Beastmaster 2: Through the Portal of Time

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The man named Dar

has been found guilty

of complicity with the rebels

to overthrow the holy

power of Lord Arklon.

The accused has also exhibited

knowledge of witchcraft

in his ability to control

the beasts of the field.

The sentence...

is death.

So this is the Beastmaster.

The one who defeated

our high priest Maox

and now challenges my authority.

Did you actually believe that

you and your flock of peasants

could over throw my kindgom?

Did you?

Now... where are these rebels?

Speak!

No?

Then die.

In the name of Lord Arklon,

I hereby condemn you

to eternal damnation.

May the vultures feast upon his flesh.

[ roar ]

Aah!

Seize him!

Death to all if he escapes!

Ha ha ha ha!

Master of the beast.

Ha ha!

The vultures shall have

their feast after all.

Perhaps you're right.

[ imitates eagle ]

Come on, my friends.

Let us depart...

before somebody really gets hurt.

[ imitates tiger ]

I don't like it.

Bring the witch.

The leader wishes to

speak with you, Witch.

Move it!

Witch, speak.

Where is Arklon's army?

Lord Arklon rests in the

Foothills of Analos,

some two days' journey from here.

Take care you speak the truth, Witch.

One act of betrayal

and I'll cleave your

black heart from your bosom.

Surely such a valiant

warrior such as you

can think of a better use for my bosom.

Away with her!

Well, I guess he got the point.

Guards!

[ shouting ]

Behold the key of Magog.

Death to Arklon!

You have won this battle, Arklon.

But the flames of freedom

will not be extinguished so easily.

They'll be coming,

more and more, from all over the land.

And we both know, Arklon,

the power of the key is not eternal.

Whore...

who are you to address me by name?

Who am I?

Honey, I'm the best thing

that's happened to you

since you donned that

great-looking mask.

And why should I...

Lord Arklon...

maximum ruler of Arok...

be any concern of yours?

Chill out, lord dude.

You know, you're a hard man

to take a meeting with.

That's why I arranged this

scene with the rebels.

What is this strange tongue

in which you speak?

It's all part of what I want to show you,

for it is I, the beautiful,

sensuous, Mysterious Lyranna,

who can make you the most

powerful man on Earth.

My dear, I am the most

powerful man on Earth.

Not for long...

unless you allow me to

make your power eternal.

You... you are but a witch.

Maybe...

but a very uncommon one, my liege.

Silence!

You don't wish to hear my secret?

You want to know what will

make you equal to the gods?

The ultimate power awaits you, my lord.

Then I shall let you live...

only until I witness such sorcery.

But you hear me well,

if you try to deceive me--

I know.

You shall cleave my black heart

from my bosom, hmm?

Take her.

So... you think he likes me?

Split up.

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

[ caw ]

Go... back.

Rrawr!

[ gasp ] You... are Dar, son of Zed.

You are of my blood.

I was sister to your father Zed.

In my youth,

I practiced the forbidden rituals...

and eventually evolved

into this wretched creature

that stands before you.

Yes... come closer.

I have seen... the past and the future,

and I must tell you before I expire.

In years past, the evil high priest Maox

ordered King Zed's unborn child

withdrawn from its mother's womb

and transplanted inside

a beast of burden.

That child possesses the ability

to communicate with all creatures

from the fields and the skies.

They call him...

the Beastmaster.

But this was not the

only child taken from him.

Zed's firstborn was stolen

by Zhun priests,

and the grief from losing two sons

eventually eroded his great mind.

You say I have an older brother?

He is evil, Dar!

If you do not find Zed's firstborn

by the time of the autumn equinox,

life in this world shall cease to exist.

If you do find him...

and destroy him...

peace and justice shall prevail.

I must kill my brother?

Dar...

the fate of the world

rests on your shoulders.

Now, begone.

I do not want you to see me die.

Wait...

how will I know him?

Where will I find him?

Search the western region.

The western region...

What sorcery is this?

A dimensional portal.

The doorway to your

ulitmate triumph, my lord.

A world that exists on a

parallel plane with our own.

And what do they call this place?

The natives call it LA.

Al ay?

I've been studying their ways.

Oh... what marvels they possess.

Indeed.

And one in particular

should interest you.

It is housed at one of

their military fortresses.

Their men of science call it

a neutron detonator.

It's compact enough to carry,

yet powerful enough to destroy all life

in an area the size of a continent.

With the threat of such a weapon,

I could rule unstopposed.

Exactly.

Exactly.

Their political structure

is based on such weapons.

They refer to it as the balance of terror.

What a brilliantly barbarous concept.

Ah...

Why do you show me such things?

These are nothing but

illusions and pictures.

Have her drawn and quartered.

Ha ha ha ha!

Fool! Fool!

Laugh in the face of death?

I laugh at any fool

who would throw away

the key to ultimate power.

We are made for each other.

The key of Magog and I--

together, and only together--

can we come and go

through the portal at will

and make these pictures reality.

The neutron detonator will be yours.

You'll rule the world.

With me at your side.

Really?

You...

the mother of beauty...

would be at my side?

You...

the queen of radiance,

would grace my lonely existence?

You...

would cast your sparkling eyes

upon this tattered face

and shine your aura upon my throne?

Ohh...

Burn her!

Ha ha ha ha!

Arklon, you need me!

The key will get you in,

but only I can get you out.

Arklon, read my lips--

only I can get you out!

Let haste not be the ruler,

lest we forget the purpose.

Come...

let us discover more

about this place you call...

LA.

Al ay.

[ honk honk ]

Hello?

Hi, Daddy, this is Jackie!

My daughter?

Yes, your daughter.

I've been searching

the entire pacific coast--

Stop yelling, Daddy.

You'll have another asthma attack.

Unit baker 5-0, high-speed pursuit.

Request assistance.

Roger, baker 5-0. 86 responding.

[ siren ]

Can you give me a make on that vehicle?

A red porsche.

Senator Trent's daughter.

The crazy one.

I was at this great party in Ensenada.

How long?

Five or six days.

it's really hard to remember.

I'm on the 5 heading

north towards downtown.

I hope you're not speeding.

Of course I'm not speeding, Daddy.

You only have 20--

I know Pam's getting

married in 20 minutes.

I'm not going to miss

my own sister's wedding.

You missed your brother's bar mitzvah.

What?

[ sirens ]

You're going to have to speak up,

there's a lot of noise.

Sounds like a police siren.

It does. Let me check.

It is a siren, Daddy.

I'll call you back.

Are these any problems?

No, there won't be any problems.

I'll see you at the church, OK?

Ciao, Daddy. I love you.

# You're such an expensive girl #

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