Flash Gordon Page #3

His Imperial Highness

will be here very soon.

- Shall I pour?

- Please.

- Wouldn't you like a sip?

- No, it's forbidden for us slaves.

It's quality stuff, have some.

We're all girls here, I won't tell.

Just one sip.

Live a little.

Bottoms up.

- What is your name?

- Hans Zarkov.

Agent Zarkov! Number 2133 of the

Anti-Insurgent Espionage Group.

Hail Ming.

Good.

- It's not usually so bad.

- How far to the landing pad?

Six point four. I'll drop the flaps.

You?

Over here.

Hey buddy!

I've got her.

Sector 409 beta.

Activate Agent Zarkov.

Dr. Zarkov.

You're a sight for sore eyes.

- Rest a minute.

- I can't.

We've got to join up with Flash.

He's alive.

I talked to him by telepathy.

He went to Arboria to get help.

- Incredible.

- There's soldiers everywhere.

- Let me think a moment.

- Unseal the city.

- Allow her to exit with Zarkov.

- I think I can find a way out.

No questions, just follow me.

Dale Arden is under the guidance

of Agent Zarkov.

- But Flash Gordon is still alive.

- He was revived by a traitor.

And spirited from the city.

We know this from the Earth girl.

- What traitor?

- I have my suspicions.

- Stop at nothing.

- No matter to whom the trail leads?

I said at nothing.

- What's that?

- Their sacred temple.

A young man is being initiated.

But we must hide till it's done.

I love initiations.

I am now of age, Green Father.

I ask for the test of manhood.

Choose your passage,

into this world, or the next.

May Arbor guide you.

Send me on my way.

- Spare me the madness.

- I will. Hold him.

- This guy is going to help me?

- Stay.

That was extremely moving.

I do sometimes keep a promise.

- Prepare a feast.

- No, I have to get back right away.

- Then why did you come?

- I brought you a present. Flash?

Welcome back from the grave.

I knew you were up to something,

but not necrophilia.

Just keep him for me until my father

has had his way with Dale Arden.

I'll keep him all right! In my larder.

Take him, with the rest of the meat.

I forbid it. If you kill Flash,

you'll never have me again.

What danger is there?

Everyone thinks he's dead.

- I'll take him to Cythera next week.

- Harboring a fugitive is treason.

You're not frightened of Ming.

- You are playing with fire, Aura.

- Of course I am.

Does anyone ever trust her twice?

So they let us escape because Klytus

thought he erased your memory.

Do you know why it failed? I started

to recite Shakespeare, the Talmud. -

- Einstein, anything I could remember,

even The Beatles. It armored me.

They couldn't wipe those things away.

You can't beat the human spirit.

Prince Barin! I'm not your enemy,

Ming is. And you know it.

Ming is the enemy of every creature

on Mongo. Let's team up and fight him.

Lower them into the swamp.

We can do it, Barin!

Your lover Barin is harboring

Gordon, is he not?

This lying is such a waste of time.

You left with a pilot and returned

alone. Wasn't he Gordon?

Who do you think you're protecting?

The Imperial Surgeon?

- Another lover of yours!

- Yourjealousy has made you mad.

Seize the surgeon

on suspicion of treason.

- Prepare him for torture!

- Confess and we won't hurt you.

- We don't like doing this at all.

- Never!

Bring me the bore worms.

No! Not the bore worms.

I'm a princess. My father

will have your head for this.

He'll execute your whole perverted

secret police. I demand to see him!

With pleasure.

- Father...

- The traitor is close to confession.

Should we stop the torture?

- No.

- Damn you, father!

- That damn woman's using me again.

- What do you expect?

- I don't know what you see in her.

- Keep playing, fool.

- Fico, I'm going to kill Gordon now.

- And lose the princess forever?

There must be a way to dispose of him

and keep faith with the princess.

- I'm sorry, Flash, I'm finished.

- No, you're not. Get up.

Look, someone's coming.

Send him over. Hurry up.

It's no good, Flash.

I can't hold on.

Go on, get in.

Sleep well, you traitor.

We hang you in the morning.

- There's always hope.

- This is better.

I stole the key.

We need weapons to cross the swamp.

They're stored in the temple.

Want to climb up with me?

Hold on, Hawkman.

Nice confession. I commend you.

- Execute her.

- No. Too kind.

Aura will be banished to Frigia

after my wedding.

One year in a cavern of ice

will cool her blood.

And then, who knows?

Perhaps we'll marry her to someone

worthy of her treacherous nature.

- How can I express my gratitude?

- Easily. Get me Gordon and Barin.

With pleasure.

Hans, look!

- Hey Vultan!

- Not now.

You'll love this.

See what Brave Blue has caught.

Prince Vultan. Remember us?

Indeed I do, my lovely.

Call the Emperor.

Tell him I have prisoners.

- You wouldn't!

- Are you mad, Vultan?

You hate Ming. You're only waiting

for the moment to attack.

Yes, and Ming knows it, too.

By delivering you,

I allay his suspicions.

- I gain time.

- Our weapons are inferior.

Ming's not unbeatable.

He couldn't even kill Flash.

- Gordon's alive?

- In Arboria with Prince Barin.

I tell you, now is the time to strike.

- Where are the weapons?

- Feel one.

- Do you know where you are?

- Up the creek.

You've trespassed.

A stranger in this temple

must try the Wood Beast, or die...

That figures.

You came here of your own free will.

However. -

- Because of my word to Aura,

I swear by Arbor I'll not kill you...

Unless you beg me to.

The Beast lies somewhere

in the stump. Choose a passage.

No way.

- Coward.

- Let's do it.

Must be my lucky day.

You scared?

What would Aura think of you now?

Second down.

Your play.

No, yours.

- Are you sure these are the rules?

- They've just been changed.

Death is certain,

but only after tortured madness.

- How long?

- It depends on your strength.

Please, end it now.

Tricked you, Barin.

Back off!

One move and you're looking

for a new prince.

Leave him! He's mine.

I hunt him alone.

What the hell is going on?

This is one grave

you won't be returning from.

Vultan wants a word.

Excuse me for waking you. We scanned

a Hawkman patrol 400 Mongo miles east.

They have Gordon and Prince Barin.

- When do we reach Vultan's kingdom?

- Estimating sixteen.

Wake me when it's in sight.

- You'd sell us to Ming?

- Come on, Barin.

Do you expect mercy here? What

would you do if I were your captive?

Remind you of

Article 17 of Ming's Law:

"No prince of Mongo

shall be offered for ransom -

- without trial by combat."

Is there such an article?

What a damned nuisance.

- And... who do you choose to fight?

- Him.

This is a lunatic asylum.

- Where are we being taken now?

- Ssh, I'm calculating.

Time remaining before the moon crashes

on Earth. I'd say, roughly...

Fourteen hours, nine minutes

and twenty seconds.

And we haven't even found...

Flash!

Last time I saw you

I prayed it was a dream.

This time I pray it's not.

Are you okay? Me too.

- I've got some crazy stories to tell.

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