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- Shall we dismiss the court?
- No, I feel good.
I'll sentence the rest of the criminals
before my nap.
Come here.
You know when really angered at someone,
my husband usually drops him alive...
...from a high battlement
onto a long hook.
Thus will you be impaled
when he discovers you're a fraud.
Then, may I make a suggestion?
Let's not tell him.
He doesn't need to be told.
He'll know the moment
the Caliph marries.
That is why I hesitated
before accepting his offer.
But, well, love is an uncertain business.
And if lover's quarrel,
as young lovers often do, then I'm an emir.
If not, well, that is kismet.
You'd gamble your life
on such a slim chance?
Princess, I have risked floggings
for a handful of dates.
I envy you.
Every moment an adventure.
A life totally without monotony.
Yes. That you can say for it.
Since my so-called marriage to the Wazir,
I have waked each morning...
...with the chart of my day
staring down at me from the ceiling.
The path of every hour already mapped.
And the map of each hour the same.
Have you ever known that torment?
It is one of the few I have been spared.
You are fortunate.
Afternoons dull
Mornings duller
Duller the nights before
Suddenly you
Suddenly color
I suddenly see
Monotony for me
Will be no more
Bored by the night and the day was I
Seldom gay was I
Before now
In a world without you was I
And I was bored
So bored
Then came your eyes compelling me
Telling me something wild
On your lips lay adventure
And lightning flashed
When you smiled
So smile now
Wake the fires that sleep in me
Make them leap in me
With your kiss
And whatever it is I'll be
I won't be bored
Not bored
Bedeviled, yes
Bedazzled, yes
Bewildered and breathless, yes
But not bored
How could I ever be bored
Not with your lips on mine
Your magical lips
Pressed on mine
Not bored
I will never again
Be bored
What kind of a sentence did he get?
Your gold.
The Caliph's trumpeters.
Look, they're beautiful.
Silence, you fools.
Silence, you caterwauling trulls.
Well, beggar,
why do you not begin your magic?
Now?
Could it be that our great wizard
does not know what the music means?
The Caliph is on his way
to fetch his bride.
What? Are you certain?
Why are you disturbed?
Did you not promise
to stop this wedding?
Great sir, as I've already told you,
I've exhausted today's rations of powers.
- I couldn't possibly...
- I see. Guard.
Guards, draw swords.
Guards, this reluctant magician...
...is not to leave the palace
under any circumstances.
He has a tremendous spell to weave,
in which I'm sure he will not fail.
However, should he fail...
- Executioner.
- Executioner forward.
Executioner, prepare the room
of the 29 fires.
Watch him carefully, he's slippery.
But I suspect that he is not fireproof.
- What are you doing?
- Shh!
I'm calling on my powers.
Assist me, all of you.
Oh, powers above and powers below.
Ye who weaves
at your tanglesome skeins...
...and daily spins the tapestry
of agony and joy...
...that mortals call the history of man...
...cup thy ear to Hajj the Beggar.
Aye, shabash.
Goat of Mendes.
Baphomet.
Blight and blast our Caliph's love.
Twice this day hast thou seen
fit to grant what I ween.
Twice this day has thou let...
...Hajj's humble prayer
climb up heavers stair.
And kismet so ordained.
My goal should be attained.
Another prayer, another cry.
Grant again, grant it,
I ask thee now, ask thee now.
Kismet, mystery of fate.
Fate
Heed me as I lower my knee
A beggar begging your ear
To hear his plea
Fate, let the sound of my voice beguile
Look with love on your slave below
And show your smile
'Tis but a trifle I ask
That in the master design
Which you have written and sealed
You change one line
This love that mustrt be
This he, this she
Turn her smile into scorn
Turn his heart into stone
- Turn the honey on their lips to brine
Ohhh
Then fate
The day is mine
Play on the cymbal
The timbal, the lyre
Play with appropriate passion
Fashion songs
of delight and delicious desire
For the night of my nights
Come where the so well-beloved
Is waiting
Where the rose and the jasmine mingle
While I tell her the moon is for mating
And 'tis sin to be single
Let peacocks and monkeys
In purple adornings
Show her the way
To my bridal chamber
Then get you gone
Till the morn of my mornings
After the night of my nights
After the night of my nights
'Tis the night of my nights
Play on the cymbal
The timbal, the lyre
Play with appropriate passion
Fashion songs
Of delight and delicious desire
For the night of my nights
Come where the so well-beloved
Is waiting
Where the rose and the jasmine mingle
While I tell her the moon is for mating
And 'tis sin to be single
Let peacocks and monkeys
In purple adornings
Show her the way to my bridal chamber
Then get you gone till the morn
Of my mornings
After the night of my nights
'Tis the night of my nights
After the night of my nights
'Tis the night of my nights
Marsinah.
Father?
- Oh, Marsinah.
I've looked everywhere for you.
I can't explain now.
- But we have to make a trip to Damascus.
- Damascus?
Oh, my poor father.
Some angry husband again?
Oh, no, it's much worse than that.
I'm in great danger of the Wazir.
His police may be here at any moment.
Come.
- The Wazir?
- Yes, Marsinah, I can't explain now.
- Look I'll tell you all about it as we go.
- Oh.
Father, Father, I can't leave now.
But this is a matter of life or death.
But I was to meet someone here.
Someone...
Police.
To the bride of the Caliph. Ha-ha.
To the second and third
and future wives...
...the All Highest will take
now that he has a first wife.
And to the silks he shall buy her.
And the satins and the jewels.
- Gentlemen, to polygamy.
To polygamy.
So you see, instead of becoming an emir,
I have incurred the wrath of the Wazir.
- Do you understand now why we must flee?
- Yes, I understand.
Help me saddle this beast and we'll get
out of here. I'll leave a fair price for him.
Out of the way.
Get out of the way.
- Look.
- Where is Hassan?
Procession is returning
without the bride.
Can't be true.
Why would any woman run from the Caliph?
- She just wasrt there.
- News will be all over Baghdad by morning.
Did you hear?
It isn't true. It can't be.
On the contrary, it must be.
Father, you frighten me.
What are you going to do?
Return to the palace
and become an emir.
- No.
- But Marsinah.
- No, I won't let you.
- But, Marsinah.
You're not going to put yourself
into the clutches of that butcher.
- Marsinah.
- You're no more of a magician...
...than he is. Than that camel is.
Marsinah. Now, listen,
you must wait here.
If I have not returned before dawn,
you go swiftly and secretly to Damascus.
Here's what's left of our gold.
Ample to buy your living for years.
Keep 10 gold pieces so that you can have
a dowry and marry a man of substance.
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