Deathstalker II

- Is that where she keeps it?

- Mm-hm.

Come on! Come on!

Yam

I'll have my revenge...

And deathstalker, too!

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Let me go! Let me go!

Quiet, or you'll eat

steel for dinner.

Looks like you've eaten

everything else.

Shut up, you little wench.

This town's got no room

for beggars!

Lam not a beggar.

I'm a seer.

Even the king knows that.

All too well, girl.

You're lucky to get away

with your life.

Look, his highness

asked for a prophecy,

and that's what he got.

In my kingdom,

a man would delight

to learn his wife

would soon be with child.

But not by another man,

eh, Marco?

I call 'em as I see 'em,

good or bad.

Even I can predict what's gonna

happen to you.

Give me a break!

How's an oracle supposed

to make a living?

The king wants you

off the castle grounds. Now!

You can't treat me like this!

- L'm a Princess!

- Right. Right.

- And I'm Merlin the magician!

- Yeah!

Now, be off with you,

"Princess of beggars".

You'll be sorry!

You're the one

that's gonna be sorry.

Let's get her!

Here.

- You know, boys.

- Who the hell are you?

Ordinarily, I don't mind seeing

a woman get a good beating,

if she deserves it.

Yeah?

But this doesn't look

like much of a contest to me.

You picked the wrong town

to stop in, stranger.

He's gonna stop here

permanently.

You know who we are?

The village idiot

and the two runners-up?

Get him!

Yeah!

Hey, take it easy!

I don't even know these guys.

Hi.

Hello.

Whoo!

Whoa.

Whoa.

Oh, gets 'em every time.

Now, I got a nice,

big room upstairs.

What do you say, the three of us

go up there and...

- I need to talk to you.

- Line forms to the right.

You gotta help me!

One rescue a day,

that's my policy.

It's a matter of life and death.

Do the words, "walk east till your

hat floats" mean anything to ya?

Hey, you, Princess, I thought

we told you to get out of town.

Come here.

Get him!

What's the matter

with you?

what are you doing?

Look out!

Behind you!

Come on! Come on, the back door!

Let's go!

Let's get out of here!

After them!

Seal off the fence!

Yah! Yah!

Yam

- I'm Evie.

- Deathstalker.

- Deathstalker?

- Uh-huh.

Is that your first name

or your last name?

They're gaining!

You're good.

- Helps in my line of work.

- What line of work is that?

Oh, I like to call it the wealth

redistribution business.

Oh, so you rob from the rich

and give to the poor?

No, I rob from the rich

and pretty much keep it.

Do you think we lost 'em?

You gotta get up pretty early

in the morning

to catch the prince of thieves.

It is pretty early

in the morning!

Yah! Yah!

Yam

hey-yah!

'Hey-yahg

- hold it! Which way they go?

- I don't know.

You go north.

I'll head south.

I'll double back.

We'll meet here.

- But find him!

- Yah!

Yep.

I think we finally lost them.

- Starvin' here.

- Just a second.

Haven't had a thing to eat

since last night at aboud's.

Here, try it.

It's my specialty.

Oh, your specialty, huh?

Like it?

Mmm.

Good. Very good.

Um...

Can I have some water, too,

please?

Thank you. That was great.

Great.

Boy, you must have

really been hungry!

Mm-hm.

- More?

- Oh, no!

Couldn't eat another bite.

Couldn't eat another bite.

I know I kinda messed things up

for you before...

Excuse me.

Just... struck me funny.

But I'm willing

to make it up to you.

I'm listening.

I can tell your future.

No, really!

I'm a seer. It's a gift I've had

since childhood.

Okay, things can't get

much worse, I guess.

Shoot

spirits of tomorrow...

Hear my call!

Wanna keep that to a minimum?

I see you embarking

on a heroic quest.

It shall become legend!

And storytellers shall recount

your many exploits

down through the ages.

Well, I sure hope

they get my name right.

An image is coming to me.

Yes. I see it so clear!

A young woman. No!

A Princess.

A Princess?

- She rich?

- She's calling to you.

Help me!

Help me, deathstalker!

Only you can save me!

She's in trouble?

Oh, big trouble.

A matter of life or death.

Why?

- What?

- I see someone else.

Dark and evil.

This is bad.

This is real bad.

The Princess is being imprisoned

by jarek,

an evil sorcerer.

Are there any other kind?

He's also a great swordsman.

Even greater than deathstalker.

- Better than me?

- Wait!

He's laughing at you.

Come and get me, deathstalker,

if you dare.

The sorcerer...

Where do I find him?

In the land of jzafir.

Where the hell is that?

Oh, it's a long

and perilous journey.

Ah, figures.

Many dangers, witches,

dragons, ogres.

Must cut down

on the tourist trade!

You shall confront them all,

emerge victorious,

and reap a fabulous reward.

The all-seeing eye never lies.

And this is gonna get me

into the legends?

Right up there with conan!

Whoa!

Uh...

Sorry. You all right?

Yes.

Well, what about the reward?

When I know more,

you'll know more.

Well, that settles it, then.

I'm out of here.

Where you goin'?

Let's go.

I'm not getting any younger,

you know!

Go?

To jzafir? Now?

You got it, sis.

Wait a minute!

Well, wait a minute!

There's still more soup!

Next.

- Have you found the Princess yet?

- L'm working on it.

She won't get far.

You should have never

let her escape.

She might come back

and take the throne.

A waif pretending

to be a Princess?

Who would believe it?

Why don't you just... kill her?

Evie, darling,

we've gone over this

a dozen times before.

I created you from the original

soul of the Princess.

An exact duplicate

in all respects.

Unfortunately, I haven't had time

to work out the bugs.

In other words,

if she dies...

You die.

Once I've made a few minor

adjustments in the formula,

I can duplicate anyone.

Then eliminate the original.

Now, my dear, please run along.

These brief practice sessions

are the...

Only leisure I allow myself.

And I enjoy them so much more...

Alone.

I'll be in my chamber...

Waiting.

As you wish, my dear.

As you wish.

Next!

Sultana.

You know how I hate

standing in line.

You look marvelous.

Lovely as a rose.

We can dispense with pleasantries,

if you don't mind.

After what you've done to me,

I'd hardly call this visit

a pleasure.

Whatever do you mean, my dear?

You never would have been

able to put

that little blonde b*tch of yours

up on the throne without my help.

Let alone, get rid of the real one.

You were paid handsomely.

I did not come here to bicker

with you, jarek, my dear.

I have a proposition for you.

You wish to have the Princess Evie

returned to you.

I wish to settle a score

with a certain varlet

who is escorting her back here.

I have a man shadowing them now.

Doubtless, you'll remember chin,

the buccaneer?

Chin, the one-eye?

The man's a second-rate amateur.

In any event, you will assist him.

Evie is mine.

- And the meddler?

- Deathstalker.

Deathstalker?

Oh, very well, he's yours.

Enjoy.

Done.

- Always a pleasure, sultana.

- Likewise, I'm sure.

Next!

Which way, o mighty oracle?

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