Aladdin and the King of Thieves Page #4

Observe.

You have violated the perimeter|of the Aladdin and Jasmine wedding.

Prepare to be vaporized.|Thank you.

Armed and dangerous.

I'd like to see one of those|Forty Thieves get within|an inch of your wedding.

Allow me to introduce--

The King of Thieves.

- All units, we have a code red.|- Code red! Code red!|- Code red! Code red!

Code red! Code red!|Code red! Code red!

Code red! Code red!

Code red! Code red! Code red!|Code red! Code red!

Come on, boys. Follow me.

- Cavalry, forward!|- Code red! Code red! Code red!

- Geronimo!|- Arapaho!|- Navajo!|- Pocahontas.

- Code red! Code red! Code red!|- C-C-C-C-C-Code red! C-C-C-C-C--

- Code red!|- Do not attempt to move, or|we'll be shooting ourselves.

- Genie!|- Back off, Al. This creep's got a|yellow sheet as long as my arm.

Genie, meet my dad.

Stand down, men.|Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

If you're Al's dad...

and the King of Thieves,

- I just want to know one thing.|- Yeah?

Will you be having|the chicken or the sea bass?

Come on, Dad. I can't wait|for you to meet Jasmine and the Sultan.

Ahem, Al. Don't you think we oughta|lose the "Agrabah's Most Wanted" Iook?

- What's wrong with the way I look?|- When you're here, you're|not the King of Thieves.

You're my dad.

Mmm, I had more practise|being the King of Thieves.

Oh, come on.|Enough of this dark past.

Let's roll out something|a little new.

It's a big, bright|beautiful future

Thank your lucky stars|you're alive

You got someone special|to talk to

A friend that you|can trust for life

You've been on your own|with no family ties

But those solo days are done

You'll be two of a kind|spending quality time together

As father and son

Building model ships

Takin' fishin' trips

Workin' hand in hand

Painting the palace|Mowin' the sand

First and ten to go,|with your daddy-o!

Once you break the ice

You can postulate|paternal advice

I see you're travelling at the speed of|light. That's the theory of relatives.

It's a fine|"fantabulous" future

I see fruit on the family tree

You'll be great|as a grumpy old grandpa

Bouncin' babies on your knee

You can fall asleep|on the comfy couch

After playin' one-on-one

Dreaming back to back|that you walloped the Shaq

Together as father and son

May be a bumpy ride

We'll make it side by side

Good afternoon.|I'll be your travel guide!

Move over, laddie|Make room for Daddy

Got a whole new shoulder|to cry on

Take a chance now|Give it a spin

You've had chums|for pallin' around with

But you never had|a friend like him

Put your checkered past|behind you now

No more living on the run

Face the big, bright|beautiful future

- Together|- Together|- Together|- Together

As father and son

My boy Aladdin must be born|under a lucky star...

to find such a treasure.

You are most definitely|Aladdin's father.

-And I have the DNA to prove it.|-Oh, it must have been dreadful.

- Trapped by the Forty Thieves.|- Uh-oh.

I try to block out the memories.

Say no more. Not another word|on the subject.

Yes, let's turn our attention|to happier thoughts.

- The blessed union of our children.|- Indeed.

It worked, Genie.|They love him.

It was the hat. Nothing does|the trick like a smart chapeau.

- It's more than that.|- Ah, to be back among|civilized people.

- Back among family.|- All he needed was a second chance.|- It's a miracle.

- You'll pay for this!|- You traitor!|- You sold us out!

- My nose!|- He's not in there!

You didn't capture|the King of Thieves?

Because he was not|at the hideout!

He had to be there.|Where else would he be?

- Uh, apologies, Captain Rasoul.|- What?|- What?

Well, the Sultan said|he won't be able to sentence|your prisoners until tomorrow.

What's more important|than sentencing my prisoners?

Why, the wedding. Princess Jasmine and|Aladdin are finally getting married.

Aladdin? You didn't capture|Aladdin with the others?

Why would he be with|the Forty Thieves?

Because his father is|the King of Thieves!

Ooh, where can he be?|Oh, I do hope nothing's wrong.

Perhaps we should dispatch|a search party, hmm?

Now, Father, I'm sure|he's on his way.

- Where is he?|- Hakuna matata.

Whoa! I was having|an out-of-movie experience.

My guess is he wants|to make an entrance.

Here's the monkey's lock picks.|You know how to use 'em?

I promise you, bird,|after this I go straight.

Straight to the dungeon.

We've been expecting you.

Do you think something is wrong?

- Genie, can you find him?|- I'll sniff him out.

I need a scrap of his clothes|or a lock of his hair or a shoe.

A shoe's good.

- Huh?|- Ohh!|- Rasoul, what is the meaning of this?

Your Majesty, meet|the King of Thieves.

- Dad!|- We seized him in the treasury.

- He was after this again.|- No.

And this is his accomplice.

Big misunderstanding!

It's a slap on the wrist and,|uh, community service kind of thing.

Now I know why|you really came back.

Your father is the leader|of the Forty Thieves?

B-B-B-But this is most p--

Aladdin, did you know?

I thought I could change him.|I had to try.

You can change my clothes, Aladdin.|You can't change who I am.

And the law is crystal clear|on what we must now do.

Father, isn't there|another way?

I'm afraid there is not. Take|the prisoners to the dungeon.

- Dungeon?|- For life.

Life?

There are some wishes that|even I can't make come true.

The oracle was right. My dad was trapped|in the world of the Forty Thieves.

Trapped by his own greed. I was|so stupid to think I could change him.

Trying to show him a better life|wasn't stupid, Al.

Leaving him alone with the|parrot, that was stupid.

Everything was perfect|before he came into my life.

I just want things|the way they were.

Genie, I need|my father's clothes.

A-A-A-Al, what, did you|wrap the turban too tight?

Come on! Why you wanna dress|in the King of Thieves ensemble?

Might I suggest something|that doesn't actually say, "Arrest me!"

It fits. Good.

I'm seeing-- I'm seeing nothing|for your future if you dress like this!

I'm breaking my father out|of that dungeon. The guards|will never know I was there.

Tonight the King of Thieves will|make his most miraculous escape ever.

Out of my life!

It's the cape talking, isn't it?

Since he's captured the King of|Thieves, there's no living with Rasoul.

Well, it wasn't exactly easy|living with him before.

- Who?|- I've come to say goodbye.

- Why are you--|- We don't have much time.

While the guards chase me,|you get out.

- I can't let you--|- Forget it.

They can't catch me.

He even sounds like me.

When the Sultan gives me my due,

I'll put the good word in|for you, the little people who--

It can't be.

He was here. I know it.

- The King of Thieves!|- No man could've escaped that cell.

He-- He isn't a man, I say.|He's a demon!

I want him, dead or alive.

Surround the block!|He's close. I can feel it.

- Well, which way did he go?|- I don't see him.

Look over there. Hurry!

There! The King of Thieves|on the roof!

Get up there! Now! Now! Now!

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