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Sinbad the Sailor! Know me, O brothers, for the truth of my words | 0:02:27 | 0:02:32 | |
and by the ears of the Prophet, every word I've spoken IS truth. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:37 | |
There before me on that desolate island lay a rounding object, white as marble, mountainous. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:44 | |
It was the egg of that giant bird, the rook. | 0:02:44 | 0:02:48 | |
Imagine a clamour of wings of such magnitude the sky was curtained by their darkness. | 0:02:48 | 0:02:55 | |
I seized a great rock - a pygmy bearing thunder with a pebble. | 0:02:55 | 0:03:00 | |
I awaited a quick envelopment within that mammoth beak, | 0:03:00 | 0:03:05 | |
a painful voyaging down the gullet, oblivion within the cavern of that craw. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:11 | |
But, no, wondrous, this miracle of motherhood! | 0:03:11 | 0:03:15 | |
The rook, dear brothers, came merely to nest upon her egg. | 0:03:15 | 0:03:20 | |
So you fastened yourself to the leg of this flying monster and were borne safely back home to Persia(!) | 0:03:20 | 0:03:27 | |
-True. -And that is the tale of your second voyage. You've recited it many times. -True. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:34 | |
All the seven voyages are multiplied, like seven echoes returning. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:39 | |
And what astonishing voyages(!) | 0:03:39 | 0:03:42 | |
Why not astonishing? Sinbad is an astonishing sailor. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:46 | |
Citizen of the several seas, honorary wasir to the King of Wacq, | 0:03:46 | 0:03:51 | |
-anointed First Mariner of the Realm by our Caliph of Baghdad. -Is that all(?) | 0:03:51 | 0:03:57 | |
Isn't that enough for a nobody from nowhere? | 0:03:57 | 0:04:02 | |
No, that ISN'T all. There are many titles. The lesser ones, I've forgotten. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:09 | |
But there's one I shall NEVER forget - Prince of Deryabar. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:15 | |
Deryabar?! No such place exists. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:19 | |
Deryabar - the island of the mountain and the star. | 0:04:19 | 0:04:24 | |
Look you at the medallion of Deryabar. It was worn by Alexander the Great. | 0:04:24 | 0:04:30 | |
Read the magic words that make a story for all true believers. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:35 | |
"In the eighth month the winds are willing." I've just returned from my eighth voyage. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:42 | |
Would you care to be astonished by the story? | 0:04:42 | 0:04:46 | |
Yes, Sinbad. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:48 | |
-..And you, my friend? -Yes. | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
Well, in the eighth month of a year long ago, | 0:04:56 | 0:05:00 | |
a mighty conqueror of sea and land took his ships to hide on an obscure island. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:06 | |
He was a Westerner, called by our historians Alexander the Great... | 0:05:06 | 0:05:12 | |
Far across the sea in the land of Indus, there was a powerful Emir of Daibour. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:18 | |
The possession of power only made him sad. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
Could he but find the gold of Alexander, how many kingdoms would be his? | 0:05:22 | 0:05:29 | |
In the mirror of his ambition, | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
he saw, not himself, but the face of a female who lived betimes in Basra, this very town of ours. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:39 | |
A two-faced female, if you choose. Her face and her face of the mirror. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:45 | |
Had you studied both faces, you would know, as I was to know, | 0:05:45 | 0:05:50 | |
her Emir of Daibour was a great ruler to her only because he was the greatest ruler she had yet met. | 0:05:50 | 0:05:57 | |
But let's not dwell ungently on the frailties of women. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:02 | |
Only the men of this tale give me displeasures without pleasures. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:07 | |
A worldly one called Melik sought out wise men to learn the whereabouts of Alexander's treasure | 0:06:07 | 0:06:14 | |
and dreamt never of maidens' caresses. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:18 | |
All he wanted was to hold the Earth in his arms. No man could name the many men who hungered after that! | 0:06:18 | 0:06:26 | |
But I could tell you of one without shape or substance, | 0:06:26 | 0:06:30 | |
a spirit of evil known only as Jamal, | 0:06:30 | 0:06:34 | |
who ransacked the cabin of a ship. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:37 | |
Jamal... | 0:06:37 | 0:06:39 | |
faceless, formless, like a genie from a jug... | 0:06:39 | 0:06:43 | |
on a ship that was marked for death by storm. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:47 | |
Unless the hand of Allah would spare her for Sinbad the Sailor and his old mate Abbu. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:58 | |
Look! The fishermen want that salvage prize. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:06 | |
Can you see the name? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
The Prince Ahmed. | 0:08:24 | 0:08:27 | |
-She's beautiful. -Too beautiful to die. | 0:08:27 | 0:08:32 | |
Hold course for Basra. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
< CLATTER | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
She's ours by law of salvage. | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
They're making her fast to the quay. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:03 | |
All our plans, Sinbad. What a fine sum she'll bring! Remember the camels we planned to buy? | 0:12:03 | 0:12:10 | |
-Traders of the safe land for ever. -Don't let those thieves come aboard. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:16 | |
They won't be any trouble. I told them she was a craft of the devil, | 0:12:16 | 0:12:21 | |
every plank reeking with Satan's plague. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:25 | |
-You don't think it's true? -The crew died of poisoned drinking water. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:31 | |
I wasn't alarmed. But we'll sell her as quickly as possible, won't we? | 0:12:31 | 0:12:36 | |
Sinbad! | 0:12:36 | 0:12:38 | |
Sinbad... | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
-Why do you say Sinbad like that? -Destiny. Prince Ahmed. A royal seal. | 0:12:43 | 0:12:49 | |
This was mine before my memory began. | 0:12:49 | 0:12:53 | |
Destiny. | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
Destiny! | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
-Prince Ahmed. Prince Ahmed. -Are you sure? | 0:12:58 | 0:13:03 | |
No. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:05 | |
No. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
But the chart might tell us everything, at least where the ship came from. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:15 | |
-What chart? -It was there. | 0:13:15 | 0:13:18 | |
-They weren't all dead on this ship. Somebody's been in this cabin. -Did you examine it closely? -No, I... | 0:13:18 | 0:13:26 | |
I didn't. I... Only one word do I remember. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:30 | |
Deryabar. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:35 | |
Deryabar. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
-Deryabar! The treasure isle of Alexander. -There's no such place. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:43 | |
CLATTER Sinbad! | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
We have a ship to sell. Just think - camels, caravans, what she means to me. | 0:13:46 | 0:13:52 | |
Who can tell what she might mean to me? | 0:13:55 | 0:14:00 | |
DRUMS BEAT | 0:14:02 | 0:14:05 | |
Hear ye the word of Ossan Ben Altan Khan, keeper of the Port of Basra, | 0:14:05 | 0:14:10 | |
ordaining to be sold at public auction - the baggala Prince Ahmed! | 0:14:10 | 0:14:16 | |
MAN CALLS OUT IN ARABIC | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
Holding an auction! Holding an auction! | 0:14:20 | 0:14:24 | |
-The Khan's auctioneer's selling our ship. -The elephant! | 0:14:24 | 0:14:29 | |
-..You're chanting a song of thieves. -Could you but sing so sweet a profit, Sinbad. | 0:14:29 | 0:14:35 | |
-My tithes are better than the ship you fail to own. -I'll go to Baghdad. I'll petition the Caliph. -Huh! | 0:14:35 | 0:14:42 | |
You...! You...! You what? You. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:47 | |
-The law declares this ship is ours. -The law is changed. -Who could change it? -I could. I did. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:54 | |
-Such a shabby law for such a rich baggala. -Why...! | 0:14:54 | 0:14:59 | |
-Salaam, O Khan of Basra. -Salaam. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:03 | |
Graciously rendered. You move me to benevolence. | 0:15:03 | 0:15:07 | |
-I grant you one fifth the auction price. -One fifth?! | 0:15:07 | 0:15:12 | |
You are wearing contents of that ship. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:15 | |
Accept my bounty or I shall have you peeled as an orange. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:22 | |
O munificent Khan, what if there be no bids for this ship? | 0:15:22 | 0:15:27 | |
Then she'll carry your unscrupulous carcass from Basra! | 0:15:27 | 0:15:32 | |
If there be no bids, I will certify her to you as worthless. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:37 | |
May Allah enlarge you. | 0:15:37 | 0:15:40 | |
I share your concern, Captain Sinbad. What if there are no bids? | 0:15:47 | 0:15:53 | |
The Prince Ahmed, a royal baggala with a royal name. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:57 | |
Sound as the earth from mast to keel. | 0:15:57 | 0:16:01 | |
Five...five thousand bundles would not fill her hold. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:06 | |
Who will make me an offer, my lords? | 0:16:06 | 0:16:09 | |
Who will say...10,000 dinars? | 0:16:09 | 0:16:13 | |
10,000! Who'll say 10,000 for this priceless baggala, worth more than gold? | 0:16:13 | 0:16:19 | |
She is a fine baggala. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:22 | |
10,000 dinars, my lords, for the ship to make a palace blush. Who will offend me with an offer? | 0:16:22 | 0:16:29 | |
-Ah, were this purse all mine, I'd give you rivalry for that glory of the sea... -No bid? | 0:16:29 | 0:16:36 | |
Since when has Basra been blind to a bargain? Come closer! | 0:16:36 | 0:16:40 | |
Feast your eyes on the fairest beauty afloat. Merchants of Basra, | 0:16:40 | 0:16:46 | |
are you modern men or steeped in the ignorance of ancient days? | 0:16:46 | 0:16:51 | |
I vow the wisdom of the ages belongs in Basra. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:55 | |
In superstitious Sapha they would not buy this gallant craft, but YOU would. | 0:16:55 | 0:17:01 | |
In that gaunt port, they speak of curses, they hold a childish fear of death. Ah-hah! | 0:17:01 | 0:17:08 | |
-I laugh as you laugh at their primeval... -Holding an auction! | 0:17:08 | 0:17:13 | |
Has devil's pestilence made this baggala less seaworthy? | 0:17:13 | 0:17:18 | |
Have her golden lintels lost their sheen because Satan breathed on them? I think it not so. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:25 | |
I, who have seen the swollen faces of her dead, am not intimidated. | 0:17:25 | 0:17:30 | |
Verily, strong men could cast the demons from this ship and perhaps survive. | 0:17:30 | 0:17:36 | |
Holding an auction. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:39 | |
Voices of the strong, where are you? Bid! Bid! Bid! | 0:17:39 | 0:17:44 | |
Stay! Stay, my lords. Speak your own price. | 0:17:44 | 0:17:48 | |
5,000? | 0:17:48 | 0:17:50 | |
3,000? | 0:17:50 | 0:17:52 | |
Any thousand? | 0:17:53 | 0:17:56 | |
No bids. | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
No bids? | 0:17:59 | 0:18:01 | |
-No sale! -No camels! You're not a very skilful seller. -We'll claim the ship. | 0:18:01 | 0:18:08 | |
-Even that would require a transfer fee. We've nothing. -Have faith in Sinbad. | 0:18:08 | 0:18:14 | |
< No bids? No bids? For this queen of the seas, who will pay 1,000 dinars? | 0:18:14 | 0:18:21 | |
< 1,000? 1,000? | 0:18:21 | 0:18:23 | |
-WOMAN: -1,000. | 0:18:23 | 0:18:26 | |
1,000. 1,000 is bid by a flower of womanhood! | 0:18:26 | 0:18:31 | |
Oh, no, no, no! | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
Voice of heaven, why "no, no"?! | 0:18:33 | 0:18:36 | |
WE must have that ship. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
-2,000. -3,000. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:47 | |
3,000. You heard that. Sell it to her quickly. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:53 | |
My scorn has never been so great. | 0:18:53 | 0:18:55 | |
4,000. | 0:18:55 | 0:18:57 | |
5,000. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:07 | |
6,000. | 0:19:07 | 0:19:09 | |
..6,000 is a good price. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:12 | |
10,000 dinars. | 0:19:12 | 0:19:14 | |
-11,000. ..There are tasks for you at home. -Impudence gains nothing. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:20 | |
-What of the neglected husband? No little ones to care for? -15,000 dinars. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:26 | |
16,000. ..Bid again and I'll pluck your tongue for a tulip. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:31 | |
You make my sentiment costly. ..18,000 dinars. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:35 | |
-20,000! ..What is your sentiment? The silk of her sails? I'll send them to you. -I pay for the name. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:43 | |
The Prince Ahmed. You couldn't send me a dream, could you? | 0:19:43 | 0:19:48 | |
Oh! | 0:19:48 | 0:19:50 | |
Or perhaps you COULD, Your Highness. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:01 | |
Highness? | 0:20:01 | 0:20:04 | |
Are you not the Prince of Deryabar? | 0:20:04 | 0:20:06 | |
Yes. Yes, to be sure. | 0:20:09 | 0:20:11 | |
20,000 dinars. I'm offered 20,000 dinars. I await. | 0:20:12 | 0:20:16 | |
HE SPEAKS IN ARABIC Will the lady offer 21,000? Please! Please, say it! | 0:20:16 | 0:20:24 | |
-How often the dream seeks out the dreamer! -Even a prince can dream? -Of sailing in your eyes. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:31 | |
-Puddles of loneliness. -Seas of delight. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:35 | |
Ah, let me dream. Night breeze whispering its way to your heart, sails gently swelling. | 0:20:35 | 0:20:41 | |
On a ship prettily improved by a woman? Wine and pomegranates on the quarterdeck. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:48 | |
Fruit is sweet. My ship is your ship. | 0:20:48 | 0:20:51 | |
I must return to my house in the Street of the Three Moons. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:58 | |
The house with the tower that a blind man could scarcely fail to find. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:04 | |
I sit alone in the sixth hour of the night in my garden and meditate. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:09 | |
At the sixth hour, I will invade a lady's meditation. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:13 | |
Until tonight, O Prince. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:16 | |
Until tonight. | 0:21:16 | 0:21:19 | |
"O Prince"(!) "O Prince"(!) | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
You've ruined us. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:30 | |
All bids in? The baggala Prince Ahmed sold for 20,000 dinars to Sinbad the Sailor. | 0:21:30 | 0:21:37 | |
Some money in hand is customary for the good faith of a purchase. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:43 | |
-ALL money will be required of you. -Money? | 0:21:43 | 0:21:47 | |
The baggala. You just bought her, didn't you? No money, no certificate of sale. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:53 | |
Oh, money! | 0:21:53 | 0:21:56 | |
-Lend me 20,000 dinars. -I?! Lend you 20,000 what?! -Pay him. | 0:22:02 | 0:22:08 | |
-With shells? -Pay him now! -But I... -An hour ago, I saw the money which you now attempt to conceal from me. | 0:22:08 | 0:22:15 | |
-Just as you thought you saw a chart that wasn't there. -Miser! | 0:22:15 | 0:22:20 | |
COINS JINGLE | 0:22:20 | 0:22:23 | |
Oh! Oh! | 0:22:41 | 0:22:43 | |
Oh, you mean THIS money? | 0:22:43 | 0:22:46 | |
-This old money. -Naturally. -Wait! You pay too much. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:51 | |
-We have plenty. -All yours. -Thank you. | 0:22:51 | 0:22:55 | |
-The ship is yours, Sinbad. Ah, but you're kind. -We're both kind. | 0:22:55 | 0:23:00 | |
You sell me my own ship and I pay you in your own coin...of the realm. | 0:23:00 | 0:23:05 | |
An auction has been held! | 0:23:10 | 0:23:12 | |
Oh, why doesn't he come? I can't wait much longer. | 0:23:16 | 0:23:20 | |
Would the Emir mind waiting for the secret of Deryabar? | 0:23:20 | 0:23:25 | |
No chance when the richest man in the world bid against me. | 0:23:25 | 0:23:29 | |
-Perhaps my lady wastes her bloom on the Emir of Daibour. -Perhaps. | 0:23:29 | 0:23:34 | |
-Daibour! Daibour! -Bird of evil! | 0:23:36 | 0:23:40 | |
Go home to your evil master. Go home! | 0:23:40 | 0:23:44 | |
-You liked the look of your prince. -Almost too princely for a prince. | 0:23:45 | 0:23:50 | |
More like some silken trader that knows his way to a bargain. | 0:23:50 | 0:23:55 | |
-He'll bring fine gifts, no doubt. -It's customary. | 0:23:55 | 0:23:59 | |
But why should I tell our Emir anything I learn about Deryabar? | 0:24:01 | 0:24:06 | |
If I could prise the secret from Prince Ahmed, I'd hold the key of keys. | 0:24:07 | 0:24:13 | |
I could make Sheba look like a frump. | 0:24:13 | 0:24:17 | |
I believe his retinue approaches. | 0:24:19 | 0:24:21 | |
-Please, forget her. -Unless the lady is sailing. -She thinks you are rich. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:31 | |
She knows something of the treasure of Alexander. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:36 | |
If I can draw her secrets from her, we'll own 10,000 ships! | 0:24:36 | 0:24:41 | |
A danek for the blind, O mighty possessor of ships and caravans. | 0:24:41 | 0:24:46 | |
Tight of fist! May Allah wither your hand. | 0:24:48 | 0:24:52 | |
SPEAKS IN ARABIC | 0:25:10 | 0:25:13 | |
Beware the shore! | 0:25:29 | 0:25:31 | |
Bear south, brother! Bear south! | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
South? Bear south! Which way's south? | 0:25:34 | 0:25:39 | |
Come on! This way is south. | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
Prince Ahmed? | 0:26:00 | 0:26:02 | |
Yes. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
-You've come unattended? -Conveniently so, my lady. | 0:26:07 | 0:26:11 | |
You may present yourself. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:17 | |
Your Highness, Shireen of Baghdad, seventh daughter of Sheik Ali of Kurdistan. | 0:26:21 | 0:26:27 | |
Was that blood-drinking brigand your father?! You'll need some breaking to the bridle. | 0:26:27 | 0:26:33 | |
Oh! Burning bright. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:39 | |
O prince with seaman's manners, | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
a veil is drawn more gracefully when lowered by its owner. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:46 | |
-I no longer own this hand nor heart. They are both yours. -Both empty, Your Highness? | 0:26:46 | 0:26:53 | |
Not filled with earthly offerings, that is true. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:57 | |
-But bearing gifts of dreams, far more precious than your diamonds and pearls from Daibour. -Daibour? | 0:26:57 | 0:27:04 | |
-What could you know? -I know all goods and markets. Don't ask hows or whys. -So would any silk trader. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:12 | |
And so would Prince Ahmed, who knows all ports and all the islands of the sea. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:18 | |
You'll sail with me? | 0:27:18 | 0:27:21 | |
Where? In what direction is your course? | 0:27:21 | 0:27:25 | |
Toward Deryabar, beloved. Which course would you prefer? | 0:27:25 | 0:27:29 | |
The Prince of Deryabar asks ME of courses to Deryabar? | 0:27:29 | 0:27:34 | |
Or are you the Prince of Deryabar? | 0:27:37 | 0:27:39 | |
Sweet torturer. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:42 | |
When I looked at your face, I was numb from eye to thigh, forgetting pleasing words. | 0:27:42 | 0:27:49 | |
I doubt if you own the bones in your own skin. | 0:27:49 | 0:27:53 | |
O, hear me! I, who could give you everything, wish only to give you a gift from my heart. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:11 | |
Has any man given you a rose, Shireen? | 0:28:13 | 0:28:17 | |
Not since I lived in the brown hills. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:21 | |
Has any man told you that gold is a clod, jewels are the pebbles from the earth? | 0:28:21 | 0:28:28 | |
That truth wealth is all around? A man and woman together, my princess. | 0:28:28 | 0:28:34 | |
A prince and princess... could be together in a palace. | 0:28:34 | 0:28:39 | |
Yea, in a palace sky-tall of dome, lighted by the lamps of the stars. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:44 | |
Were you ever becalmed in a sea of almond? | 0:28:44 | 0:28:48 | |
Loneliness is wondrous when one isn't quite alone. | 0:28:48 | 0:28:52 | |
The fog is wine. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:55 | |
The sun is my gold. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:57 | |
I wanted no other. | 0:28:58 | 0:29:01 | |
I understand. | 0:29:06 | 0:29:08 | |
Then we'll sail? | 0:29:08 | 0:29:11 | |
-I don't know. With a prince of the unknown? -He would never crush the rose. | 0:29:11 | 0:29:17 | |
-For ever he will keep it blooming. -Please, let me think. | 0:29:17 | 0:29:21 | |
You couldn't understand what glories I'd be forsaking. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:26 | |
They'd mean nothing to one who has everything. | 0:29:26 | 0:29:30 | |
No, my faults are too many. | 0:29:30 | 0:29:34 | |
Faults?! | 0:29:34 | 0:29:36 | |
-You have none. -Selfishness, greed. -Oh! | 0:29:36 | 0:29:39 | |
O prince, for your own life's sake, come never to me again. Do not sail your ship ever. | 0:29:39 | 0:29:46 | |
-What eyes did you invite to watch us? -None. I emptied the house to leave Basra. -For Daibour? | 0:29:52 | 0:29:59 | |
-Daibour? -What face did I see in the window? -Face? I don't know. | 0:29:59 | 0:30:06 | |
Jamal! Jamal! | 0:30:25 | 0:30:27 | |
Jamal? | 0:30:45 | 0:30:47 | |
Quite a cock-a-hoop in Three Moon Street, eh? | 0:30:57 | 0:31:01 | |
Rather a shock to find you'd shipped with iron-hand Abbu. | 0:31:01 | 0:31:05 | |
You'll learn this is no rose garden. You'll discover who's master here. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:10 | |
-Where are we bound? -The lady of the Street of the Three Moons warned of disaster if we sailed at all. | 0:31:10 | 0:31:18 | |
A charming time to tell me(!) | 0:31:18 | 0:31:21 | |
-When we clear the Gulf, set a course for Daibour. -That nest of sea serpents?! | 0:31:21 | 0:31:27 | |
-Honest ships give it a wide berth. Daibour's emir lives on the blood of the sea. -I searched Basra for her. | 0:31:27 | 0:31:34 | |
-Perhaps in Daibour we'll meet her again. -Please stop saying "we". | 0:31:34 | 0:31:40 | |
-Share and share alike. -I give you full title to anything you receive from future wielders of knives. | 0:31:40 | 0:31:47 | |
All the more reason to believe she knows something of Deryabar. | 0:31:47 | 0:31:53 | |
-Any planning to take its treasure would first remove its prince and heir. -Prince? Heir? | 0:31:53 | 0:31:59 | |
You've convinced yourself, haven't you? | 0:31:59 | 0:32:03 | |
Being unknown to oneself, one can choose one's own destiny - | 0:32:03 | 0:32:07 | |
the son of a king of Deryabar as readily as a pauper's son. | 0:32:07 | 0:32:12 | |
Finding her, I may even find myself, as well as Alexander's treasure. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:17 | |
JAMAL! JAMAL! | 0:32:17 | 0:32:20 | |
-JAMAL! -Jamal, Jamal, what did this Jamal look like? -How do I know? I didn't see him. | 0:32:22 | 0:32:29 | |
Any one of them could be... | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
Yes. A sweet-scented flock of question marks. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:42 | |
-Where did you find them? -In the hiring street at Basra. | 0:32:47 | 0:32:51 | |
-Are you so thirsty? -But we might want a drink of water before we reach Daibour. | 0:33:18 | 0:33:24 | |
I could leave that stuff alone if you can. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:28 | |
-Which is the most useless? -A ship's barber. He sits like a toad while others work. | 0:33:28 | 0:33:34 | |
And on my stern castle! | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
-You find my stern castle comfortable? -Eminently so. | 0:33:51 | 0:33:56 | |
-A drink for His Eminence? -Captain is kind. -My barber is swollen with majesty. | 0:33:56 | 0:34:02 | |
-Each morning I will bring him a cup of water before -I -drink. -Such kindness. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:09 | |
I, Abdul El Melik, was not always a barber. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:12 | |
Once, I was a physician in the court of kings. | 0:34:12 | 0:34:16 | |
Then cure yourself, Physician. The water may be poison. | 0:34:16 | 0:34:21 | |
Ship astern! | 0:34:50 | 0:34:52 | |
-An armed dromond. -She has a ram like a tiger's tooth. | 0:35:11 | 0:35:16 | |
And a tower to hurl the fire of the Greeks. | 0:35:16 | 0:35:21 | |
With her speed, she could so easily overtake us. | 0:35:21 | 0:35:25 | |
Can you see the dromond's banner? | 0:35:26 | 0:35:28 | |
-When your captain speaks, answer! -She wears no colours, Captain. -She must! It's the law of the sea. | 0:35:58 | 0:36:05 | |
What law is stronger than strength? Jamal! | 0:36:05 | 0:36:11 | |
Jamal! | 0:36:11 | 0:36:13 | |
-Your Highness doesn't wish to follow her? -Steer toward her wake. Stay beyond the eyes of the lookout. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:50 | |
Tighter! | 0:36:50 | 0:36:51 | |
If she tries to return to Basra, we'll blockade her course. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:56 | |
-Eventually, she'll need provisions. Daibour is the only convenient port. -Jamal! Jamal! | 0:36:56 | 0:37:03 | |
Keep that name out of your beak! Where have the winds been coursing you, my ugliness? Welcome home. | 0:37:05 | 0:37:11 | |
-Your Highness... -Stand not by the sword arm, Muallin. The place of loyal men is at my left. | 0:37:11 | 0:37:18 | |
-Our Emir isn't afraid for me to sit at his right? -Afraid? | 0:37:28 | 0:37:33 | |
You are my right hand - my right hand holding the secrets of Persia, | 0:37:33 | 0:37:38 | |
while left, glory to Islam, reaches for the kingdoms of the Hindi. | 0:37:38 | 0:37:42 | |
-Stay close to me, beloved. We'll ride the world like an elephant. -Why should my lord want more power? | 0:37:42 | 0:37:50 | |
The happiest man I ever knew was a vagabond who loved ships. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:56 | |
-It made one happy just to be with him. -Who was this man? | 0:37:56 | 0:38:00 | |
-What should it matter to one so great, O Shaker of the Earth? -You've changed since we left Persia. | 0:38:00 | 0:38:07 | |
-Remember, only the steel in your blood has made you of use to me. -Steel? | 0:38:07 | 0:38:13 | |
If your march of conquest came to my Kurdish hills, Father would've made a death mask of your dreams. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:20 | |
When you failed to buy the baggala with its charts, I had doubts. | 0:38:20 | 0:38:24 | |
-How could I know you were fishing for Prince Ahmed himself, to land at Daibour. -Unless you were spying? | 0:38:24 | 0:38:31 | |
Allah forbid! I don't distrust you. Your snow-capped heart is fortress enough. | 0:38:31 | 0:38:37 | |
-Even in springtime? -Even in the month of roses. | 0:38:37 | 0:38:42 | |
Shireen, in Daibour they're weaving a queen's robe. It's for you to choose whether or not to put it on. | 0:38:42 | 0:38:49 | |
If you choose to wear it, I'll know that paradise is in our palace. | 0:38:49 | 0:38:54 | |
OUR palace... | 0:38:54 | 0:38:57 | |
The course is southerly, beloved. May it bring you warmer dreams. | 0:38:59 | 0:39:04 | |
Monsoons are gentle. It is spring...isn't it? | 0:39:07 | 0:39:13 | |
Yes. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:16 | |
-You drink the ship's water and your health remains? -Robust, Captain. | 0:39:56 | 0:40:01 | |
With each drop of the cooling elixir my spirits prance like a bear. | 0:40:01 | 0:40:05 | |
-Whoever do you think may have poisoned the ship's water? -Jamal. -Don't, Captain. | 0:40:05 | 0:40:12 | |
Sound the drums before you speak that name. | 0:40:12 | 0:40:16 | |
Oh, that? That's the metaphysical mumbo jumbo of the Western infidels, | 0:40:19 | 0:40:24 | |
taught by a dervish of my acquaintance. | 0:40:24 | 0:40:28 | |
He charged me and guaranteed absolute security. | 0:40:28 | 0:40:32 | |
-I could use some security. Who was this dervish? -I was that dervish. | 0:40:32 | 0:40:38 | |
I've had many vocations in my span, failing at each. | 0:40:38 | 0:40:43 | |
Physician, dervish - I hope you're better at barbering. | 0:40:43 | 0:40:48 | |
-Tell me what you know of Jamal. -Well, I was travelling on a ship from Calicut once. | 0:40:48 | 0:40:55 | |
I was an ambassador that time, entirely unqualified for the post, bearing letters of state. | 0:40:55 | 0:41:01 | |
It was during one of my bibulous periods - a weakness acquired while I was an unsuccessful wine seller. | 0:41:01 | 0:41:09 | |
I drank my own samples. | 0:41:09 | 0:41:11 | |
When I emerged from the vapours, the crew had all perished from poisoned water. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:18 | |
Jamal? | 0:41:18 | 0:41:20 | |
Who else would be so diabolically clever? | 0:41:20 | 0:41:23 | |
Why, the great Emir of Daibour admits that Jamal once made a public jackass of him, | 0:41:23 | 0:41:30 | |
through his agents - now, never did this genie reveal himself. | 0:41:30 | 0:41:35 | |
He sold the Emir charts purporting to lead to the treasure of Alexander. | 0:41:35 | 0:41:40 | |
Once, in the dead still middle of the night, | 0:41:40 | 0:41:45 | |
this ruler of Indus almost got the blade of a qatar in his ribs. | 0:41:45 | 0:41:50 | |
The very sort of weapon you're wearing, Captain. | 0:41:51 | 0:41:56 | |
-If I could only find a few on board this ship to trust. -You could trust me... | 0:41:58 | 0:42:04 | |
if I weren't so ineffectual. | 0:42:04 | 0:42:07 | |
Barber, you're a mountain of knowledge. Tell me, what say the wagging tongues of Prince Ahmed? | 0:42:07 | 0:42:14 | |
Prince Ahmed? It is not unlikely, they say, that somebody will send him to his ancestors... | 0:42:14 | 0:42:20 | |
-before he reaches his golden isle. -But I hear he's a splendid fellow. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:26 | |
I don't doubt it, but he has a vanity that marked him for doom. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:31 | |
For half a lifetime, he masked as a simple seaman. | 0:42:31 | 0:42:35 | |
No-one looked twice at the royal seal upon his breast. | 0:42:35 | 0:42:39 | |
Then one day he put on his princely robes. | 0:42:39 | 0:42:43 | |
Sesame - the gates to his secret were open. | 0:42:43 | 0:42:47 | |
-He was an idiot. -Quite so. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:50 | |
Certainly not the wise son of the wise Aga of Deryabar who rediscovered Alexander's isle, | 0:42:50 | 0:42:57 | |
who knew such vast fortune was a tempter of death. | 0:42:57 | 0:43:01 | |
He hid his son among the multitudes, like a wheat straw in great fields of wheat. | 0:43:01 | 0:43:08 | |
But even the Aga's wisdom showed a weakness - love for his son. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:13 | |
And this baggala which he sent for him. | 0:43:13 | 0:43:18 | |
The Aga's was a good weakness, Captain Sinbad. | 0:43:18 | 0:43:22 | |
So many men's are evil. | 0:43:22 | 0:43:25 | |
Consider how many strong men could resist the taking of life | 0:43:27 | 0:43:31 | |
if they could gain one little token to wear, one mark of greatness, | 0:43:31 | 0:43:36 | |
that would give them everything? | 0:43:36 | 0:43:39 | |
Accept it, Highness - a gift to remember. | 0:43:45 | 0:43:50 | |
Can you spare a secret as well as a life? | 0:43:50 | 0:43:54 | |
Your faithful servant for ever... Prince Ahmed. | 0:43:54 | 0:43:58 | |
You are a man of character, Abdul El Melik. | 0:44:00 | 0:44:04 | |
And of good counsel, master. Don't go to Daibour. | 0:44:04 | 0:44:09 | |
Daibour! | 0:44:21 | 0:44:23 | |
Daibour! | 0:44:23 | 0:44:26 | |
Daibour! | 0:44:26 | 0:44:28 | |
Daibour! | 0:44:28 | 0:44:30 | |
I know, I know! | 0:44:30 | 0:44:33 | |
Sky skulker, your soul could be bought for a fat locust. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:38 | |
Captain! | 0:44:38 | 0:44:40 | |
The dromond. | 0:44:42 | 0:44:45 | |
-She must have passed us in the night. -Sleek. -So is a sabre-toothed tiger. | 0:44:48 | 0:44:53 | |
-If we'd wanted to die, why didn't we sail for Egypt? They wrap you for posterity. -Dromond seems friendly. | 0:44:53 | 0:45:00 | |
She could have cracked this gilded eggshell in waters much lonelier. | 0:45:00 | 0:45:05 | |
..Keep her closer to the wind! Tend to your sheets! | 0:45:05 | 0:45:10 | |
At least there's prosperity here. Shall I open our hatch for trade? | 0:45:22 | 0:45:27 | |
-Those aren't bean sacks in the hold. They're gravel for balance. -What?! | 0:45:27 | 0:45:31 | |
We might fill them with Deryabar's treasure...if that woman knows the whereto and if I can find her. | 0:45:31 | 0:45:39 | |
If, if - the familiar if! | 0:45:39 | 0:45:41 | |
When the moon tips to Cyprus, be ready with sail. | 0:45:41 | 0:45:46 | |
I promise you I'll have a cargo of wisdom. | 0:45:46 | 0:45:50 | |
By the Prophet, I believe I've sent you home. | 0:46:02 | 0:46:07 | |
You have feet to follow with, but no wings to bring you back. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:11 | |
I pray to you, master, don't go to the palace. | 0:46:11 | 0:46:15 | |
Pray not TO me, but FOR me, Melik. | 0:46:17 | 0:46:21 | |
Captain! Captain! | 0:46:21 | 0:46:24 | |
"Hear ye! | 0:46:50 | 0:46:53 | |
"Men of the Prince Ahmed, this vessel is impounded by state decree, | 0:46:53 | 0:46:59 | |
"sealed by the royal lock and seal of His Highness of Daibour." | 0:46:59 | 0:47:04 | |
I've the honour of taking the ship's master into custody. Where is he? | 0:47:04 | 0:47:09 | |
Quickly. Where is he? | 0:47:29 | 0:47:32 | |
Shireen! | 0:48:11 | 0:48:13 | |
Shireen! | 0:48:13 | 0:48:15 | |
Shireen. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:19 | |
-The very window I wanted to find! -The women's quarters. We shouldn't even look at the window. Come! | 0:48:20 | 0:48:27 | |
Shall I choose one of their gates or shall I make one of my own? | 0:48:27 | 0:48:32 | |
What of the baggala in the harbour? | 0:48:40 | 0:48:43 | |
..Oh, if only you were half the oracle you pretend to be. | 0:48:43 | 0:48:48 | |
FANFARE > | 0:48:58 | 0:49:00 | |
"Men of Daibour, harken, harken! | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
"His exalted Highness, your Emir, does permit you to see justice done to criminal offenders | 0:49:25 | 0:49:32 | |
"for that sin of forbidden sins - the casting of eyes upon the unveiled females of his mightiness, | 0:49:32 | 0:49:39 | |
"the pure born, the Emir of Daibour. | 0:49:39 | 0:49:42 | |
"Hear ye, mark ye for the good of your souls..." | 0:49:42 | 0:49:46 | |
They lose their heads. | 0:49:46 | 0:49:49 | |
Eyes forward! Chin up front. Head up. | 0:49:55 | 0:49:58 | |
-Did I assign you this gate? -I don't know. There are so many masters. -Oh, the strangling robes of authority! | 0:49:58 | 0:50:06 | |
-How many guards are within? -Eight in the first compound. -Beyond? -The women's quarters? Doubly guarded. | 0:50:06 | 0:50:13 | |
Thank you. I'll have you promoted for mental agility. | 0:50:13 | 0:50:17 | |
No! No! Come back! | 0:50:31 | 0:50:34 | |
Come back who? My friend Sinbad. They'll kill him. | 0:50:34 | 0:50:39 | |
Have no concern, my lady. No guards invade these quarters unless we give the alarm. | 0:51:36 | 0:51:42 | |
Allah is good - he must be to stand this house! | 0:51:42 | 0:51:47 | |
It's made of magic, truly. The gown His Highness told you of. | 0:52:10 | 0:52:15 | |
For the first flower of the East... | 0:52:15 | 0:52:17 | |
with covenants, provisos, conditions. | 0:52:17 | 0:52:22 | |
And so if I put it on, I won't own the gown, the gown will own me. | 0:52:22 | 0:52:27 | |
The gown AND the Emir of Daibour. | 0:52:27 | 0:52:30 | |
How many women would love to be so possessed? | 0:52:30 | 0:52:34 | |
How many women have never loved at all? | 0:52:34 | 0:52:38 | |
I vow that thing would scratch the hide. Fetch me something silky. | 0:52:38 | 0:52:43 | |
No jewels, and fasten a rose on it. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:46 | |
A rose, my lady? | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
The rose of a certain prince will always be remembered. | 0:52:53 | 0:52:58 | |
Has ever she spoken so tenderly of any other man? | 0:53:12 | 0:53:17 | |
Ahmed! | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
Nothing but sheer gossamer, beloved, risen from the Street of the Three Moons. | 0:53:20 | 0:53:26 | |
Get out, quickly! Leave at once or I'll... Pirouze, call the guards. | 0:53:26 | 0:53:31 | |
Call them. | 0:53:31 | 0:53:34 | |
Don't! | 0:53:34 | 0:53:36 | |
-Let him stay and have his head lopped off. -It's a pleasing head. | 0:53:38 | 0:53:42 | |
-She doesn't mean it. You heard her speak her devotions for me. -Yes. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:48 | |
-Why? I warned you. -Why does the bee fly into the claw flower? | 0:53:51 | 0:53:56 | |
-He loves the smell of beauty though he die. -These claws don't exist. | 0:53:56 | 0:54:01 | |
-The one that struck me in your house was real. -I thought we were alone. -Words! | 0:54:01 | 0:54:08 | |
-If I had thrown the blade, you'd never have set sail. -But Jamal's knife was erratic. -I never saw him. | 0:54:08 | 0:54:15 | |
I wonder. Oh, burning bright, I believe you, I believe you. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:19 | |
I believe in all fantastic things. | 0:54:19 | 0:54:22 | |
The magic wind that brought me to you, and the magic veil of dark in which I'll wrap you, | 0:54:22 | 0:54:28 | |
and take you magically to Deryabar. | 0:54:28 | 0:54:31 | |
You could hide me until nightfall and then... | 0:54:33 | 0:54:37 | |
I know of a passageway. | 0:54:38 | 0:54:41 | |
Hidden in the wall beyond. No, such a miracle would be too much for us. | 0:54:42 | 0:54:48 | |
A trifle for one who stole the rook's egg from its diamond nest, who put out the eye of the Cyclops. | 0:54:48 | 0:54:55 | |
-Please, you must go. -Not alone. | 0:54:55 | 0:54:58 | |
How many secrets are in your bright eyes? | 0:54:58 | 0:55:02 | |
On the baggala, we'll know. Come. | 0:55:02 | 0:55:05 | |
Will you come, or must I hoist you on a magic rug? | 0:55:06 | 0:55:11 | |
-You must go before they find you. -I see you require some hoisting. | 0:55:11 | 0:55:16 | |
Now you're just your ordinary self! | 0:55:17 | 0:55:20 | |
Not too ordinary to lay a trap for nor too stupid to steal the bait. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:25 | |
Oh, come. I can outbid your Emir. | 0:55:28 | 0:55:32 | |
Wasn't it gold you wanted in the first place? | 0:55:32 | 0:55:36 | |
Show me the way to the passage - quietly! | 0:55:36 | 0:55:40 | |
Pawn of slaves! | 0:55:45 | 0:55:48 | |
WOMEN SCREAM | 0:56:00 | 0:56:03 | |
-Who is he? -A thief of the forbidden, master. | 0:57:57 | 0:58:01 | |
Thief...or assassin? | 0:58:01 | 0:58:04 | |
..Is your name by chance Jamal? | 0:58:04 | 0:58:07 | |
-I - Jamal?! -Such an qatar winged through the dark at me one night. | 0:58:07 | 0:58:12 | |
An affectionate weapon. Like a dog, it returns faithfully to its master. | 0:58:12 | 0:58:17 | |
You violated sacred quarters. | 0:58:17 | 0:58:20 | |
Everyone knows the penalty for both men and faithless women. Which one attracted you? | 0:58:20 | 0:58:26 | |
-Would I offend the master's taste with miserly discrimination? -Who are you protecting? | 0:58:26 | 0:58:33 | |
Pray, let me remember... | 0:58:33 | 0:58:35 | |
Was it the slim one or... moon face...? | 0:58:35 | 0:58:40 | |
So you refuse to share your funeral pyre? | 0:58:40 | 0:58:44 | |
Allah will judge in his own time. I am Allah's humble commander, his executioner. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:51 | |
-Let all learn humbleness by watching simple destruction. -Maffi. | 0:58:51 | 0:58:56 | |
-Prince Ahmed. -Yes, if it pleases Your Highness. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:08 | |
-I supposed you were receiving my invitation. -Invitation? -To enjoy my palace's pleasures. | 0:59:08 | 0:59:15 | |
-I sent a military escort for you. -Oh, THAT escort. | 0:59:15 | 0:59:19 | |
Forgive me if my vagabond manners upset affairs of state. | 0:59:19 | 0:59:24 | |
The happiest man I ever heard of was little more than a vagabond. He loved ships and sailing. | 0:59:24 | 0:59:31 | |
A certain lady once spoke of the happiness he gave her. | 0:59:31 | 0:59:35 | |
The brighter the flame of happiness, the more brief its burning. | 0:59:35 | 0:59:40 | |
Beloved, paradise was at my shoulder. I didn't know. | 0:59:42 | 0:59:46 | |
You didn't know your own right hand, Maffi? | 0:59:47 | 0:59:52 | |
And you shall sit at my left. | 0:59:52 | 0:59:54 | |
-A good omen of our night of nights. -Night of nights? | 0:59:54 | 0:59:58 | |
On such a night I am proud to be your satellite, planet of the East. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:05 | |
Is my friend marking the small glories of Daibour, so poor compared to Deryabar? | 1:00:05 | 1:00:12 | |
How often have I seen that baggala searching the world's ports seeking the son of the King of Deryabar? | 1:00:12 | 1:00:19 | |
-Now we've all found each other. -And the treasure of friendliness. | 1:00:19 | 1:00:24 | |
Any treasure of my palace is yours. | 1:00:24 | 1:00:27 | |
Which one? | 1:00:29 | 1:00:31 | |
That one. | 1:01:13 | 1:01:15 | |
She's yours, Ahmed. | 1:01:18 | 1:01:21 | |
Ah, giving does give joy to the giver. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:30 | |
Sharing makes brothers of us all. | 1:01:38 | 1:01:41 | |
Truly so. How can I ever repay the memories of this visit? | 1:01:41 | 1:01:47 | |
Simple - I shall visit you. I'll accompany you to Deryabar. | 1:01:47 | 1:01:51 | |
-My voyaging would take you too far. -Friendship has no horizons. | 1:01:51 | 1:01:56 | |
There stood I, in the marble hall of the infamous giant of Gomari. | 1:02:13 | 1:02:18 | |
Having examined me, and finding me so lean I was scarce worth devouring, he set a feast for me. | 1:02:18 | 1:02:25 | |
His retainers stood poised about me. | 1:02:25 | 1:02:28 | |
The feast was pleasant enough, and the monster's favourite ourie warmed me with languishing looks. | 1:02:28 | 1:02:35 | |
She had saved me from the sword. | 1:02:35 | 1:02:38 | |
Her very love for me swelled my confidence. Oh, what a love! | 1:02:38 | 1:02:44 | |
What a liar! | 1:02:47 | 1:02:49 | |
Precious one, our guest. | 1:02:49 | 1:02:52 | |
Verily, my predicament seemed helpless... | 1:02:52 | 1:02:55 | |
until I remembered magic taught to me by Aladdin. | 1:02:55 | 1:02:59 | |
What a man was Aladdin - the charlatan of Cathay! | 1:02:59 | 1:03:04 | |
And how magical is magic when its believers have slow wit? | 1:03:04 | 1:03:09 | |
Your indulgence, Highness. | 1:03:10 | 1:03:13 | |
A rose... | 1:03:15 | 1:03:17 | |
A rose for the rose of Baghdad. | 1:03:21 | 1:03:24 | |
But what of your escape from the flesh-eating giant? | 1:03:30 | 1:03:34 | |
I'm about to show you, O Mighty. | 1:03:34 | 1:03:37 | |
I shall attempt to make her disappear into the portals of my heart. | 1:03:39 | 1:03:45 | |
Watch closely, for you might be interested in my legerdemain which confounded the bloodthirsty one. | 1:03:45 | 1:03:54 | |
Now, this lamp is indeed not unlike the one used by Aladdin. | 1:03:56 | 1:04:01 | |
Aladdin claimed great powers were in his lamp... HIS lamp! Any lamp will do as well as his lamp. | 1:04:01 | 1:04:08 | |
The rubbing of the hand on the bronze, sheer fakery. | 1:04:08 | 1:04:12 | |
No, his secret was to blow upon the lamp thus... | 1:04:12 | 1:04:16 | |
Once... | 1:04:19 | 1:04:21 | |
Twice... | 1:04:22 | 1:04:24 | |
Thrice... | 1:04:25 | 1:04:28 | |
Stop, stop, enough of this magic! | 1:04:46 | 1:04:49 | |
..Where is he? | 1:04:49 | 1:04:52 | |
Where is she?! | 1:04:54 | 1:04:56 | |
You tortoise heads! I'll have you quartered! | 1:04:56 | 1:05:00 | |
-Where is she?! -I thought I had him spitted on my qatar... | 1:05:00 | 1:05:05 | |
but I lost my qatar. Mine too. Your Highness, look! | 1:05:05 | 1:05:09 | |
A magician, but no crystal gazer. Double the guard at the gates and walls. | 1:05:13 | 1:05:19 | |
Help! Allah! Allah! | 1:05:52 | 1:05:55 | |
MUEZZIN CHANTS | 1:05:56 | 1:05:59 | |
We can thank Yusuf for teaching them their devotion. | 1:06:47 | 1:06:52 | |
Yusuf, may the Prophet bless you. Oh, I'm growing fond of this crew. | 1:06:52 | 1:06:57 | |
- Where to, Captain? -Take the wind and go! Tend your sheets! | 1:06:57 | 1:07:02 | |
Thank Allah the monsoons are willing. | 1:07:08 | 1:07:10 | |
Yes, in the eighth month the winds are willing. | 1:07:10 | 1:07:15 | |
That's the inscription on this medallion. | 1:07:15 | 1:07:19 | |
..This IS the eighth month! | 1:07:19 | 1:07:22 | |
Look! The wind takes us toward that bright star. | 1:07:22 | 1:07:26 | |
And the star's on the medallion too. | 1:07:26 | 1:07:29 | |
Safely embarked? | 1:07:37 | 1:07:40 | |
-Your head is all band... -Perhaps the thumping it received may stimulate its worthless content. | 1:07:40 | 1:07:48 | |
-Debauchery, I might have known. -No, I was trying to serve my prince. | 1:07:48 | 1:07:53 | |
I took myself to the house of Hassan, the most famous of chartmakers, | 1:07:53 | 1:07:58 | |
hoping to find record of your ship's chart. It's said Jamal stole it. | 1:07:58 | 1:08:04 | |
-Well, SOMEONE stole it the night of the salvage. -How well I know it. | 1:08:04 | 1:08:09 | |
-Just after you left the ship in Daibour, I saw it. -You saw what?! | 1:08:09 | 1:08:14 | |
With my own eyes, into Hassan's, I saw enter a tall man, | 1:08:14 | 1:08:19 | |
face hooded by his headdress, | 1:08:19 | 1:08:22 | |
a qatar - the brother of the blade you wear - dangling from his cloak. | 1:08:22 | 1:08:28 | |
-You saw Jamal?! -He remained a man without a face. | 1:08:28 | 1:08:32 | |
My own face, I must relate, | 1:08:32 | 1:08:35 | |
was thrust moon-like through the lattice, gazing at the chart. | 1:08:35 | 1:08:40 | |
Upon that chart, Jamal's qatar was tracing a line from Daibour to Deryabar. | 1:08:40 | 1:08:47 | |
You saw the chart! What did you see?! | 1:08:47 | 1:08:51 | |
The lattice did fit my neck too snug and held it there. | 1:08:51 | 1:08:55 | |
Blows of cudgels rained upon this aching promontory. | 1:08:55 | 1:09:00 | |
I wear a crown of great red lumps, dedicated to loyalty. | 1:09:00 | 1:09:06 | |
-You couldn't have remembered the chart. -I looked. I'll set a course. | 1:09:06 | 1:09:11 | |
-No, I have a better open sesame to Deryabar. -What is it? | 1:09:11 | 1:09:16 | |
-The sweetest sweetmeat of the Emir of Daibour. -No! | 1:09:16 | 1:09:21 | |
-Where is she? -In my cabin. | 1:09:21 | 1:09:24 | |
No! No, my prince! | 1:09:24 | 1:09:28 | |
You've ordained the death of our ship. | 1:09:29 | 1:09:33 | |
Don't lock that door! | 1:09:36 | 1:09:39 | |
I won't be caged! I should have put it through your heart. | 1:09:39 | 1:09:44 | |
Truly, you could. | 1:09:51 | 1:09:54 | |
But you wouldn't, would you? | 1:10:00 | 1:10:03 | |
-You wouldn't harm your prince. -The Emir will attend to that. | 1:10:04 | 1:10:08 | |
Don't be confident of your future. | 1:10:08 | 1:10:11 | |
Gently! I brought you here merely to share a mountain of gold. | 1:10:11 | 1:10:17 | |
-W-What? -A mountain of gold. | 1:10:17 | 1:10:21 | |
Well...! | 1:10:21 | 1:10:24 | |
You didn't have to wrap me like a mummy, did you? | 1:10:25 | 1:10:30 | |
I could have cried out when you took me, but I didn't. Did I? | 1:10:30 | 1:10:35 | |
No, you didn't. I've marked that in gratitude. | 1:10:35 | 1:10:40 | |
With the precision of Euclid, I shall bisect the isle of Deryabar. | 1:10:40 | 1:10:45 | |
One half shall be yours, merely for the simple answering of a question. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:50 | |
Where is Deryabar? | 1:10:54 | 1:10:57 | |
-Where is it? -Not to a needle point, but broadly where? -Don't you know? | 1:10:57 | 1:11:02 | |
If I did, would I be asking you? | 1:11:02 | 1:11:05 | |
-Where is Deryabar?! -How could I know? -From the Emir of Daibour. | 1:11:05 | 1:11:10 | |
Out with it! | 1:11:10 | 1:11:13 | |
How could he know? He hoped to learn from you. | 1:11:13 | 1:11:17 | |
He supposed your ship had the chart. | 1:11:17 | 1:11:20 | |
For years his pirate galleys have been plundering the Indies. | 1:11:20 | 1:11:25 | |
The greatest prize he failed to find. | 1:11:25 | 1:11:28 | |
It's why he sent me to bid for the baggala and why it was followed and why he spared you in Daibour. | 1:11:28 | 1:11:35 | |
-He supposed you knew the way to Deryabar. -No! | 1:11:35 | 1:11:40 | |
And what are you? A monumental fraud! | 1:11:40 | 1:11:44 | |
Verily, verily. | 1:11:44 | 1:11:46 | |
I'm only a sailor named Sinbad. | 1:11:46 | 1:11:50 | |
Sinbad?! | 1:11:50 | 1:11:53 | |
There's no Sinbad but Sinbad the Sailor. | 1:11:53 | 1:11:57 | |
You, Sinbad?! | 1:11:57 | 1:12:00 | |
Oh, what wondrous tales I've heard of him. | 1:12:00 | 1:12:04 | |
Even in my Kurdish hills the travellers spoke of Sinbad. | 1:12:04 | 1:12:09 | |
Yes, long before I ever knew of Prince Ahmed, I knew all the stories of Sinbad the Sailor. | 1:12:09 | 1:12:16 | |
Island. | 1:12:16 | 1:12:19 | |
A mountain crowned with the star of the south. | 1:12:19 | 1:12:23 | |
That would be the island of Deryabar. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:30 | |
-Sinbad... -Sinbad... | 1:12:30 | 1:12:33 | |
What if all his life he'd worn a chart about his neck? | 1:12:33 | 1:12:38 | |
What if this little bit of ancient gold were in itself enough, | 1:12:38 | 1:12:43 | |
were in itself a chart to Deryabar? | 1:12:43 | 1:12:46 | |
What if there never was a Deryabar? What if you meant it when you said you wanted nothing of treasure? | 1:12:46 | 1:12:54 | |
What if you were truly the shining spirit of the tales? | 1:12:54 | 1:12:58 | |
What if Allah had never let men say this is gold and that is treasure, we are poor and we must seek? | 1:12:58 | 1:13:05 | |
What if the things that make men's lives were not just beyond the rim of the sea? | 1:13:05 | 1:13:11 | |
-There'd have been more happy living. -Allah never spoke such a law. | 1:13:11 | 1:13:16 | |
You and I aren't bound by the schemes of men. | 1:13:16 | 1:13:20 | |
-Fasten the chain. -Put it away. It can be your death. Let any have Deryabar who can find Deryabar. | 1:13:20 | 1:13:27 | |
Put back the chain! | 1:13:27 | 1:13:30 | |
So you made no cry when I took you? What a game you play with your Emir. | 1:13:34 | 1:13:39 | |
-Me chasing moonbeams while he wears the key to Deryabar! -I forgot... -Really, my golden pigeon. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:46 | |
The way you draped yourself on his divan, you were crowding him. | 1:13:46 | 1:13:51 | |
I pitied his future... | 1:13:51 | 1:13:54 | |
yet his present I envied. | 1:13:54 | 1:13:57 | |
So I threw the dice. How much I won I'm not quite sure. | 1:13:57 | 1:14:02 | |
I wonder. If I put you on the scales, measured delicately against the price I paid for this ship, | 1:14:02 | 1:14:10 | |
would you go up or down? | 1:14:10 | 1:14:13 | |
Money groveller! | 1:14:13 | 1:14:16 | |
Let me go. Open that door. | 1:14:30 | 1:14:33 | |
It isn't locked. | 1:14:35 | 1:14:38 | |
It isn't? | 1:14:46 | 1:14:49 | |
You knew it. | 1:14:50 | 1:14:52 | |
Wait! Wait! Save the Greek fire. | 1:15:53 | 1:15:57 | |
I want live captives. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:09 | |
Steer for the fog! | 1:16:13 | 1:16:16 | |
-Faster on the oars. -Faster on the oars! Faster on the oars! | 1:16:32 | 1:16:37 | |
-With a bow and arrow you hope to sink a war ship? -No, master. Only to sink their steersman. | 1:17:43 | 1:17:50 | |
One little delay of the dromond and we'll be safe in the fog. Heaven make me a success. | 1:17:50 | 1:17:56 | |
-How did you do it? -By aiming at everybody but the steersman. | 1:18:04 | 1:18:09 | |
Oars! | 1:18:14 | 1:18:16 | |
Steady as she goes. | 1:18:16 | 1:18:19 | |
No-one can always be a failure, Prince Ahmed. I saw the chart. | 1:18:35 | 1:18:39 | |
-I knew that female would bring us trouble. Will you listen to me now? -What choice have I? -I'll set course. | 1:18:39 | 1:18:47 | |
Watch the crew. Any man who signals the dromond is a fish's dinner. | 1:18:47 | 1:18:52 | |
-Or any woman. -Let her be doubly watched. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:56 | |
Allah, bless our secret emissary. | 1:19:06 | 1:19:09 | |
Captain! | 1:19:20 | 1:19:22 | |
-So you brought them to us? -Sinbad! | 1:19:30 | 1:19:33 | |
Galley snake. | 1:19:52 | 1:19:56 | |
They're a poor catch. No others worth keeping? | 1:20:29 | 1:20:33 | |
Only those chosen by His Highness. | 1:20:33 | 1:20:36 | |
You've pulled the oars before. | 1:20:47 | 1:20:49 | |
You won't escape the chains. We forge them strong on this vessel. | 1:20:49 | 1:20:55 | |
Throw him overboard! | 1:20:55 | 1:20:58 | |
I'm glad you disarmed the magician. He has a talent for the unexpected. | 1:21:12 | 1:21:17 | |
There's ample time to dissect all faces - the gardener and his rose. | 1:21:17 | 1:21:23 | |
-Where's the baggala's chart and his medallion? -Does Maffi still expect his right hand to serve him? | 1:21:24 | 1:21:32 | |
-He's cut it off. -A loss which will bring more pain to you than to the Emir of Daibour. | 1:21:32 | 1:21:38 | |
Unless I can prove that for you I let him take me from the palace. | 1:21:38 | 1:21:43 | |
Why do you suppose I took the risk? To open the heavens for a stranger or to find the isle for you? | 1:21:43 | 1:21:51 | |
-Perhaps you can produce the chart. -The baggala had no chart. Ahmed knows nothing of the course. | 1:21:51 | 1:21:58 | |
-What? -But they say you have a captive, a barber, who claims to know the way. | 1:21:58 | 1:22:06 | |
Ah, if you could only wear the true medallion of Alexander, | 1:22:06 | 1:22:11 | |
the King of Deryabar would reveal his hidden vaults to you, his charming long-lost son. | 1:22:11 | 1:22:20 | |
You prove nothing which hasn't occurred to me. | 1:22:20 | 1:22:25 | |
Don't I, Maffi? | 1:22:27 | 1:22:29 | |
Wear the medallion. | 1:22:35 | 1:22:37 | |
Your cleverness, your beauty, still serve me well. | 1:22:40 | 1:22:45 | |
-But your heart... -Do I have a heart, Maffi? | 1:22:48 | 1:22:52 | |
Well...perhaps a little one. | 1:22:53 | 1:22:56 | |
The Prince Ahmed can be of no further consequence to us now. Put him ashore at the first landfall. | 1:22:56 | 1:23:04 | |
-Why not give him to the bottom of the sea? -I despise him, Maffi, isn't that enough? -I don't know. | 1:23:04 | 1:23:11 | |
I don't know. | 1:23:11 | 1:23:13 | |
Perhaps I'll find a method of knowing. | 1:23:16 | 1:23:20 | |
Until that moment...you are still the moon in the sky of Indus. | 1:23:20 | 1:23:26 | |
This moon would cost you more than you possess. | 1:23:26 | 1:23:31 | |
I'll have you jailed! Heel! | 1:23:42 | 1:23:46 | |
< Unclean dogs! Bullies! | 1:23:46 | 1:23:49 | |
< Aghhh! | 1:23:49 | 1:23:51 | |
Ahhh! Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! | 1:23:51 | 1:23:55 | |
Aghhh! | 1:23:55 | 1:23:57 | |
Your Highness, he swore he knew the way to Deryabar, but gives no course, lying to save himself from the oars. | 1:23:57 | 1:24:05 | |
Light of Daibour, I know the course, but can't see it from this position. | 1:24:05 | 1:24:10 | |
-Down with his heels. -Oh! | 1:24:10 | 1:24:14 | |
I doubt if that clod knows anything. | 1:24:14 | 1:24:17 | |
Sufficient, my posturing peafowl, to addle your thick pate. | 1:24:17 | 1:24:22 | |
Maggot dreaming of power. | 1:24:22 | 1:24:25 | |
From a thousand tiny islands, all of a contour, can you select the exact isle? | 1:24:25 | 1:24:32 | |
Where is it? East, west, north, south? | 1:24:32 | 1:24:37 | |
As close as you think or as far as you suppose? | 1:24:37 | 1:24:41 | |
You'll never find Deryabar without the help of Prince Ahmed and myself. | 1:24:41 | 1:24:46 | |
Bring him to me. | 1:24:46 | 1:24:49 | |
-I invest you Grand Vizier of the Kingdom of Deryabar. -Bestow honours lightly, Ahmed. You no longer exist. | 1:24:54 | 1:25:02 | |
To the palace of your father there shall come a new Prince Ahmed. | 1:25:02 | 1:25:07 | |
Shireen... | 1:25:10 | 1:25:12 | |
I felicitate His Highness on the devotion of his women. | 1:25:14 | 1:25:19 | |
I shall reward her in proportion to her devotion. You, dear martyr, can help me determine it. | 1:25:19 | 1:25:26 | |
Martyr? ..Let's not glorify me, Highness. | 1:25:26 | 1:25:30 | |
Have more admiration for yourself. Your passing shall have the quality of courage - painful and slow. | 1:25:30 | 1:25:38 | |
The woman of ambition shall be offered half of Deryabar, but she must sit in judgment of herself. | 1:25:38 | 1:25:44 | |
-Will her secret heart defeat her as she watches you being tortured? -No! For a danek she'd sell me to Satan. | 1:25:44 | 1:25:51 | |
And you'd split your tongue trying to be the Prince of Deryabar. | 1:25:51 | 1:25:56 | |
Can you name the day that medallion was put upon me by my father? | 1:25:56 | 1:26:01 | |
Can you name the father's father of my father's father? | 1:26:01 | 1:26:05 | |
Can you recall the hundred ancestors of my mother? | 1:26:05 | 1:26:10 | |
-Have you a scar beneath your 13th rib? -No... -But you SHALL have one! | 1:26:10 | 1:26:15 | |
Don't move or the Light of Daibour goes out! | 1:26:15 | 1:26:19 | |
-The medallion. -You let him remained armed! -No weapon was seen upon him! | 1:26:19 | 1:26:25 | |
The medallion. | 1:26:25 | 1:26:28 | |
-Where did you get this qatar? -From him, master. | 1:26:41 | 1:26:46 | |
Jamal?! | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
Jamal! | 1:26:56 | 1:26:59 | |
Yes. Jamal. Your partner, gentlemen, whether you wish it or not. | 1:27:04 | 1:27:10 | |
This deception is no longer necessary. | 1:27:12 | 1:27:16 | |
Yes, I poisoned the baggala's waterskins to take the chart. | 1:27:16 | 1:27:21 | |
Now there is no chart... except here. | 1:27:21 | 1:27:25 | |
-Beast of the world! -Is your cloth so white, butcher of Daibour? | 1:27:25 | 1:27:30 | |
What does it matter? Never did three enemies need each other more. | 1:27:30 | 1:27:35 | |
You have a ship. I have knowledge. | 1:27:35 | 1:27:39 | |
But the finding of Deryabar is not the taking of a wise man's treasure. | 1:27:39 | 1:27:44 | |
Only to his son will the Aga speak of secret places. | 1:27:44 | 1:27:50 | |
Yea, I too was tempted to destroy everything that competed with me for the wealth of empires. | 1:27:50 | 1:27:58 | |
Prince Ahmed as well as yourself. In the Basra garden I struck at him, | 1:27:58 | 1:28:03 | |
and yet on a latter day, when my razor could have had his throat, | 1:28:03 | 1:28:08 | |
a higher wisdom stopped me. | 1:28:08 | 1:28:11 | |
There are many mysteries yet to be unfolded... | 1:28:11 | 1:28:15 | |
by me. | 1:28:15 | 1:28:17 | |
Wisely done, my cherished partner. Preserve him kindly. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:27 | |
Of course, while there is mutual need. | 1:28:27 | 1:28:30 | |
Of course. | 1:28:30 | 1:28:33 | |
Hassan, the chartmaker, and all the wise men of the East have given me much good counsel. | 1:28:36 | 1:28:43 | |
Beware the deadly currents. Do not anchor too close to that island. | 1:28:43 | 1:28:48 | |
-What island? -What isle? | 1:28:48 | 1:28:51 | |
Deryabar. | 1:28:54 | 1:28:56 | |
(Deryabar.) | 1:29:00 | 1:29:02 | |
When the dromond pays a visit, it's a fine day for the coffin makers. | 1:29:18 | 1:29:23 | |
-What of your father? -What of him? | 1:29:23 | 1:29:25 | |
Should I care for one who set me adrift? His gold and I love each other. Don't try to separate us. | 1:29:25 | 1:29:33 | |
Whoever called this dead land a kingdom? | 1:30:02 | 1:30:07 | |
The palace of Alexander! | 1:30:07 | 1:30:09 | |
The palace of Alexander. A fine tomb for father and son. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:28 | |
But first let it give up its secret. | 1:30:28 | 1:30:30 | |
Queen? Queen of THIS? | 1:31:03 | 1:31:06 | |
-Queen of vacant splendour. -We're a thousand years too late. | 1:31:06 | 1:31:11 | |
< Welcome! | 1:31:24 | 1:31:26 | |
-Aga of Deryabar? -So it appears. | 1:31:44 | 1:31:47 | |
Pharaoh of an empty nowhere. | 1:31:47 | 1:31:50 | |
Oh, king of legend, fabled monarch of the age, | 1:31:54 | 1:31:58 | |
planet of the southern sky, your son has come at last into the glory of your court. | 1:31:58 | 1:32:04 | |
My son? | 1:32:05 | 1:32:07 | |
Ahmed - your son. Does your memory fail? | 1:32:07 | 1:32:11 | |
Memory has been my life. | 1:32:11 | 1:32:14 | |
Memory and hope. | 1:32:16 | 1:32:19 | |
The true medallion. | 1:32:24 | 1:32:27 | |
It is my hope you ARE my son. | 1:32:27 | 1:32:30 | |
In time, we'll know...we'll know in what spirit you have come to me. | 1:32:30 | 1:32:36 | |
A good son, dear Aga. Often has he spoken his affection for you. | 1:32:36 | 1:32:41 | |
In your absence I've been a second father to him, a sharer of distress. | 1:32:41 | 1:32:46 | |
The baggala foundered. We were rescued by this great lord of the north. | 1:32:46 | 1:32:53 | |
Blessed be the winds that coursed you to Deryabar. | 1:32:54 | 1:32:59 | |
My house is yours. My house and all that it contains. | 1:32:59 | 1:33:04 | |
-Either my father is most generous or speaks the language of parables. -You have much to learn of languages. | 1:33:04 | 1:33:12 | |
Then, dear Aga, why not instruct him in the alphas and omegas of golden secrets? | 1:33:12 | 1:33:19 | |
That he'll understand in any tongue. | 1:33:19 | 1:33:22 | |
-Very well. I shall tell all I know... -Hold! | 1:33:22 | 1:33:26 | |
-Perhaps you would prefer sharing your secret only with your blood and kin...ALONE. -And why? | 1:33:26 | 1:33:33 | |
They will not understand me, | 1:33:33 | 1:33:36 | |
nor will you, if I say that all treasure lies... | 1:33:36 | 1:33:40 | |
here. | 1:33:40 | 1:33:42 | |
Or here. | 1:33:42 | 1:33:44 | |
Or in the blue sea or in the green land. | 1:33:46 | 1:33:50 | |
Or in a pair of bright eyes. | 1:33:52 | 1:33:54 | |
A tender traveller, dear Aga, rescued from pirates by your son. | 1:33:54 | 1:33:59 | |
We thought to find refuge for her here. | 1:33:59 | 1:34:03 | |
A good refuge. I have found it so. | 1:34:03 | 1:34:06 | |
Marauders come ashore from time to time, but their ships die sleeping, lost in the currents. | 1:34:06 | 1:34:13 | |
And they, too, eventually die... fighting each other. | 1:34:13 | 1:34:18 | |
-My father is a prophet. -It needs no oracle to say what men will do for gold. | 1:34:18 | 1:34:24 | |
I have known well, ever since the day I found in an ancient chest the chart and medallion of Alexander. | 1:34:24 | 1:34:32 | |
Oh, how the word of my discovery spread. | 1:34:32 | 1:34:36 | |
My son perhaps cannot remember how, his small hand in mine, | 1:34:36 | 1:34:40 | |
we fled the shadowy hands that would have seized him. | 1:34:40 | 1:34:45 | |
How well they knew no secret could I keep if my son's life fell into their hands. | 1:34:45 | 1:34:52 | |
Well, death was no stranger to me. I killed to save my son. | 1:34:52 | 1:34:57 | |
I wonder - would your son do as much for you? | 1:34:57 | 1:35:02 | |
I believe he would. | 1:35:02 | 1:35:05 | |
In those days I led him by the hand. Now his strong hand shall lead me. | 1:35:08 | 1:35:14 | |
Long, long ago, and for his own salvation, | 1:35:14 | 1:35:18 | |
I hid him with my friends of the trading ships while I followed the chart's course to Deryabar | 1:35:18 | 1:35:25 | |
-and lost my ship in that graveyard cove. -What did you find here? -Love for lost happiness. | 1:35:25 | 1:35:32 | |
Happiness that was so good, so free, so simple, I didn't know I had it. | 1:35:32 | 1:35:37 | |
And I found hate for the legend of wealth, that monstrous sword that would not let me walk in the world. | 1:35:37 | 1:35:45 | |
Yet I found also its secret to be my best defence. | 1:35:45 | 1:35:49 | |
Without me, there is no secret. | 1:35:49 | 1:35:52 | |
A noble attitude, but the language of evasion. | 1:35:52 | 1:35:56 | |
There is gold here... Gold! | 1:35:56 | 1:35:59 | |
Only gold could have built a baggala. | 1:35:59 | 1:36:03 | |
Oh, my inquisitive elephant. | 1:36:03 | 1:36:05 | |
Did you suppose I built that floating vanity? | 1:36:05 | 1:36:09 | |
Of all the vultures that descended on Deryabar, she was the crowning imposture. | 1:36:09 | 1:36:16 | |
Her master claimed to be my son. My shipwrecked crew seized the baggala and set out to find the true Ahmed. | 1:36:16 | 1:36:23 | |
-Are you sure you won't regret your quest? -Why do you ask? -Because... | 1:36:23 | 1:36:29 | |
-Because as his father you will tell him your secret and the moment you... -Silence! -Yes. Silence! | 1:36:33 | 1:36:40 | |
And you value my son more than what you might take from Deryabar? | 1:36:40 | 1:36:46 | |
Yes. Oh, yes! | 1:36:48 | 1:36:50 | |
I tried to tell him. I took the medallion to keep him from here. | 1:36:50 | 1:36:55 | |
-She knows not what she speaks. -I... -..Your existence is on trial! -Yes. | 1:36:55 | 1:37:00 | |
Ahmed, how little you understand of treasure. | 1:37:00 | 1:37:04 | |
Think carefully. You're condemning yourself. | 1:37:09 | 1:37:14 | |
-And for what?! For him who wouldn't let a dinar fall for the sake of his father. -What was it you said? | 1:37:14 | 1:37:21 | |
No secret could you keep if your son fell into the shadowy hands... | 1:37:21 | 1:37:26 | |
-Behold the hand of Daibour. -Tell us the place of gold, miser, if you cherish your son. | 1:37:27 | 1:37:34 | |
Yes... Yes, of course I'll tell you. | 1:37:36 | 1:37:39 | |
-Speak, then! -It is... -Hold, Aga! Speak not for me. | 1:37:39 | 1:37:45 | |
I am not your son. | 1:37:45 | 1:37:47 | |
-What? -The medallion. | 1:37:49 | 1:37:52 | |
I bought it in a bazaar no longer than a year ago. I'm the biggest fraud in the Islamic world. | 1:37:54 | 1:38:01 | |
I'm Sinbad the Sailor! | 1:38:02 | 1:38:05 | |
Sinbad... | 1:38:08 | 1:38:10 | |
Oh, you ARE Sinbad. | 1:38:10 | 1:38:13 | |
-Oh, yes, burning bright. You've undermined my good, strong, worthless character. -A happy martyr. | 1:38:13 | 1:38:19 | |
Martyr again. Oh-ho, and who shall be the martyrs this time? Jamal, Maffi of Daibour or Sinbad? | 1:38:19 | 1:38:27 | |
Not three, but one, was destined to survive. | 1:38:27 | 1:38:31 | |
You stand condemned, both of you. | 1:38:31 | 1:38:34 | |
-What power do you imagine you have? -Magic. ..Remember, Maffi? | 1:38:34 | 1:38:39 | |
Yes, magic. Magic to pull a serpent's poisoned fang. | 1:38:39 | 1:38:44 | |
Wait! | 1:38:46 | 1:38:48 | |
-Look you, Maffi, the poison he intended for you. -What?! | 1:38:51 | 1:38:56 | |
Hear me, Highness, there's a certain magic in memories. | 1:38:56 | 1:39:01 | |
Did he not tell us he poisoned the water of the baggala? | 1:39:01 | 1:39:06 | |
-Your ship's water would have become deadened. -What is in here? -Nothing harmful. | 1:39:06 | 1:39:12 | |
-The proof is in the testing. -Absurd. An essence of flowers of Samarkand. | 1:39:12 | 1:39:18 | |
Flowers of Samarkand. | 1:39:27 | 1:39:30 | |
Then drink and dream of jasmine and hyacinth. Or do you prefer some nightmares on the rack? | 1:39:32 | 1:39:40 | |
A rather happy blending of the vintage. | 1:40:02 | 1:40:05 | |
Harmless, tasty... > | 1:40:07 | 1:40:10 | |
When I was a somewhat deplorable seller of wines | 1:40:10 | 1:40:14 | |
I could have made a handsome thing of this. | 1:40:14 | 1:40:18 | |
I've always been a disappointment, to others as well as myself. | 1:40:25 | 1:40:30 | |
When I was chief taster to the Khan of Bohara, | 1:40:30 | 1:40:36 | |
he expired from a cup...which had only made me...riotously giddy. | 1:40:36 | 1:40:44 | |
Magician(!) Faker of the age. Do you imagine we cannot open the Aga's mouth without you? | 1:40:47 | 1:40:55 | |
-A prize for the men of my ship! -Maffi! -Take her from my sight. | 1:40:55 | 1:41:00 | |
Let her go, when it pleases you, to the richest bidder in Daibour's Street of the Lepers. | 1:41:00 | 1:41:06 | |
You'd sell your own pet, Maffi?! | 1:41:06 | 1:41:09 | |
Fools! Do you suppose you can keep them apart, the two who found the truth of treasure? | 1:41:10 | 1:41:17 | |
No, no. The truth shall sweep you asunder. | 1:41:17 | 1:41:22 | |
You've earned the fate of all who've touched what you call the wealth of Deryabar. | 1:41:22 | 1:41:29 | |
Take it! Seal your destinies. Press your hand upon the lotus petal | 1:41:29 | 1:41:33 | |
and you'll see your treasure overflowing from the vaults below. | 1:41:33 | 1:41:38 | |
Go! | 1:41:38 | 1:41:39 | |
Oh... | 1:41:41 | 1:41:42 | |
Ah! | 1:42:21 | 1:42:23 | |
Go, find her, my son. | 1:42:53 | 1:42:56 | |
-Your son? -My good son. | 1:42:56 | 1:42:59 | |
Go. | 1:42:59 | 1:43:00 | |
Master, he vanished before my very eyes! | 1:43:10 | 1:43:14 | |
Your magician has escaped, Maffi? | 1:43:16 | 1:43:19 | |
My plan is not affected, Jamal, the plan I had from the beginning - | 1:43:19 | 1:43:23 | |
to give both my partners a bright, departing glory. | 1:43:23 | 1:43:28 | |
Nothing living shall remain on this island! | 1:43:28 | 1:43:32 | |
-Bodum, when the boats are lowered, prepare the fire of the Greeks. -Sir. | 1:43:32 | 1:43:38 | |
I'll need argosies from Daibour to bring the gold! | 1:43:38 | 1:43:42 | |
Beneath the stones of Deryabar they'll find it. | 1:43:43 | 1:43:48 | |
Hurry! We must catch the tide. | 1:44:00 | 1:44:03 | |
Ah, it was a brave life. | 1:44:03 | 1:44:07 | |
I shouldn't feel too secure if I were you, not while that Sinbad skims the shadows. | 1:44:07 | 1:44:13 | |
Yes...I did intend to poison your dromond's water. | 1:44:19 | 1:44:25 | |
So, true it was that only one out of three could survive. | 1:44:25 | 1:44:30 | |
But in no way could you hurt me greatly. | 1:44:30 | 1:44:34 | |
With nothing more to seek, possessions could become quite dreary. | 1:44:34 | 1:44:40 | |
The quest of a lifetime...I won it. | 1:44:42 | 1:44:46 | |
The wealth of the Earth...I found it. | 1:44:48 | 1:44:53 | |
No...I was not a failure. | 1:44:56 | 1:45:00 | |
He's dead! | 1:45:10 | 1:45:13 | |
ECHOES: He's dead! He's dead! Dead! | 1:45:13 | 1:45:19 | |
Dead! | 1:45:22 | 1:45:24 | |
Dead... | 1:45:25 | 1:45:27 | |
Our prize! | 1:45:35 | 1:45:37 | |
His Highness grows generous. Take her below. | 1:45:37 | 1:45:42 | |
Sinbad! | 1:46:04 | 1:46:06 | |
What? Sinbad! Sinbad! | 1:46:06 | 1:46:09 | |
Sinbad! | 1:46:09 | 1:46:11 | |
-The dromond's lantern signalled danger. The flame went out. -Danger? The oil burns low. | 1:47:25 | 1:47:31 | |
I've often thought a loose chain, a broken lock... Galley slaves feel no endearment. | 1:47:31 | 1:47:37 | |
Who craves for the friendship of oxen? With these professionals I could take any vessel. | 1:47:37 | 1:47:44 | |
Now I can soon take anything - the caliphate, kingdoms of the Hindi, China, the power of the world. | 1:47:44 | 1:47:52 | |
What is there left to stand between us? | 1:47:52 | 1:47:56 | |
Well, the Emir found his dream. | 1:48:00 | 1:48:03 | |
Soon he'll come aboard and we'll cover the island with the fire of the Greeks. | 1:48:04 | 1:48:11 | |
Praise be to the Prophet, his palm stops itching. At last a night of rest. | 1:48:11 | 1:48:17 | |
Sinbad! Sinbad! | 1:48:26 | 1:48:29 | |
Sinbad! Sinbad! Do you suppose he is on the dromond? | 1:48:29 | 1:48:33 | |
Impossible. He was quite a foolish little mortal after all. | 1:48:33 | 1:48:38 | |
I'll burn him with all that still exists on Deryabar. How did he say it? "One quick, blinding blow." | 1:48:38 | 1:48:45 | |
-They're firing at us! -Then put some distance between us. ..About! Back with the oars! | 1:49:05 | 1:49:12 | |
Loyalty! Loyalty! I couldn't even buy it! | 1:49:36 | 1:49:41 | |
Cowardly filth! Oh, get out! | 1:49:41 | 1:49:44 | |
You'll face Allah when you're dead! | 1:49:44 | 1:49:47 | |
Mark it with care, Muallin, you're measuring your own future. | 1:49:47 | 1:49:52 | |
I'm only a mercenary, but you'll find me a good one. | 1:49:52 | 1:49:56 | |
Break! | 1:49:59 | 1:50:01 | |
Ahhhhh! | 1:50:13 | 1:50:16 | |
-Believers, doubters, brothers of Basra, know ye the truth by the fruits that ye see. -Good Sinbad. | 1:50:21 | 1:50:29 | |
-Never again will I call him Torturer of the Truth. -Such sudden love! Take all you will. | 1:50:29 | 1:50:35 | |
Bah, you melon-heads! Why do you think I told you this tale? | 1:50:37 | 1:50:42 | |
From all the others you learn nothing! I'd hoped to teach you the worthlessness of what men fight for. | 1:50:42 | 1:50:49 | |
-Worthless? -Worthless as these grains of sand. | 1:50:49 | 1:50:53 | |
Worthless? | 1:50:55 | 1:50:56 | |
-Thank Allah I'm sailing home to Deryabar. -Sinbad, my friend! Sinbad! Where is Deryabar? | 1:51:01 | 1:51:08 | |
It's here...and here... | 1:51:08 | 1:51:10 | |
..and here. | 1:51:12 | 1:51:15 | |
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