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[ Narrator ] OUT OF THE LAND OF EGYPT...
HAVE COME MANY TALES OF ANCIENT TIMES.
DURING THE CENTURIES THAT HAVE PASSED,
THE SPINNING WHEEL OF THE AGES HAS MINGLED TRUTH WITH FANTASY,
UNTIL IT IS HARD TO SAY WHERE TRUTH LEAVES OFF...
AND "FANCY" BEGINS.
YET ALL OF THESE STORIES MIGHT HAVE HAPPENED,
FOR THEY TELL OF PEOPLE WHOSE AMBITIONS, HATES AND LOVES...
WERE NO DIFFERENT THAN OUR OWN.
WE TELL THE STORY OF A GIRL, NAILA, WHO WAS A QUEEN...
AND LIVED IN THE ROYAL CITY OF KHEMMIS...
ON THE BANKS OF THE RIVER NILE.
WHY IS EVERYONE RUNNING TOWARD THE WINE SHOP ?
I THINK THEY HAVE A NEW DANCING GIRL.
COME ON. LET'S WATCH HER.
NO, NO, NO. SUCH DISTRACTIONS ARE NOT GOOD FOR A MAN,
ESPECIALLY WHEN HE HAS A WIFE THREE TIMES HIS OWN SIZE.
HOW IS IT THAT YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE,
ARE NOT GAZING ON THE LOVELY FEMALE DOWN AT THE WINE SHOP ?
SHH. I HAVE NO MORE INTEREST IN WOMEN.
THEY ONLY CAUSE ME MISERY.
[ Woman ] FIDEI !
YES, MY LOVE.
WATCH THE SHOP ! I'M GOING TO REST FOR A WHILE.
[ Indistinct Chatting ]
[ Crowd Laughing ]
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WHO'S THE NEW DANCER ?
SOME DESERT GIRL, I SUPPOSE.
A MOMENT AGO, SHE WASN'T HERE. SUDDENLY SHE WAS OUT THERE DANCING.
[ Crowd Laughing ]
[ Laughing ]
I TOLD YOU I COULD DO IT.
I DANCED IN A PUBLIC PLACE WITHOUT BEING RECOGNIZED.
WHAT IF IT EVER BECOMES KNOWN ?
I TOOK YOUR DARE AND WON.
FIVE PIECES OF GOLD YOU OWE ME, HERITA.
THE ROYAL CHARIOT HAS BEEN SIGHTED !
MY FATHER RETURNS SO SOON ?
YES, AND ALONE.
ALONE ?
COME BACK WITH MY HORSE, YOU THIEF !
GOLD !
[ Man ] THE SCARLET BANNER OF HERUA.
NOTHING CAN BE DONE ABOUT THIS ESCAPED SLAVE WHO MURDERED MY FATHER ?
HERUA IS NO ORDINARY SLAVE.
HE IS THE LEADER OF A BAND OF ESCAPED SLAVES,
EVERY ONE OF THEM AS DESPERATE AS HE IS.
THEY ROAM THE DESERTS ATTACKING CARAVANS AND SLAVE MARKETS.
THAT'S WHY YOUR FATHER WENT TO MEET HIM:
TO OFFER TRIBUTE AND PROTECT HIS SUBJECTS.
WHY MUST WE OFFER TRIBUTE TO A MAN LIKE THAT ?
WHAT DO WE HAVE AN ARMY FOR ?
AS WELL DIRECT THE ARMY TO ATTACK MOONLIGHT.
HERUA STRIKES AND IS GONE.
WHAT ABOUT OUR SPIES ?
WE HAVE SENT MANY. NONE HAVE RETURNED.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT.
ALL THE POWER AND WEALTH OF KHEMMIS...
CANNOT OVERCOME A SMALL BAND OF SLAVES.
BUT YOU'RE VERY YOUNG, YOUR MAJESTY.
IT ISN'T EASY TO UNDERSTAND AFFAIRS OF THIS SORT.
OUR CHANCE WILL COME. HERUA WILL MAKE ONE MOVE TOO DARING.
[ Crowd Shouting ]
STOP THEM. THE NOISE IS DISTURBING HER MAJESTY.
NO. I WILL APPEAR BEFORE THEM.
QUEEN ! WE WANT THE QUEEN !
[ Shouting Continues ]
[ Man ] BRING THE MURDERER TO JUSTICE !
REVENGE FOR OUR RULER'S DEATH !
YOU HEARD THE VOICES OF MY PEOPLE.
THEY ASK REVENGE FOR MY FATHER'S DEATH. WE MUST LISTEN TO THEM.
BUT, YOUR MAJESTY, THERE'S NO NEED TO CHARGE YOURSELF...
WITH HEAVY AND PAINFUL DUTIES.
YOU'RE YOUNG AND VERY BEAUTIFUL. CONTINUE TO SEEK YOUR PLEASURES.
YOU PLANNED TO ATTEND THE HORSE FAIR AT NAHARINA. GO AND ENJOY YOURSELF.
YOU WERE MY FATHER'S COUNSELOR. SO YOU WILL BE TO ME,
BUT IT IS I WHO WILL RULE.
IT SHALL BE AS YOU SAY.
I WILL GO TO THE HORSE FAIR AT NAHARINA, BUT NOT TO ENJOY MYSELF.
TO THE FAIR GO NOMADS AND HORSE DEALERS FROM ALL CORNERS OF THE LAND.
WOULDN'T THAT BE THE PLACE TO LOOK FOR HERUA AND HIS BAND ?
THEIR VERY LIVES DEPEND ON THE SPEED AND WORTH OF THEIR HORSES.
BUT, YOUR MAJESTY, DON'T UNDERESTIMATE YOUR ENEMIES.
AS SOON AS YOU APPEAR WITH YOUR ENTOURAGE,
THEY WILL MAKE THEMSELVES SCARCE.
IT IS YOU WHO UNDERESTIMATE ME.
I WILL GO ALONE, NOT AS QUEEN BUT AS A VILLAGE TRAVELER.
THUS, I MAY GO AMONGST THOSE MEN OF THE DESERT...
UNKNOWN TO THEM.
I BOW TO YOUR WISDOM. I ERRED IN THINKING YOU...
A YOUNG GIRL UNSKILLED IN STATECRAFT.
BATA, THIS IS THE SLAVE DEALER.
HIS PRICE WILL BE THE MONEY HE RECEIVES FOR HER.
SETNA HAS EXPLAINED EVERYTHING ?
IT WILL BE EASILY DONE.
THE GIRL HAS A BEAUTY THAT WILL DELIGHT THE BUYERS IN THE SLAVE MARKET.
I SET YOU A TASK. I DON'T WISH TO KNOW HOW YOU ACCOMPLISH IT.
RELEASE ME, OR YOU WILL REGRET THE EVIL DAY YOU WERE BORN.
BRAND HER.
START 'EM MOVING.
WE LEAVE. CHAIN THEM TOGETHER.
MAATET, LOOK !
YOU ARE THE SLAVER MAATET ?
I HAVE HERE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF ALL SLAVE GIRLS.
THIS IS A FRESH BRAND.
I WOULD KNOW WHERE THIS GIRL CAME FROM... AND HER NAME.
SLAVE GIRLS HAVE NO NAMES, ONLY A PRICE.
A PRICE ?
ONE HUNDRED PIECES OF GOLD.
[ Laughing ]
I WOULDN'T PAY 100 PIECES OF GOLD FOR ANY SLAVE.
BUT THIS SLAVE WILL BRING MUCH MORE IN THE MARKETS WHERE YOU TRADE.
A HUNDRED'S TOO MUCH.
TOO MANY OF 'EM DIE ON THE WAY.
FIFTY !
HERE IS NO ORDINARY SLAVE.
SHE'S A TREASURE WORTH A PHARAOH'S PALACE !
I'LL EVEN INCLUDE HER STALLION.
[ Bata ] TRULY THIS IS A FABULOUS COMBINATION.
WELL WORTH 100 PIECES OF GOLD.
A HUNDRED IT SHALL BE.
[ Shouts Command In Sudanese ]
HER STALLION'S TOO FAST FOR US.
[ Whinnying ]
[ Man ] OH TREASURE OF OUR HEART,
FORGIVE US FOR PARTING WITH YOU.
IT IS ONLY BECAUSE WE LOVE YOU, KHAFRA, THAT WE EVEN THINK OF SUCH A TRADE.
YOU DARE OFFER THIS HALF-DEAD OLD MONGREL FOR MY BEAUTIFUL BEAST ?
OF COURSE NOT ! WE OFFER OUR NOBLE HORSE TAHUTI FOR YOUR BROKEN-DOWN STALLION.
BUT ONLY IF YOU INCLUDE YOUR FILTHY TENT.
THAT IS THE MOST RIDICULOUS OFFER I'VE EVER RECEIVED !
OUT OF MY WAY WITH THIS DYING GOAT OF YOURS !
[ Speaking For Horse ] WHO IS THE SAND FLEA WHO CALLS ME A DYING GOAT ?
I DID !
[ Nebka As Horse ] WHEE-EE-EE !
DID I OR DID I NOT HEAR THAT ANIMAL SPEAK ?
CERTAINLY YOU HEARD ME SPEAK.
DON'T MIND WHAT HE SAYS. HE'S A VERY FOOLISH HORSE.
- A TALKING HORSE ! - A TALKING MAN !
OH ! B-B-BUT THIS IS MAGIC.
I-I'VE HEARD OF SUCH THINGS,
BUT I NEVER BELIEVED THEM 'TIL NOW.
COME ALONG, NEBKA. GOOD-BYE, KHAFRA.
UH, WAIT, WAIT !
I WILL GIVE YOU MY DUMB, STUPID HORSE.
I WILL GIVE YOU THE TENT ! EVERYTHING !
ONLY I MUST OWN THIS TALKING HORSE.
WELL--
THEN HE IS YOURS.
OOH.
OOH. SAY SOMETHING TO ME, MY BELOVED.
LET US LEAVE THESE CUTTHROATS BEFORE THEY CHANGE THEIR MINDS.
WHEE-EE-EE !
YOU THROW YOUR VOICE SO WELL,
I'M BEGINNING TO BELIEVE IN TALKING HORSES MYSELF.
THIS BEAST IS NO PRIZE, BUT HE'S SOUNDER THAN OLD TAHUTI.
COME. LET'S READY OURSELVES.
[ Nebka ] WHAT EYES ! WHAT MUSCLES !
WHAT LEGS ! HMM !
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MOUTH !
NEBKA, BRING WATER. SHE LIVES !
WHY WORRY ABOUT A WOMAN ? LOOK AT THIS HORSE !
WET A CLOTH FOR HER BROW. FILL A CUP FOR HER LIPS.
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ANIMAL I'VE EVER SEEN.
[ Naila ] WHO ARE YOU ?
TWO HUMBLE TRAVELERS ON OUR WAY TO THE HORSE FAIR AT NAHARINA.
I TOO AM JOURNEYING THERE.
TAKE ME WITH YOU.
YOU WILL BE GREATLY REWARDED.
REWARDED BY A SLAVE GIRL ?
LET'S TURN HER OVER TO THE SLAVERS BEFORE WE GET IN TROUBLE.
ONCE WE STARVED IN A DIRTY PRISON CELL.
I KNOW. JUST FOR BORROWIN' A FEW HORSES.
BUT I HAD A DREAM. I WAS A PRINCE.
I HAD FOOD, WINE AND PALACES...
AND BEAUTIFUL SLAVE GIRLS.
YEAH, I KNOW.
ONE MEETS SUCH NICE PEOPLE IN ONE'S DREAMS.
DREAM ALL YOU LIKE, BUT DON'T RISK OUR LIVES...
BECAUSE YOU FANCY A SLAVE GIRL.
YES, I GUESS IT WOULD BE FOOLISH.
[ Hoofbeats ]
QUICKLY ! INTO THE GROVE ! AND TAKE THE STALLION.
IF SHE MAKES A SOUND, WE DIE.
YOU THERE ! WE SEEK AN ESCAPED SLAVE GIRL WHO RIDES A GOLDEN STALLION.
HAVE YOU SEEN HER ?