.

See how strong you make him?

Ah, yes.

Let him feel his way more deeply.

Help him.

Push harder, push!

- Fitting end to a man who lived by the flesh.

- And her, Ilsa?

What about her?

What has she done?

- Creature of no importance.

- You bitch.

You stinking bitch!

- So,

the lover has grown cold.

- Ice cold!

- I must present myself to the Prince.

I did not order his death.

- My responsibility is to shield you

from such unpleasant decisions.

- You have done that well.

I ask only to continue to serve,

to serve you as I have served your uncle.

This is your home,

if you so choose.

- But the American must go in order for you to rule alone.

- I will need him.

- No, my Prince, I will help you, advise you.

Negotiate for you.

I will give you guidance.

I will be your right hand.

- You proved your loyalty when you served my uncle.

- Until the end.

Until he acted like a monster,

it was then I decided to strike.

To seize the throne for you,

to win back your birthright.

- She did save your life, Your Highness.

- Your request is granted.

You will occupy a special place in my kingdom.

- Thank you, Your Highness.

- For as long as you shall live.

Let me out!

Let me out!

- It's nothing to do with me.

So long, Ilsa.

You bastard!

Let me out!

You bastard!