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Hey, you, with the naughty eye when you pass us by, we just have to cry.

Hey, you, you, when we see your smile and the sweet profile, we dream all the

while of you.

Hey, you, till we meet again at the Place Madeleine on the Rue de Lorraine,

we too.

And if you care for me and be my sweet cherry, you.

Hey, you!

Hey,

you!

Hey,

you!

Oh, and look at this little ball.

I will fix you, Cajun Joe.

Maybe now you keep your mouth shut. Your wife, she's not changed mind yet.

But pretty soon I'll be a rich man.

For a small guy, I'll make plenty more money than you.

Yeah, Tante Bert, she's making the money with her singing.

You're good only for a washing dish.

You get to be a rich man not working as foreman in swamp clearing? Yeah, when

the job sister finished in the swamp clearing, I take my money and get me a

good pair of fishing ground in Bayou Barataria.

The work in the swamp she has finished now.

What for you say that?

Because nobody is so crazy to work there. And you know why.

No. Achilles, you tell me why.

On the night when the moon is so high in heaven, the mummy...

And his princes, they walk.

Crazy foolish.

Antoine, where he is, huh? Maybe the mummy got him. The Lugaru, they don't

want no more digging in the swamp.

I go back pick moss, but I no work in the swamp, never.

Me neither.

I don't go to the place. Aguil is right.

This place, she's a hunt. Oh, wait, stop.

You listen to me. I know better from all of you. I be pearl fishing this place

for over 30 year.

Long ago, there was a mummy, like you say, and he take a girl in the swamp.

But that was 25 year past.

Can't you people get it through your heads that the government is draining

that swamp for your benefit?

For the sanitation and health of your families?

You know what I mean, Hill.

It's up to you to get those men back to work.

Mr. Walsh, we're the ones that have to understand.

These men are convinced that the swamps have got a curse on them.

Don't give me any of that Charlie's business, Hill.

Ask him where Antoine is.

Oui. You think it's childish business.

Everybody knows the place he has hunted.

Antoine, he disappeared last night.

Maybe he went to Tante Bertie's cafe and got drunk.

No, no, he no go to Tante Bertie. He stay on the job.

Everybody know that work on the swamp, he catch hard luck on his family and

children's children.

Too many people, they go in the swamp, they never come out.

That's nonsense and all of you know it.

When you consider, Mr. Walsh, the swamp hasn't changed for hundreds of years.

Then it's a good thing we've started doing something to remedy matters.

Now, I don't care how you go about it, but get those men back on the job.

I'm looking for Mr.

Walsh. That's me.

My name is Halsey, Dr. James Halsey from the Scripps Museum.

Oh, I am.

This is my colleague and associate, Dr. Ilzo Zondav. How do you do?

The Scripps Museum, eh?

Now what can I do for you? Well, I have a letter of introduction that will

explain.

Come in the office.

I don't get this at all.

Besides, I happen to be rather busy.

I merely wanted to present our credentials and ask your cooperation.

Cooperation? What for?

Well, you're head of the engineering project here. We've been sent to recover

the mummies of Carice and the Princess Ananka, believed to be buried in these

swamps. Look, mister, I've got trouble enough with these people and their

superstitions. What's more, I'm not going to be annoyed by a lot of college

professors getting in my way, digging for mummies.

If I promise not to get in your way, Mr. Waltz? I'd advise you not to. Dr.

Halsey. Has not permission been secured by the Scripps Museum to excavate and

explore these swamps?

Museum or no museum, this work cannot be delayed.

Mr. Walsh, you won't be delayed in the slightest.

In fact, we probably won't start until after your work is done.

And the swamp sections are drained.

In that case, Dr. Halsey's expedition won't be in our way at all. Now, you

stay out of this.

Just because you're upset is no reason to be unfriendly to them. Look, I've had

enough argument for one day.

You be sure and check on those requisitions for more cable and another

derrick. Good day, gentlemen.

I'll just be a few minutes, Betty.

Thanks for helping us out, but you shouldn't talk back to your boss like

that. You're liable to get fired.

You mustn't mind Uncle Pat.

Oh, your uncle?

He isn't nearly as unpleasant as he appears to be.

Say, what makes you so sure that these mummies are buried in this swamp?

Because many years ago, the mummy carried off a girl.

Pursued by the townspeople and a sheriff's posse, he made for the swamps

right in this locale. And that, Mr. Walsh, is a matter of record.

The newspaper files of the Bayou Times carried long descriptive accounts of the

event. You expect me to believe a story as fantastic as that?

As a matter of fact, the Egyptians themselves doubt the legend of Kharis.

But nevertheless, a small group in Egypt did harbor the mummy through the

centuries. And he's been traced right here to this country.

In the dicta of the fathers it is written, truth will flourish in fantasy,

only to wither and die in what you are pleased to call reality.

Mm-hmm.

Yes, and speaking of reality, I think it's time we started getting organized.

Oh, it's a massive loss.

Something terrible done happened. What is it now, Goody? Antoine, they just

find him dead.

What? At the edge of the pit on the other side is a swamp.

These unnecessary accidents.

Oh, no, sir. He was killed.

What do you mean?

And the workmen, they're getting mighty scared, sir. They're going to quit.

Find Cajun Joe. He knows how to handle these people. Yes, sir. He's probably a

tenant at Bertie's Cafe.

Bring him here as quick as you can. Yes, sir.

Get Dr. Cooper.

What do you want to meet for?

Find a lizard on the grave.

Take an old charm your life would save.

Hey, what are you talking about, Gooby?

They just find Antoine in the big pit with a knife in his back.

I don't know how it could have

happened with all these men working around here.

How long has he been dead, Dr. Cooper? I can't say definitely, but I would judge

at least 24 hours.

Well, he must have been murdered yesterday and the body left here.

The devil's on the loose. Maybe so we'll all be killed.

Mr.

Walsh, will you come here a minute?

What does that look like?

Looks like a hole in the ground.

No, no, come down here and take a better look.

Hey, looks like the imprint of a man's body. A big man, too.

Not an ordinary man's body, Mr. Walsh.

Unless I'm mistaken, a mummy was buried here until the bulldozer uncovered it.

Oh, Wilsor, I want you to see this.

What do you think that is?

Might be part of a wrapping from a mummy.

But it will take a full microscopic test to make certain. The devil's on the

loose and he's dancing with the mummy.

See what I told you, Joe?

The Lugaroo is plenty mad.

Only crazy people dig in the swamp. He's right.

The swamp is haunted by the mummy.

How many times I told you? The mummy, he's gonna scare nobody.

It's all stuff and nonsense.

If this cloth wrapping proves authentic... Whoever found the mummy

must have murdered Antoine. The whole story is fantastic.

Perhaps not as fantastic as it seems, Mr. Walsh. Joe, go into town and notify

the authorities of Antoine's murder.

Master! Master!

It is you, Ragab?

Yes, Master.

The hours of the night are few.

Lead the way quickly.

Look, master.

The path leads right up the hill from the very swamp edge.

But the mummy cases, where are they?

Safely hidden in the monastery.

You couldn't have carried them up alone?

No, I've had help.

You've been told to work secretly.

Those who helped will not talk.

I trust you silenced them less noticeably than you did Antoine?

With Antoine, I had to act quickly, master.

This time their bones will long be turned to powder before our secret is

discovered. Come.

The owls do not linger.

It is good.

Yes, master.

My robe.

But where is Canis?

Over there, Master.

Kharis, you shall rise again to find your princess Ananka.

That is our vow to you.

Kharis will soon be ready to return to life and movement.

Yes, master.

Now, where is the copper box and the sacred brazier?

They are here.

Open. There you will find leaves of the ancient Tana tree.

Yes, master.

Give three to me.

Three leaves.

To keep his heart beating.

Once each night, during the cycle of the full moon, we will dissolve three Tana

leaves.

And give the fluid to Caris.

Yes, master.

Once each night during the cycle of the full moon.

And nine leaves each night to give life and movement.

Nine leaves each night to give him life and movement.

And now, play this medallion of the lay priests of Arkham.

You will swear to the ancient gods of Egypt that you will not betray your

trust.

I swear by the mighty power of Amun-Ra, whose anger can shatter the world, that

I will not betray my trust.

Now that you have sworn, the time has come when you must learn the purpose of

our mission.

You will look back with me across the years.

that pass like vapor before thine eyes.

Over 3,000 years ago, the Princess Ananka died.

She was buried with all the ceremony due her exalted station.

Ananka's father, King Amenophis, bade her a last farewell, and thus...

The Princess Ananka was placed in her tomb.

Karis, a prince of the royal house who loved Ananka, looked on in grief.

His devotion was so great that he refused to believe she was lost to him

forever.

Karis broke into the altar room to steal the sacred of eternal life from its

hiding place at the feet of Isis, the goddess.

With that...

He knew he could bring Ananka back to life.

During the anger of the ancient gods, he stole the forbidden Tana leaves,

returning to the tomb of his beloved to restore her once again

to mortal state.

Karis was discovered by gods who seized him.

For it had been decreed that whoever defiled the temples of the gods should

meet a cruel and violent death, and never should his soul find rest

unto eternity.

Such was the case of Amun-Ra, king of all the gods, or Pankaris.

And for the sin he had committed, he was condemned to be buried alive.

But first, they cut out his tongue, so the ears of the gods would not be

assailed by his unholy curses.

Then all trace of sinful Karis' identity was destroyed, and he was buried alone

on a remote hill, far beyond the valley of the seven jackals.

With him was also buried a great quantity of the forbidden Tana leaves.

As slaves covered the accursed burial spot, a signal from the high priest

moved the warriors to action.

The slaves were killed so that they could not tell what had taken place.

Later, the priests removed Caris from his unholy grave and placed him in a

cave on the other side of the mountain, together with a large quantity of the

tana leaves.

It was ordained by the great god Amun-Ra that Kharis should remain immortal and

that his heart should beat throughout eternity.

For his tomb guarded the passageway to the sacred resting place of Princess

Ananka.

And thus, none but the priests of Arkham knew where Kharis was buried.

For over 3,000 years, Caris remained in his cave on the other side of the

mountain, waiting to bring death to him who would desecrate Ananka's tomb.

For Caris... really never died.

Then why, Master, is he here in America?

An American archaeologist, seeking the tomb of Princess Ananka, by accident

came upon...

and dare to desecrate the burial place of Kharis.

Kharis desired to carry his princess Ananka back with him, but non-believing

infidels have driven them into these swamps.

Better have heard.

Two high priests of Amun-Ra came to America to bring you and Anka home to

Egypt, to repose together in eternal and immortal peace.

Both of those priests have met a violent death in the attempt.

And now you, Ragab, shall help me to succeed where they have failed.

We shall fulfill our sacred duty or die by violence.

Yes, master.

You have risen, Caris.

It is well.

What does this mean?

Who are you? What are you doing here?

I am Michael, self-ordained caretaker of this monastery.

You thought this place was abandoned?

This house of worship, though silent for many years, is not to be desecrated by

such pagan customs.

I'm afraid I shall have to ask you to take these sack religious things away.

She shall remain only for the night.

You cannot stay here another hour.

In a room beneath the chapel, I found the bodies of freshly murdered men.

Never has this happened before.

Fitting time with Randy Gooby?

Yes, sir, Mr.

R. Gibb. Another day gone.

Going to town tonight?

No, not tonight.

Hey! Hello?

I don't see you before.

What's your name?

Where you come from?

You're wet.

You better take my coat.

I think something happened to you.

Better come with me.

Caris? What is this Caris?

Maybe that's your name?

Come on, I bring you to Tante Bert.

She fix you up all right.

You'd better not go to the front door. We go the side way to Tantyburg.

You wait here. I go get Auntie Beth.

What are you doing here in my room, Joe?

Who is she?

I found this poor girl in the swamps. She's very sick.

What is she doing here?

Hey, what is your name?

What's the matter with you? Don't stand there. Go get Monsieur le Docteur.

All right, all right. You take good care from her.

Don't worry.

Just get Monsieur le Docteur. Quick.

Come on, there.

I'll fix the bed and get you some clean clothes.

And you just rest for a while.

That's it.

The hour has come, Karis.

The moment for which you have waited so long.

Ragab has seen your bride, Princess Ananka, taken away.

Now, you shall go to take her.

You know your destination.

Drink. Drink from the brew of the nine Tana leaves.

And any who would stand in your way, kill.

Kill!

You feel perhaps a little better?

What's the matter?

You feel sick again?

I'm not sure we were going to hit her. I wonder what's happened to her and what

she's doing here.

Yes, look at the way she's dressed.

What strange clothes to be wearing out in the swamp this hour of the night.

She doesn't seem to be injured in any way.

Let's take her back to camp and have Dr. Cooper take a look at her.

You better something back with her

Excuse

me,

what's the matter here?

Where'd he go?

What happened?

We have a good time singing.

Ulysses come in here and... and Tante Bert, she on the bed.

This woman is dead.

Death by strangulation.

I don't know why somebody want to kill her.

She's only singing and trying to make people happy.

It's a funny marks in the throat.

It looks like mold.

Hard, isn't it?

Poor Auntie Bert.

She's dead.

And the girl, she's gone.

What has happened to me?

I woke up and...

Everything is so strange.

Who are you? We're friends.

We found you wandering around last night.

Wandering? Dr. Halsland and Miss Walsh brought you here.

Are you feeling better?

I cannot remember who I am or what I'm doing here.

Do you remember Joe?

No. Do you remember Tante Bert?

The Cajun woman.

Cajun woman.

You've evidently suffered a severe shock.

Now, you need have no fear.

Just lie down.

Rest quietly and you'll be all right.

I'll drop in to see how you are later.

Poor girl is definitely a victim of amnesia.

We must give her something to do.

Something to keep her mentally alert. Keep her talking as much as possible. If

she could help me with my laboratory work, I could start her tomorrow.

That would be fine. Fine.

What are you trying to do? Develop a fine case of sunstroke?

Good morning, Dr. Halsey.

I hope you do not mind my working out here.

I had one of the men move the equipment.

I love the sun.

Yes, but does it love you that much? Or will you be shining like a boiled

crawfish in an hour or two?

I can never get too much sun, Dr. Halsey.

I hope you will forgive me, but I've been reading your notes.

Oh, it's just a lot of technical data you probably wouldn't understand.

I do understand, Dr. Halsey.

And you're right.

These are mummy wrappings.

But your notes are not complete.

Well, now, that's... that's very interesting.

Here.

See for yourself.

Notice the coarse material and the number of strands per square inch.

This fabric was woven during the dynasty of King Amenipus and worn by Carith,

Prince of the Royal House.

Have you studied archaeology?

Archaeology?

No. No, at least I do not remember.

Well, then, how do you know about this cloth and about Carice?

I do not know how.

There's really no way to explain.

Sometimes I feel as if it's all part of a... strange...

Dream Say if you're right, this is terrific. You can be a great help to me

You

know,

this is

Illsor, do you know this young lady?

No, sir.

Just a minute, Illsor.

Kari.

Kari. Here, here. What are you saying?

I'm sorry.

What happened to you?

You were calling Kari.

Hi. Who is that?

Yes.

It is the will of Amun-Ra.

This morning I tried to lead your princess Ananka to you.

But it has been ordained that you must seek her out for yourself.

Hasten then, while the moon is still high.

Pardon me for breaking in like this, Doctor, but I need your help.

I need help desperately.

I don't think anyone can help you in your present state of mind.

Please sit down.

He's coming for me.

Who's coming for you? Carys.

Who's Carys?

It's so hard to explain.

It's as though I were...

Two different people.

Sometimes it seems as if I belong to a different world.

I find myself in strange surroundings.

With strange people.

I cannot ever seem to find rest. And now Carys.

You wait here.

I'll get you something to quiet your nerves.

Oh, please do not go. Do not leave me. Please.

I suppose you've seen the morning paper about Dr. Cooper being killed and the

disappearance of that strange girl.

I have. Well, what have you got to say about it?

I regret it very deeply, but I can't see why you should challenge me. I didn't

kill Dr. Cooper. Ever since you started fooling around here, we've had nothing

but trouble.

First it was Antoine, then Tanta Bertie, the cafe woman. I didn't kill them

either. The same mold markings that were found on Tant Bert's throat were found

on Dr.

Cooper's. The car is the mummy. Oh, the mummy. Oh, yes, the mummy. See here.

It's hard enough to try to get something done with a lot of superstitious fools.

And by Jupiter, you're not going to drive the rest of them away with your

mummy killings.

You're not helping matters any by ignoring them, Mr. Walsh.

The mummy must be caught.

You should be willing to help me. Help you?

I'll help you, all right. Just you listen to this.

Betty, I want you to send a telegram to the main office right away. Tell them

that I insist the permit granted to the Scripps Museum to excavate in these

swamps be revoked at once. Now, just a minute, Mr. Walsh. Uncle Pat, you can't

do that. Can't I? Just you send a telegram.

Go on, send it.

No, Uncle Pat, it's unfair and I won't. You won't? No, I won't. All right, I'll

send it myself.

How about that girl? Maybe she'd tell us something if we find her.

You're right. There must be some connection there.

That's hard to believe.

But the mummy always shows up wherever she is. First at Todd Burt's, then at

Dr. Cooper's.

Undoubtedly a coincidence.

Just the same. I intend to try to find her and solve this puzzle.

Me too. I'll help find that poor girl. I know this swamp's like my finger.

Thanks, Joe.

Get Roggeff and some of the other workmen to go along.

We'll cover every trail tonight.

Personally, I think the whole search is hopeless.

Well, I don't.

Thanks for trying, anyway.

wasting our time dr halsey it doesn't look like we're having much success

always that girl walk like she's asleep this one she's a plenty bad for people

like that i go and hunt till i find her i don't think it'll do much good well

let's separate and continue the search anyway

Hello, wait!

Wait!

Miss Walsh?

Miss Walsh?

May I stay here with you where there's light?

I'm so afraid of the night and the darkness.

Of course you may. But where have you been? Dr. Halsey and the others have

been looking for you.

Why did you run away after Dr. Cooper was killed?

Why are you so afraid?

I don't know.

If only you would help me find myself.

I remember being brought here to this tent.

I was very happy.

Then he came to take me away.

Who came to take you away?

High Priest of Arkham.

You're just upset from your experience tonight.

You'll be all right after you've rested.

Thank you.

Oh, Raghav, we must find Dr. Halsey. The mummy, the mummy took the girl away.

The mummy?

You mean you have really seen him? Yes, and that strange girl you were looking

for. She came to my tent, then the mummy came and took her away.

You were searching the swamp with Dr. Halsey. You've got to help me find him.

He's not far from here, Miss Walsh.

I will guide you.

Oh, thank you, Raghav.

What's happened, Gooby? Where's Miss Walsh? I don't know, Master Halsey.

I done hear a funny noise a little while ago.

And when I run out here, Miss Ted was torn down. Miss Betty sure enough

disappeared.

The mummy.

A mummy?

You think he'd take the boss's niece?

Looks that way, Gooby.

I'm gonna follow those tracks. You wake up Mr. Walsh and tell him.

What's the matter? What's the matter, Goopy?

The mummy's on to Lucy's dancing with the devil.

What are you talking about?

They done broken Miss Betty's titler. Carry it away.

What? Yes, sir.

Wake up Achilles and some of the boys. I'll get dressed. Yes, sir.

How much farther is it?

Right up there.

Our prayers to the mighty Amun-Ra have been answered, Kharis.

The princess Ananka shall be lifted from her mortal state, and sealed in this

case, shall be returned with you to Egypt, there to be embraced by the sands

of the past.

Where's Dr. Halsey, Ragab?

He is not here.

But you told me he was... This monastery has been abandoned for nearly a hundred

years.

Ragab!

The curse of Amun-Ra upon you, Ragab.

Dr. Zandab, those robes.

You're... you're... The High Priest of Arkham.

Your tongue shall be torn from your mouth for the vows you have sworn to,

falsely. Master, I am but flesh and blood.

You have betrayed your trust.

The secret of Kharis and his bride, Princess Ananka, cannot be preserved.

Unless this girl dies.

No, master.

The vultures will pick the flesh from your bones after Kharis learns of your

treachery. I too know the secret of the Tana leaves.

Without the brew, Carlos is powerless.

Enough!

Jim.

Patty, what happened? He brought me here. I was looking for you. Master, I

meant no harm.

No. I'll get you back to camp.

Elzor.

He's dead.

What was he doing here?

No, Carl.

No!

If you destroy me, the secret of the town of Leeds will die.

Are you all right, Betty?

Yes, I'm a little shaken up, Bumble Pat.

Say, what on earth's been going on in here?

The wing collapsed.

Buried Rog Eb and the mummy.

What is it, Gooby? I don't know, boss.

why she knew so much about Kharis and the ancient Egyptians.

What are you talking about?

This mummy is the girl we brought to the camp.

She's the Princess Ananka.

Sure.

And I'm her grandfather.

We'll put a crew of men to work digging Kharis out of the rubble, then send them

both back to the Scripps Museum.

They ought to put you on display, too.

Well, maybe you'll clear out of the swamps now and leave me alone so I can

get a little work done.

Oh, I'll get out. But you haven't seen the last of me yet, Mr. Walsh.

There's a certain secretary. You're welcome to her. Go ahead.

Thanks. Thanks?

Well, as a secretary, you haven't been any use to me since the minute he walked

in on us.