All language subtitles for Sphinx - 1981.eng

(wind howling)
(dog panting)

(harsh growls echoing)

(speaking in foreign language)

(man screams)

(wind howling)

(dogs barking)

(dramatic music)

(whip cracks)
(prisoner screams)

(whip cracks)
(prisoner groans)

(dramatic music)

(cracks whip)
(horses neighing)

(prisoner screaming)
(body rips)

(dogs barking)

(prisoners screaming)
(dogs barking)

(prisoners screaming)

(mysterious music)

(stone clattering)

(hammer tapping)

[Lord Carnarvon] Can you see anything?

[Carter] Yes, wonderful things.

[Erica] "That cup was
the first thing they saw

that was out of place.”

Well, that part is consistent
in both Carter's memoirs

and his sponsor, Lord Carnarvon's.

[Lord Carnarvon] It was
the find of a lifetime.

When the final inventory was
compiled, we were astounded.

"The contents of the tomb
exceeded our wildest fantasies,

dozens of different chairs
inlaid with gold and jewels,

the parts of four different chariots,

every inch, decorated with gold.

When the mummy itself
was finally unwrapped,

over 143 pieces of jewelry made
of gold and precious stones

were discovered inside the bindings.

And all of it is entirely consistent

in both men's inventories."”

[Colleague] "The next
strange thing they saw was

a common oil lamp that had
somehow been left in the tomb.

There was a garland of dried flowers,

and Carnarvon stated that
with it, was a papyrus.

Which is the big discrepancy.

Carter swears in his account
that there wasn't a papyrus.

The only other person in the tomb was

Sarwat Raman, Carter's foreman.

Pity he didn't leave an account.

Raman, I did not give you permission

to enter the antechamber.

I beg your pardon, Excellency.

I thought I might be of assistance.

Well, you can be of
assistance by making sure

that no one enters the
chamber without my approval.

- I say...
- Workers will be allowed

to see the tomb only when
it's been photographed

and cataloged properly.

I doubt they'll even want to.

They think there's a curse
on whomever comes in here.

A curse? (Laughs)

My dear, you've been in the sun too long.

[Colleague] "Less
than four months later,

Lord Carnarvon died mysteriously.

Within months, 21 other
people associated with

the opening of the tomb,
died in inexplicable ways.

Scientific interest in
the strange disarray

of the objects in the tomb was
replaced by a lot of nonsense

about the curse of the Pharaohs.

(chuckles) And that was that.

Which, you're going to
incorporate in your notes

at the exhibition.

It may not be science but
it certainly sells tickets.

It's the same everywhere.

The minute I mention in Boston to anyone

that I'm an Egyptologist,

all they want to talk about
is about Pyramid power.

(both chuckle)

I have always wanted to visit America.

- You should.
- I have.

I've lived there for
five years and I love it.

I tied up with an American
after graduate school.

He was a fellow Egyptologist.

But then school ended,

and he got a tenured
position and I didn't.

He wanted me to move to Chicago with him.

I wanted him to stick it
out with me in Boston.

And?

One day, I came home

to half a record collection and a note.

Too bad.

[Erica] No, I'm cured. I'm cured of men.

The only man that interests me
now is my friend Mernephtah.

[Colleague] Well, he's an
excellent choice of topic

for your paper.

And I promise I'll have
those books collected for you

in a day or two.

Thank you. I'd appreciate it.

I thank you for helping me.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

(muezzin calls for prayer)

(people chattering in foreign language)

(horn honking)
(camel groaning)

(children shouting)
(Erica exclaims)

- Go away!
- I love you.

You shouldn't.

No, thank you.

No, no, I don't want any.

- Go away.
- I love you.

- I love you.
- Cigarette?

[Boy] I love you.

[Boy 2] My love? Cigarette, cigarette.

- I love you. I love you.
- Cigarette.

(men speaking in foreign language)

- Cigarette! Cigarette!
- I love you, I love you...

- Cigarette! Cigarette!
- (speaking in foreign language)

[Abdu-Hamdi] I simply don't know

- what you're talking about.
- You think I'm an idiot?

Everyone knows you're a very
clever man, Mr. Markoulis.

I'm tired of playing games, old man.

This is your last chance.

I can't help you, Mr. Markoulis.

Now, if you'll excuse
me I have a customer.

We both just ran out of time.

(dog whining)
(Stephanos growls)

Excuse me.

Excuse me. I'm looking for Abdu-Hamdi.

I am Abdu-Hamdi.

I'm Dr. Erica Baron.

I work for Dr. Larry.

Of course! The gifted
assistant from the Boston museum.

He wrote of you in his last letter.

Look, if I've come at a bad time...

There is no bad time for
speaking to a beautiful woman,

and a beautiful Egyptologist. (Chuckles)

This surpasses in miracles
the invention of steam.

(chuckles) Come, come this way.

(people chattering)

(speaking in foreign language)

All families live on these roofs now.

Population of Cairo
used to be four million.

Now, they are nine million.

Nowhere to put them.

(claps hands)
(cats meowing)

Government restrictions
being what they are,

the legal sales I can make
to customers like Dr. Larry

are few and far between.

I have simply nothing at the
moment. He'll understand.

Nowadays, I do mostly
routine trade in scarabs.

- Here.
- Uh-huh.

It's very nice.

What dynasty would
you guess it was from?

I would say, middle to late Abdu-Hamdi.

(laughs) I see I'm
dealing with an expert.

- It does look authentic.
- How do you do it?

It's all in the aging process.

We feed them to turkeys.

One passing makes a perfect patina.

(squeamishly laughs)

Ah, please keep it, to remember me.

Thank you. I'll think
of you every Thanksgiving.

(door opens)

Ah, mint tea.

(speaking in foreign language)

Khaleel?

(speaking in foreign language)

What will you be doing in our country?

Well, outside of the
usual, visiting Aswan, Luxor,

I'm in fact researching a paper

on a new kingdom architect,
named Mernephtah.

I beg your pardon. What
is this name you mention?

Mernephtah.

My paper is on a 10 year
period in his career

during the reign of Seti I that
nobody knows anything about.

This Mernephtah, he was just
an architect, nothing more?

Gracious, nay.

He was lots of things, a
physician, a scientist.

(chuckles) Look, do you really
want to hear about this?

I mean, it does make most people look

as though they've taken a Quaalude.

I assure you, I'm spellbound.

This Mernephtah, you're
sure he wasn't royalty?

Oh, positive. Why do you ask?

Oh, I'm a curious man
to the point of rudeness.

I've even neglected to inquire

after the health of Dr. Larry's wife.

Her operation, it was a success, I hope?

Well, I really wouldn't know

whether it was a success or not.

That's probably because Dr.
Larry doesn't have a wife.

Please, I'm sorry.

I had to be certain that you
were who you said you were.

(dramatic music)

(lock thuds)

It is Seti I.

Look at the workmanship.

I've never seen anything like it.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Beautiful, but puzzling.

Regard the cartouche.

His majesty, King of
upper and lower Egypt.

Son of Re, Seti.

And then it goes, (gasps)

Tutankhamen, I don't believe it!

Two royal names on the same
statue, very fascinating.

Regard the center panel,
there is a third name.

Mernephtah.

(knocking on door)

(boy outside speaking foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

(tense music)

(paper rustling)

Erica, I wonder if you
would do an old man a favor?

Your trip to Luxor, will it be soon?

Yes.

I wonder if you would
deliver this to my son?

It is a very valuable book.

(inaudible) 1908.

I don't trust the mail.

I'll be glad to.

Excuse me, please. I have a customer.

(dramatic music)

(townspeople chattering)

(camera shutter clicking)

(men downstairs arguing
in foreign language)

(men clamoring)
(Abdu-Hamdi screaming)

(glass shattering)

(Erica gasps)

(tense music)

(antiques clattering)

(speaking foreign language)

(lock clattering)

(footsteps leaving)

(dramatic music)

(townspeople murmuring)
(baby crying)

(baby crying)
(tense music)

(chickens clucking)

(Erica breathing heavily)

(doorknob clicks)

(door closes)

(tense music)

(hinge squeaks)
(wood scrapes)

(door opens)

(men grunting)
(metal clanging)

(Erica screaming)

Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet, it's alright.

I'm going to take my
hand away now, alright?

(Erica screams)
(smacks hard)

My name is Yvon Mageot.
(Erica whimpering)

I'm a journalist, for "Euro" magazine.

(whimpering stops)

I'm sorry I slapped you.

If you want to hit me
back, feel perfectly free.

But for God's sake, stop screaming.

(whimpering) A man's
been killed down there.

Yes, yes, I know, I know.

But if you just wait five
minutes, I'll help you...

Wait! Are you insane?

- I've to find the police.
- No, no, please!

Please don't do that.

Just wait for me to help you.

(Erica grunts)

I don't like being slapped
even when I am hysterical.

(door slams)

(townspeople chattering)

[Boy] Cigarette! Cigarette!

- Cigarette!
- I love you.

Go away!

Please, I need to find a policeman.

A policeman?

I need a...

Could you tell me where a...

I am looking for a policeman.

Police? Police?

God. I need the police!

(townspeople chattering)
(Arabic music playing)

(boys pestering)
Go away!

Ow!

Thank you.

(speaking in foreign language)

Stop that!

(wares crashing)

I need a policeman!
(all laughing)

Go away!

(Erica groans)

(Erica sobs)

Are you alright?

I can't believe that someone
Dr. Larry knows would be

- involved in the black market.
- Listen, listen, listen!

Museums, collectors,

everyone in the world
wants Egyptian antiquities.

And it's illegal to take
them out of the country,

so they get smuggled out.

You still haven't told me
what you were doing there.

He called me.

He was playing both
ends against the middle.

First, he intercepts the statue.

Then, he tries to sell me the information

as to whose route he stole it from.

I guess I found out, free of charge.

Do you think it was the
man I saw threatening him?

Definitely.

His name is Stephanos Markoulis.

Abdul penetrated his route,
so Markoulis killed him.

Then we have to go to the police.

(chuckles) The police...

Well, it's sticky.

Naturally, they'll take your
passport and detain you.

God! How did all this happen?

That poor old man.

I wouldn't get too overwrought
with grief if I were you.

Hamdi had a rather nasty side to him.

You don't acquire a shop
like his in a place like this

without dealing with
some pretty dirty people.

Look, do yourself a favor.

Nothing is going to happen tonight.

If you decide to go in the
morning, I'll go with you.

Although, frankly, I don't want to.

The minute the police find
out about that statue,

the killers will make it
disappear underground.

I'm sorry.

I haven't even thanked
you for saving my life.

So why don't we have dinner?

You shouldn't be alone tonight.

(chuckling) I don't think
I'm in the mood for dinner.

You came here to work, didn't you?

- Yes.
- Alright, then.

Tomorrow I suggest you get back to work.

That would be the best
thing for you and me both.

Why you?

Because I've an idea that
your work may be the one thing

that helps me find that statue.

(ship horn bellows)

(Erica gasps)

Do you perform that little ritual

everywhere you go, Dr. Baron?

Or has something made you suspicious

of our character as a people?

Who are you? What do you want?

My name is Khazzan, and
I want to talk to you.

Do you mind if we take a little ride?

(dialing phone)

You can talk to me, Dr. Baron,

or you can talk to the police.

Take your choice.

(phone clatters)

I'd take a wrap if I were you,
our desert nights are cool.

Please sit down.

- Would you like some tea?
- No, thank you.

It's British, Taifu, even
had a coupon in the packet.

No?

Well, perhaps you've lost the habit

during your five years in America.

Yes, that's right. I've done
a little research on you.

Here, take it.

If you are nervous,

it will give you something
to do with your hands.

- Look, Mr. Khazzan...
- Dr. Khazzan.

Director General for the
Department of Antiquities

for the Egyptian-Arab Republic.

Dr. Baron, what do you
know about the black market

in antiquities in this country?

A lot more than when
I woke up this morning.

- And where was that?
- I beg your pardon?

Where did you wake up this morning?

- In my hotel room.
- Alone?

Of course I was alone.

- And where was Yvon Mageot?
- What?

You have a dinner with him tonight.

Did you also have dinner
with him last night?

I only met him this afternoon.

Do you often go out
with men in the evening

whom you meet in the afternoon?

This is your country, and your office,

and your little tea party, Dr. Khazzan,

but I've gotta tell you, you're
the rudest son of a bitch

I've ever met in my life.

My country, Dr. Baron,
consists a single green strip,

eight miles wide on
either side of the Nile.

And what scant enough resources we have

are being drained daily
by the black market.

Now, what is your connection to Mageot?

I trust him.

And Monsieur Mageot, does he trust you?

With, for example,

information he might be
withholding from this office?

I'm afraid, you're going
to have to ask him that.

(switch clicks)
(buzzes)

(door opens)

You may both go.

- That's all?
- Yes, that's all.

I appreciate the job
you're doing, Khazzan.

I am working with you, not against you.

- Try to remember that.
- I'll try, Mageot.

But you see it's so difficult

when you do things like
not reporting murders.

Very good, Monsieur.

I suppose if you could
identify the killers,

you'd tell me so?

There were three men
and they were Arabs.

What was the motive?

It was a statue.

A Seti I statue.

Hamdi had it in his shop.

Well?

Well what?

You're free to go.

Dr. Baron?

Don't leave the city without
checking with me first.

Gamal, you've got a special assignment.

I want you to follow her.

- I, sir?
- Yes.

She saw the statue and the murder,

and somehow she's gotten
involved with Mageot.

I want to know whatever more.

You think you can handle it?

Gamal Ibrahim, Private
Eye, at your service, sir.

Thank you.

Gamal, am I the rudest son
of a bitch you've ever met?

Yes, sir.

- Thank you. Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

(dramatic music)

- Dr. Baron, I hope?
- Yes.

Ah! (Speaks in foreign language)

A tip-top good morning to you, dear lady.

I am Selim, your guide
from the tourist bureau,

license number 20.

With your permission, I will
engage a cab from the rank.

- Mm-hmm.
- Our destination?

Giza, and then Saqqara.

Saqqara? On so hot a day?

My dear lady, are you
sure you would not prefer

a nice cool museum?

Saqqara.

(dramatic music)

(gives directions in foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

(engine starts)

(epic music)

(camel groans)

My god! They're big.

(Erica grunts)
(camel groaning)

Okay! Okay!

Okay, okay.
(camera shutter clicking)

(epic music)

(camel groaning)
(tourists chattering)

(speaking in foreign language)

(driver laughing)

(driver laughing)

(crowd chattering)

(speaking foreign language)

Selim...

(camera shutter clicks)
Perfect.

Oh, I've run out of film.

(speaking foreign language)

Mount up!

Mrs. Alquist, you look
great from this angle!

Is that your end or the
camel's I'm looking at?

(can sprays)

(Arabic music playing quietly)

Strap it up, Mrs. Alquist,
I don't wanna lose you!

All right, Don's Pyramid Tour, this way!

Wagon train, halt! Right here!

I know it doesn't look like much up here,

but believe me, this is the Serapeum.

Okay, step it up, ladies!

We're on tight schedule today, huh?

We still haven't seen The Bent Pyramid.

(chuckles) You will find the Serapeum

in reasonably good form.

Although, sadly, all the
sarcophagi have been robbed,

except for one preserved by Ramesses I.

Ramesses II, actually.

Ramesses I, Ramesses
II, it's picking nits.

Selim, how exactly do you
get to become a licensed guide?

- You buy a license.
- That's what I thought.

(Selim feebly moans)

Okay, gang! Now listen.

The lights down here,
date from the dark ages

if you'll forgive the pun.

So I'll want you all to
stick close to each other,

all except for Mrs. Alquist,
who can stick close to me.

(laughs) Just kidding, Mr. Alquist, huh?

(tourists laughing)

Hey, I hope we're going the right way.

But if this guy's been smoking

what I think he's been
smoking in the water pipe,

we're all gonna end up in Pittsburgh.

(tourists laughing)

Okay, friends, this way!

Keep moving please. Stick behind me.

Okay now, The Serapeum is
probably the most bizarre tomb

in all of Egypt.

When the French first dug
down here in the 1850s,

they found nothing inside the sarcophagi

except mummified cows.

I beg your pardon,
sir, but they were bulls,

sacred Apis bulls.

- There were 24 of them.
- 24?

That sounds like a lot of bull to me.

(tourists laughing)

Yes, quite a lot of bull.

- (tourists laughing)
- Right this way!

Okay, this is the main gallery,

built during Ptolemaic times,

but the other portion dates
to the time of Ramesses II.

(camera shutters clicking)

(tourists screaming)

Okay. Don't worry
about a thing, everybody!

The old guy's got a lamp.

It'll be lit in just a second.

It will be so romantic.

(tourists aahing)
(cheering)

Okay, girls, back on schedule!

(tourists murmuring)

Watch your step.

You're seeing it just the
way ancient Egyptian saw it.

No extra charge.
(tourists laugh)

I want you to all stay
together back there!

These galleries go on
for hundreds of yards.

If you get lost, you stay lost.

This way! Stay together!

(wind howling)

You're gonna see this was for
your ancient Egypt down here,

the lights are part of it.

(wind howling)

Okay, this way, this way! Watch your step.

Watch your step along here.

If you can't feel your way,
feel the person next to you.

If you can't feel the person
next to you, feel me. Woo-hoo!

Okay, gather around.
Gather around here, fans.

Now, each one of these sarcophagi weighs

between 65 and 80 tons.

The lid alone on this one was so heavy

that it took nearly a month to get it off.

And when they did, they found
inside the sacred Apis bull,

fully mummified as though
it were a royal prince.

(tourists screaming)

(camel grunting)
(children playing)

(fly buzzing)

(door opens)

Listen, I've been sitting
here for almost an hour now.

I would like to make a phone call.

No speak English.

Why are you taking my passport?

(speaking in foreign language)

(Erica groans)
(whimpers)

(Erica grunting)
(breathing heavily)

Watch it!

(Erica groaning)

(Erica whimpering)

(Erica gasps)
(sobbing)

(Erica screaming)
(man speaks foreign language)

(Erica's breath trembles)

Thank you.

Are you still enthralled with
our magnificent traditions?

(birds singing)
Look at that, look.

A man spent 30 years
preparing that for his death.

Egypt's one great national
resource, Dr. Baron, is death.

You might say it's our way of life.

Now, tell me again, what
did you tell the police?

Nothing.

Gamal, didn't even have a gun,

what possible threat
could he be to anyone?

Maybe it was the same
people who killed, Abdu.

And you're not sure

whether you could identify them or not?

- I don't know.
- But you did see them?

- Yes, but...
- But all Arabs look alike.

Why do you dislike me so much?

But I don't.

I would like to conduct myself

more like your friend, Mageot.

He's a well-bred European,

dedicated to the art of backward savages.

We've known his kind for a long time.

They care only for
statues, Erica, believe me.

For us they have nothing but contempt.

I am very sorry that
your friend was killed.

Yes, and I'm very sorry
that your visit here

has been less than happy.

Coming here was the
biggest thing of my life.

Now, all I want to do is go home.

Alright, you can catch the
morning plane tomorrow. Here.

I'll pull some strings.

Thank you.

Here's to Gamal,

who never hurt anyone in his life.

Whoever killed him is
going to hang for it.

(vehicles honking)

(door knob clattering)

(Erica gasps)

(buttons clacking)
(dial tone ringing)

(door opens)

(Erica gasps)
(dial tone ringing)

(Erica's breath trembles)

(hangs up phone)

(footsteps passing)

(Erica sighs)

(footsteps returning)

(Erica gasps)

(Erica gasps)

Ah! There you are, missy.

I have the photos from the pharmacy.

What?

The photos you left in
the pharmacy this morning,

all developed, rush job.

Very fast, very good.

- 15 Egyptian pounds.
- Mm.

Right.

(Erica softly grunting)

(Erica clears throat)

I was, just checking to make sure that

the mattress tags haven't been ripped off,

because it's against the law.

Yes, missy, of course.

Oh, excuse me.

Would you mind, translating
that for me, please?

Of course, missy.

It is to a person named Tewfik.

It says, "If you read
this, they have found me.

You must be careful. We were correct.

It is much more than just the statue.”

Oh!

(dramatic music)

(door closes)

For someone who was
scared to death yesterday,

you're pretty cocky.

This inscription is definitely
written by Mernephtah.

Are you going to tell me what it says,

or do I have to wait to read it

in the journal of American Egyptologist?

Egyptian prepositions, they
don't transpose all that well,

but, it goes something like this.

"Eternal rest, given to his Majesty,

King of Upper and Lower Egypt,

Son of Ra, beloved of Osiris,

Seti, who rules.”

Or maybe the word is "resides.”

"After, or under, or behind Tutankhamen."

Signed, "Menephta."”

The more we know about Menephta,

the more we going to
learn about that statue.

[Yvon] Now what?

I suppose the next
thing's to go to Luxor.

That's where most of
Mernephtah's major work was done.

I can get us on the
sleeping car this afternoon.

Us? (Giggles)

I think we should go to
lunch and discuss this...

(Erica gasps)
(dramatic music)

It's him! Markoulis, from Abdu's shop.

Yvon, don't!

(Stephanos panting)

(suspenseful music)

Excuse me.

Could you take me to the
nearest security office, please?

It's an emergency.

- Ah, not speak English...
- English! Never mind.

I'll find it myself.

(suspenseful music)

(Erica screams)

- I know you saw the murder.
- No, I didn't.

Stop lying.

- Yvon Mageot got word to me.
- What?

(Stephanos screams)

(Erica gasping)

Yvon!

That son of a bitch!

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Erica, I thought you'd left.

I've had a change of plans.

- I'm going to Luxor.
- But what for?

- I'm going to miss my train!
- (bell ringing)

I'll give you a call.

(train whistle bellowing)

Can you help me?

(epic music)

(horse trotting)

(carriage squeaking)

(tense music)

(knocking on door)

The shop is closed.

Tewfik Hamdi? I'm a
friend of your fathers.

- My father is dead.
- Yes, I know. I'm sorry.

He gave me something for
you before he was killed.

Tewfik, I saw the statue.

The Seti I statue, that's
what they killed him for.

I'm at the Winter Palace
if you change your mind.

Tewfik, I read the note.

(epic music)

(townspeople chattering)

Welcome to Thebes!

You needn't look so astonished, Erica.

I have a house in Luxor, I grew up here.

What are your plans?

I've come to see The
Valley of the Kings.

Well, you're in luck.

The greatest guide in all of Thebes

is at your service, myself.

May I show you around?

Since you're following
me, do I have any choice?

Well, I know I can be
insufferable in Cairo.

I'd like to think that here,
I'm a little different.

But you could try being
a little different, too.

And just how would you like me to be?

Come on.

(townspeople chattering)

(epic music)

These are the common
graves of the tomb workers.

Up in those hills there
are tunnels and caves

with thousands of bodies in them.

It was all my playground as a child.

No wonder you never smile.

(Akmed chuckles)

(epic music)

[Akmed] The Valley of the Kings.

There's the most famous of
the tombs, Tutankhamen's.

- Which one is Seti I?
- There it is there.

That's the one I want to see.

It's a good choice.

It's the most beautiful in the Valley.

(dramatic music)

- It's incredible.
- Yes, it is.

It's the vaulted ceiling.

Look, the east side is
divided into star groupings.

And the west side depicts the Gods.

- That's Nephthys?
- Yes.

[Akmed] And opposite
here is her sister Isis,

spreading her wings over the mummy.

You know this place
very well, don't you?

I've spent a great deal of time here.

I suppose everybody has a secret place.

There is a place in
the valley that's mine.

I was raised by my uncle.

When I was a boy and I got
into trouble, I'd go there.

He always knew where to look for me.

Why didn't you become an Egyptologist?

My family had other plans for me.

What would you like to see next?

[Erica] What I'd really like to see is

a message from Nestor
on one of these walls.

Come, if we hurry,

we can see Tutankhamen's
tomb before closing.

(people chattering)
(horn honking)

[Erica] Oh, what a
day that must have been.

[Akmed] For the Egyptians,
it was just another insult.

After seven years of working with them,

Carter wouldn't allow a
single Egyptian inside

for over three weeks.

[Erica] Well, not quite.

One Egyptian came inside, Sarwat Raman.

The foreman, yes, that's right.

But he was only here for a moment or two.

Akmed, what time do
things close in Luxor?

There's some research I want to do.

Well, I'm afraid it's
going to have to wait

- until tomorrow.
- Oh, damn.

Don't you ever relax?

(chuckling) Probably
not as much as you do.

Ah, well, as a matter of fact,

I intend to start relaxing right now.

Would you care to join me?

I think I'll stay here
and do some research

and then go back to my hotel.

But thank you for showing me around.

Yes, as you like.

(shutter clicks)
(Polaroid whirs)

(tourists chattering)

(engine starts)

Well, as long as you're following me...

(engine revving)

Miss Baron? (Speaks foreign language)

(wondrous music)

(horses galloping)

(horse trotting)
(carriage rattling)

I remember when my parents read my thesis.

It was on syntactical problems
in late Egyptian stories

- and love poems. (Laughs)
- Hmm.

Well, they put it down after three pages

and they ask me when I
was going to get married.

I see.

But you had the courage
to go on with it anyway.

I admire that very much.

Thank you, Akmed.

(enthralling music)

(mill creaking)

Thank you.

Thank you for a beautiful day.

Well, at least, you
have one happy experience

of Egypt to remember.

And I'll have one to remember too.

You sound as though we
weren't going to be seeing

very much of each other.

Erica, I think it's best

you caught a plane tomorrow for Boston.

- I see.
- No! You don't.

Last year there was a student here,

a young man from Harvard University.

He also thought he discovered

something about the black-market.

And one night, he
disappeared into the desert

and was never heard from again.

Do you want me to leave?

(emotional music)

Erica.

It can never be what I'd
like it to be for us, never.

(sighs) Alright, I'm sorry.

(fretful music)

(epic music)

(door opens)

I wanted you to leave.

Now it's too late.

Well, at least it's been settled.

(birds chirping)

(dog barking)
(muezzin calls for prayer)

(children chattering)

I'm told you speak English.

I'm looking for a man, an old man.

His name is Sarwat Raman.

He was one of Howard Carter's foremen.

He is dead.

His widow is alive.

(prayer continues)
(donkey brays)

(men speaking foreign language)

(doors creaking)

How may I help you?

Mrs. Raman?

My name is Erica Baron.

I'm an Egyptologist.

You want to talk about Howard
Carter, like everyone else.

Of course. Please, come in.

Well, actually I wanted to
talk to you about your husband.

(jet engine roaring)

He donated all of the
carpets and the fixtures

that you saw in the mosque.

Mr. Carter was generous to him.

He gave him that shovel,

the very one he broke
through the tomb with!

And he obtained for him

the right to run the
concession stand in the valley.

(dogs barking outside)
(donkey braying)

It must be a very lucrative business.

I beg your pardon?

Well, this house, the
gifts to the mosque,

that place must sell a lot of lemonade.

The valley is very hot.

The tourists are very thirsty.

Mrs. Raman, what about the papyrus?

Papyrus?

What about Menephta?

I think you had better leave.

Mrs. Raman, I don't mean you any harm.

Please!

I'm sorry. Look if I've said something...

My husband was a good man.

(wind howling)

(donkey braying)
(dog barking)

(handle creaks)
(pops)

(dog barking)

[Erica] Aida, don't!

Ow!

(Erica breathing heavily)

He did not take it for himself.

He was afraid it was a curse.

He thought that they
would stop the project.

Is that what this is,
a curse from the tomb?

I cannot read the writing.

He only said that name
to me once, "Menephta."

I'm going to photograph this, okay?

What does it matter now?

(camera clicking)

(Polaroid whirs)

I'm going to go back to my hotel,

and I'm going to translate from these.

I want you to put it back
and leave it for now,

just the way it was.

You are like Carter.

You are like all who come
to dig holes in our land.

No, I'm not.

You are now.

- I'll be back.
- I know.

(dramatic music)

(tourists chattering)

Mr. Tewfik Hamdi see you
tonight, the corner mosque.

It's about a statue. Come alone.

[Erica] Hey, wait a minute!

He will tell you how to
find it. Eight o'clock!

(dramatic music)

"I, Menephta, chief physician,

astronomer and architect
for the living God,

King of the two lands,

do reverently atone for the disturbance

of the eternal rest of
the King Tutankhamen."”

(man speaking foreign language)

(Erica sighs)

(dramatic music)

(Erica gasps)

Aha!
(dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

Dr. Akmed Khazzan,
(speaking foreign language)

I am sorry, Dr. Baron.

Dr. Khazzan is not here.

Could you tell him that I've got

very important news for
him, but I have to go out.

Tell him that I'm meeting Tewfik Hamdi.

Yes, thank you.

(guests in lobby chattering)

(Erica gasps)

Oh, Yvon! My God, it's you.

Does this mean I'm forgiven?

Well, it could mean a lot of things

if you play your cards right.

Listen, Erica, before you say anything,

I'm not very proud of that little stunt

I pulled back in Cairo.

I swear, some of the most
charming men in history

have been utter cads, Yvon.

Hey, you seem very
forgiving all of a sudden.

I have a very forgiving nature.

Yes, and I think perhaps you
also want something from me.

I know where the statue came from.

I also know how it got
there in the first place.

And why are you telling me?

Because I'm being followed.

I want you to help me get out of here.

And what's in it for me?

An exclusive story, when I'm ready.

(chuckles) And someone has to publicize

the great doctor's brilliant success.

This is my find.

A chance like this is not gonna come again

in a million years.

So you finally come down with the bug?

- What are you talking about?
- Selfishness.

I think it's poverty that breeds it.

It's like any other germ
in a place like this.

You can drink all the
bottled water you want,

sooner or later you get sick.

Do you know what the
chances of getting anywhere

in Egyptology through the
normal routes are for a woman?

Do you know how many
times you're passed over

in favor of your so-called colleague

because of an accident of fate

that happened 10 million years ago

when somebody had to
get up, leave the cave,

go out and strangle an animal for dinner?

It was their gender and not
mine that was dumb enough,

hostile enough, and big enough to do it.

Yvon, I need your help.

Well, what do I do?

- Come on.
- (tense music)

- Who is he?
- I don't know.

But it's the same man
that stopped Markoulis

and followed me in the Pyramids.

Alright, wait until I
get out the back door,

and then let him see you go out the front.

(tense music)

(Khalifa gasps)

Alright. Wait for me here for one hour,

and if I'm not back, this is
to go to Dr. Akmed Khazzan.

There's the address.

(tense music)

(door knob rattling)
(knocking)

Erica? Erica, are you in there?

Hello?

Hello?

(crashing outside)

(Erica gasps)

I'm supposed to meet Mr. Hamdi.

Come.

(tense music)

Wait here.

(tense music)

(door bangs)
(gate creaking)

Dr. Baron, my name is Mohammed Abdullal.

I will take you to Mr. Hamdi. Come.

(gate creaks)
(bangs closed)

(tense music)

(door creaks)

Please.

(door clatters)
(creaks)

This way.

I think it might be better if you...

(Erica gasps)
(grunting)

(Erica gasps)

(Erica screaming)

(Erica grunts)

(thud echoes)

(Erica moaning)

(breathing heavily)

(door knob clattering)
(breathing heavily)

(wind howling)
(dog barking in distance)

(breathing heavily)
(knocking softens)

(Erica sighing)

(Erica groans)

Oh, God!

Oh!

(breathing excitedly)

(Erica gasps)

(exhales slowly)

Oh.

Oh.

(Erica screams)
(gasps)

Oh! (Sighs)

(Erica grunting)

(driver gasps)

(speaking foreign language)

(engine starts)

(Erica gasps)
(sighs)

(Erica grunting)
(small debris tumbling)

(Erica sighs)

(Erica grunts)

(tapping light)

(whimpers slightly)

(flashlight clattering)

(taking deep breaths)

(Erica panting)
(paper crumpling)

(snaps match)
(flame whooshes)

(fire crackling)

(scraping match)

(fire crackling)

(Erica grunting)

(Erica screams)

(Erica grunts)
(moans)

(breathing deeply)

(paper rustling)

(Erica screams)

(Erica gasps)

(Erica screams)

(bats screeching)

(Erica screaming)
(bats fluttering)

(Erica screaming)
(bats screeching)

(bats fluttering)

(wind howling)

(wind howling)
(breathing heavily)

(dogs barking in distance)

(dog panting)

(dog barking in distance)
(donkey braying)

(wind howling)

(dog growling)
(barking)

(dog whining)

(Erica gasps)

(dog barking)
(whining)

Shh!

Shh! Ah, Shh!

(door slams)

(dog barking)

(barking continues)

Shh! Shh!

(speaking foreign language)

(debris clatters)

(dog barking)

(door creaking)

(urine tinkling)

(Erica sighs softly)

(dramatic music)

(breathing heavily)

(mysterious music)

(dog barking)

(barking continues)

(man speaking to dog in foreign language)

(dog whines)

(Erica sighing)

(mysterious music)

(switch clicks)
(wondrous music)

(Erica gasping)

(blows out flame)

(wondrous music)

(wondrous music continues)

(traffic passing)
(horn honks)

Ooh! (Groans)

(Erica gasps)

(Stephanos panting)

(Both panting)

(Erica grunts)

Ow! (Grunting) Ow.

(Erica groans)
(knocking on door)

(door opens)

(breathing heavily) Yvon!

Yvon, what's happening?

He was trying to kill her.

Kill her? (Laughs)

You're paying good money
to an idiot, Mageot.

You're paying him?

All I want from you is that statue.

If I knew where the statue was,

why would I be following her?

(chuckles) Because she
saw your men kill Hamdi..

You think they were my men? (Laughs)

Then you're a fool, Mageot.

If you wanna get outta here alive,

you'll be very careful
how you speak to me.

This is just a magazine story, is it?

You're trying to take over
the route, aren't you?

You'll never make it, Mageot.

You need money to play in
the black market, big money.

Are you going to talk?

Or would you like my friend here

to go back to work on your face?

(Stephanos groans)
(Erica gasps)

I don't know where it is, I swear!

Why don't you ask the girl?

Look! You don't think she knows something?

Where's she been all night?

How did her clothes get that way?

The man has a point, darling.

How did your clothes get that way?

Go to hell.

Come on.

Just keep an eye on him.

Well?

I want to know where you were tonight.

I had a meeting with Tewfik Hamdi.

Mm-hmm. And what
happened at this meeting?

Nothing.

I asked him a few questions

which he refused to answer, so I left.

You're lying.

If you don't believe me,
why don't you ask Tewfik?

I'm afraid, that would
be really difficult.

I watched him bleed to
death, this morning.

Oh, you...

(gunshots blasting)
(screaming)

(Erica grunts)

(suspenseful music)

He was trying to escape.

The girl! Around the front, quick!

(suspenseful music)

(gun cocking)

(men shouting)

Where you going?

Karnak? Four pound.

Three pound?

Two pound?

One pound?

(dramatic music)

(tires squealing)

(men laughing)

(men shouting)

(man yells)

(tires screeching)

(produce crashing)

(men shouting)

(vehicles crashing)
(horn honking)

(truck revs engine)

(tires squealing)

(men in back shouting)
(banging on roof)

(items crashing)

(men shouting)

(tires skidding)

(glass shattering)
(banging)

Come on! Come on!

(shouting in foreign language)

(water splashing)
(laughing)

(men in back shouting)
(banging on roof)

(gunshot blasts)
(Erica screams)

(engine revs)
(crashing)

(water splashing)

(dramatic music)
(Erica screams)

(Erica gasping)

(suspenseful music)

(Erica grunting)

(Erica sighs)

Erica!

(sighs) Call the police.

- What happened?
- I found it!

Seti's tomb, it is
underneath Tutankhamen's."

Mernephtah used it as a decoy,

and Raman's family, they've
been looting it for years.

- How did you get out?
- Look, just call the police!

They're gonna be here any minute.

- Who's gonna be here?
- Yvon!

What do you mean, "How did I get out?”

- What?
- You asked me how I got out.

Yes, how you got out of danger,

how you got away from Mageot?

Why aren't you calling the police?

He cannot call the police, Dr. Baron.

Move away.

Don't, Uncle.

I'm not gonna let you touch
her, do you understand?

If we let her go, our
family's name will be ruined.

I have burned the papyrus.

When she is gone, we shall be safe.

Now, step aside.
(cocks pistol)

- No.
- Akmed!

(gunshots blasting)

(vase shattering)

(glass shattering)

(tense music)

Mageot!

Mageot!

(guns firing)
(tense music)

(pistol clicking)

Use the side door, get
as far away as you can.

- What?
- Goodbye, Erica.

God keep you. Now!

- Akmed?
- Go quickly, now!

(tense music)

(gunshots firing)

(Khalifa screams)

Uncle, don't! Uncle!

(gunshot blasts)
(groaning)

(gunshots blasting)
(bullet ricochets)

(Yvon groaning)

(motor buzzing)
(dramatic music)

(donkey braying)

Come on.

(dramatic music)

How did you know where to find me?

You once told me you had a secret place.

Yes.

All my life I've been coming here,

mostly at night, with my family.

First, to help with the digging,

then to help with the stealing.

And for what?

They were always too
terrified of being found out

to ever spend any of the money.

50 years of living in fear,
50 years of killing. (Scoffs)

Oh, Akmed.

The police will be looking for me,

I think it's best you left.

No, no, no. They can't find you here.

I'm the only one who
knows about this place.

It is a great discovery, Doctor.

Stop it!

What are we going to do?

You're going to leave.

You'll come with me?

- And go where?
- Anywhere.

- America, England...
- Erica...

My parents, they have
a little place in Devon.

We could go there, while things die down.

(Akmed coughing)
Akmed!

Oh, God!
(Akmed moans)

Oh, God. We've gotta get you to a doctor.

No, I'm not going anywhere,

not England, not America, not anywhere.

But I do love you.

You must always believe me.

(whimpers) But you have to try!

Even if we made it, you
would be hounded all your life.

- I don't care.
- What about your flight?

I don't know.

(Erica sighs)

I keep thinking of
your friend, Mernephtah.

He went to such pains to
keep this place hidden

from people like us.

Ridiculous, he almost made it.

Akmed, I love you.

You can help me to the door.

You'll come with me?

I've to get to the door first.

Yes!

We'll find a doctor that we can trust,

and then when you're well, we'll
get you out of the country.

No, wait.

You make sure the shaft
is clear and go on.

Alright.

(popping echoes)
(creaking)

(Erica gasps)

- Akmed!
- No! Don't come any closer.

Akmed, don't, please!

We can't, Erica. We can't!

(Akmed grunts)
(ceiling crashes)

(Erica screaming)
(rocks tumbling)

(ceiling crumbling)

(Erica screaming)
(rocks tumbling)

(Erica gasping)

(rocks tumbling)

(Erica screaming)

(Erica gasping)
(rocks tumbling)

(rocks crashing)

(Erica sobbing)

(breathing heavily)

(Erica sobs)

(horns honking)

(tourists chattering)

Hi! Been digging around here?

Sorry what?

I said, have you been
digging around here?

- Yes, a little.
- Find anything?

Nothing to write home about.

(dramatic music)

(epic music)