Arabian Nights Page #6

I am the Lamp Genie. The Lamp Genie.

Wishes, avarice, dreams, power,

premature and violent death.

Well... scratch the last one.

You're the Genie of the Ring?

Like the Genie of the Ring...

I who oppose the wheel Herron?

Never! His powers are as

nothing as compared to mine!

No! Maybe! I don't know, the

tests were inconclusive.

What can you do?

What can I do? What can I do?

I don't know...

how about ANYTHlNG,... for starters.

And that was the beginning of it...

Aladdin, a rogue... a son of a

rogue... from a family of rogues...

found he could have everything he ever

wanted... all he had to do was ask.

So, so... so what did he ask for?

We can save that for tomorrow night.

I want to know now, not tomorrow

night!... It's your fault!

You made the story too gripping with your

wit and your charm... and your beauty.

What has my beauty got to

do with story-telling?

Because if I lose interest for a moment,

I see your face and I can't leave..

Please tell me what happened to Aladdin!

- Sire, Tomorrow night. - I order you!

It wouldn't be the same story

if I was ordered to tell it!

It's all tricks!

Remember what happened to

Mustappa when he lost his temper.

- He lost his wonderful lamp!

- Tell me.

Tomorrow night.

Chief! Now!

Just wait till tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night. Tomorrow night!

What news?

There's a man to see you from Baghdad.

Chief Executioner...

what brings you here?

Sire, in his sickness,

your brother, the Sultan,

planned to kill his bride after the wedding.

You see, he's mad!

But he can't go through with

it... the Sultana is still alive.

Better, he's weak...

the people will follow a

madman but never a weakling!

I'm not here to betray the Sultan,

but to protect my own interests.

The Sultan's too soft for killing...

which leaves me out of work...

on the other hand I never saw you

shrink from using rope, axe or knife...

so, if you should change

places with the Sultan...

Never fear, there'll be much

for you to do when I win.

The streets of Baghdad will

be lined with nooses...

there'll be gallows on every corner.

It'll be a golden time, I promise.

Thank you, Sire.

Thank you.

Prepare to march on Baghdad.

We will be revenged, my love...

But he wasn't laughing, was he?

No that's right...he wasn't.

I let you live so you could

finish the story of Aladdin...

you should at least get it right.

Now, there was a storm, wasn't there?

Yes, there was...

You were saying?

I am your humble and obedient servant.

What? I didn't get that!

Oh, nothing, just a mere technicality...

the fine print on my contract, so to speak.

You have to obey me, don't you?

I, obey you? I should cast

you into a sea of torment,

I should have you trampled in...

yes, you can have everything

you ever wanted.

How about stopping the rain?

I'm sure there must be another wish

I can grant your exalted

Lord and Master Aladdin...

I'm in love with the Princess

Zobeide, the Caliph's daughter...

Love?

...I don't know her, but I've seen

her across a crowded street...

It's usually across a crowded

room, as strange as that may seem.

I want her!

I can give you things, Master Aladdin,

but when it comes to the human heart,

I am powerless.

You can have anything in the world you

want and all you can think of asking for

is some young chit of a girl

who isn't good enough for you!

...Genie, you can give us things?

You've got it in one, Mother.

Not so much of the "Mother", I'm young

enough to be your granddaughter.

Things, like money...

I've never heard that request before...

you would be the first to ever ask for that.

Bushels and bushels of money!

With money, you don't need magic!

Are you sure that's the way

you want to go?

I mean, money is great and all,

but everybody asks for money.

Why not ask for something

new and exciting?

Okay, how about some sort of

flying machine?

What? A flying machine?

So you could fly all over the world?

You could have drinks and

someone could serve us peanuts!

A flying machine! Maybe we should

just stick with the money.

Make way for the lovely Princess

Seleh Alcouz of Souman...

Aladdin's mother put on an extraordinarily

vulgar display of wealth...

but as usual, it worked.

We have more petitions, Your

Majesty... they're important.

Your son Gulnare doesn't think so.

Your exalted majesty, His Highness

Aladdin Ebn Alcouz and his mother,

the Princess Seleh Souman...

These people aren't on my

list... they shouldn't be here.

I don't know anything

about them your Majesty.

That must be very disturbing for you,

Assad.

How did you get past my

guards and into the Court?

- We had introductions.

- What introductions?

Irresistible introductions.

Indeed, these are introductions

no courtier could resist.

My Mother and I have

brought them from Zourman.

They meet with your approval, Majesty?

Flawless!

They're yours, Sire.

This is a most generous gesture, Prince.

You will always be most

welcome here at Court.

And if we can make your stay

more pleasant...

My son is too shy to ask, but we've

heard of the beauty of your daughter,

the Princess Zobeide...my

son, the Prince Aladdin,

would formerly like to ask

for her hand, in marriage.

This is outrageous!

Two strangers from Zourman asking

to marry the daughter of the

great Caliph Beder, hrmph, hrmph!

We wouldn't come empty handed...

Two million gold pieces!

The Caliph doesn't need your vulgar gifts!

I wouldn't say two million

was ever "vulgar", Assad.

- As a start... - Your Majesty,

my son, your daughter...

Oh, yes, yes, hmm. I'm sorry

you came a little late.

The Grand Vizier's son Gulnare

is pledged to my daughter.

Indeed, they're to be wed in three days.

- Father... - We were just

talking of you, my dear.

This is Prince Aladdin of Zourman.

He asked for your hand in marriage.

Too late, I fear.

Haven't I seen you somewhere, Prince?

I've been "somewhere" but l

would've remembered you, Princess.

I have a marriage gift for Your Highness...

- You're too generous, Prince

Aladdin. - Yes, I'd say that too!

He has a generous heart!

You may wish to withdraw these

magnificent gifts now...

No, no, no, no, they're yours, Sire.

How do I stop that idiot Gulnare

from marrying the Princess?

Let's turn him into a pig...

...or better yet, a roast pig.

It's tempting, but it's just not me.

What about an accident?

Too crude.

Then, before you do anything,

Master Aladdin,

I suggest you find out if

the Princess Zooboodie,

whatever her name is, has feelings for you.

She might be in love with

that eunuch Gulnare.

Women often love men who

are unworthy of them.

The reverse is also true. Men often

love women unworthy of them...why?

Love has nothing to do with

"worth". Love is a madness...

prince or beggar, we have no control.

Was it the Genie who said, "Women often

love men unworthy of them"...or was it you?

No, it was the Genie.

What is it, Giafar? This is too

early for affairs of state...

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