Ali Baba And The Forty Thieves Page #5

Tell me of your lady.

She learned from Prince Cassim

who you are.

She said to tell you she, too,

remembers your pledge.

Then why does she marry the Khan?

She thought you were dead.

- But she does not love the Mongol.

- No. She refused to marry him.

But when he tortured her father,

she gave her consent.

I will go to her.

Why all this fuss about one woman?

For 1,000 pieces of gold,

you can buy the best in the market.

I bid my life for Lady Amara.

For his country or his stomach,

a man might bid his life,

even for his horse.

Never, never for a woman.

I do not ask for the life

of a single thief to save her.

But if I choose to give my own,

it is between me and Allah.

I will go with you, Ali Baba.

What? You two would storm

the walls of Baghdad

and attack the Mongol armies

single-handed?

You would break into the palace

and carry off the wench?

What do you possess,

a magic carpet?

- When will the wedding be held?

- At the Feast of Ramadan.

And for entertainment

they'll chop you two into bits.

There will be many guests

at the wedding.

One more will pass unnoticed.

Then there'll be forty more

than they bargained for.

Good.

This is the hour

for which we have waited.

This shall be our day

of reckoning with the Mongols.

You're right.

This is our hour.

With a single cast of the dice

we will free Baghdad

or we will die together.

We must disguise ourselves

if we are to enter the palace.

Children of camels,

offspring of donkeys,

paint your foolish faces!

Dress your ugly bodies

to deceive the Mongols!

This time we enter the palace!

You must return to Baghdad

ahead of us.

As sentry within their gates,

warn us if the Mongols

become suspicious.

As Caliph of all Baghdad,

I bow to you.

I kept that a secret

until it was time to strike.

Now all of Baghdad shall know.

Abdullah, you'd be a favorite

in any harem.

Who do you see,

you ill-mannered little ape?

Why, Abdullah of course.

Now whom do you see?

Who am I supposed to see?

I'm disguised.

Who are you?

You are a stranger among us.

Truly I have never

laid eyes on you before.

It's a wonderful disguise,

isn't it?

It is black magic.

He has changed from

Abdullah the thief

to Abdullah the thief

in a turban.

Wait!

We must find some other way.

We will fool no-one

with our disguises.

Even a blind Mongol would know us.

If a rich merchant from Basra

were to attend the wedding,

it would be fitting he bring

a rich gift for the invader.

By the stars in heaven,

this is what we shall do.

We will assemble forty huge jars,

large enough to carry

forty weights of fragrant oil,

and large enough

to carry forty thieves.

My Lady.

Jamiel! You cannot come in here.

I must talk to Lady Amara.

Quickly!

Go, please.

Why have you returned

against my orders?

Because of Ali Baba.

He bids you have courage.

He will come.

No, he must not try to save me.

They'd kill him.

The Mongols would welcome an attack.

Ali Baba is not such a fool

as to attack the city openly.

There will be wedding gifts

brought to Baghdad.

Among them will be forty jars

of oil from a rich merchant.

She was spying on you, my Lady.

No, no, I came only to bring

my Lady's dress.

We can trust her.

If she heard our words,

she will lock them in her heart.

I heard nothing,

but I would die before

I would betray you.

It grows late.

- Today Ali Baba comes.

- Ali Baba?

Today.

- Ali Baba comes today.

- Ali Baba!

Many guests enter the city

bringing rich gifts

to win your favor.

You must challenge everyone.

Each caravan that enters

the city must be watched.

Take no chances.

The thieves are certain to try

some trick to gain admittance.

I have spies everywhere.

We'll know Ali Baba's plans

almost as soon as he does himself.

Good. This time he'll receive

a welcome he did not bargain for.

Gifts for the Mighty Khan.

Pass on.

Tell all Baghdad.

Wait for the signal...

and strike down the Mongols

for Ali Baba.

Whose caravan is this?

It is mine.

I am Abu Radi,

merchant of Basra.

What is inside these jars?

Oil. Oil for the Khan.

If he uncovers the jar, he dies.

It is a gift to celebrate

the wedding.

Pass on.

O Mighty Khan,

Haidar, Prince of El Samrah!

Precious sapphires and topaz.

Garnets and bloodstone.

Vases from the ancient

temple of Isis...

for your Highness.

Abu Radi, merchant of Basra!

I, a lowly merchant,

do plead with the Mighty Khan

for the privilege of adding

my humble offerings

to those of his noble guests.

In all the land

there is no finer oil.

Oil for your lamps,

oil to cook your feasts,

fragrant oils

to please your senses.

I have waited for this moment.

My spies told me that the thieves

entered the city in 40 large jars.

This merchant from Basra

is Ali Baba.

No, wait, Mighty Khan.

I have prepared entertainment.

It will amuse you to see

the fate awaiting them.

Excellent, Cassim, excellent.

Sada Gen, Chief of the Tartars!

Come here.

Rubies, blood red,

for the people of Baghdad

who stood in my way.

And now, for your pleasure,

a most unusual entertainment.

What is the meaning of

this grim jest?

Seize him.

Sand!

Sand!

Your spies discovered our plans,

and we discovered your spies.

You have failed me.

You are my honored guest.

Now there will be entertainment

befitting your rank.

You shall not die

as a humble thief,

but with all the honor

to which you are entitled.

You will live through

a thousand tortures.

And you will pray

for the release of death!

On to the palace!

On to the palace!

Quickly, come with me.

Open the gates, Amara,

for your people.

Still the nursemaid.

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