Sinbad and the Eye of the Tiger Page #4

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The sting of this insect

can be fatal to the strongest, -

- but to someone of your size...

Then answer my questions and quickly!

What are you searching for

here on this ship?

These perhaps?

Or this?

How could you know of their existence?

When will you decide to return

to your proper shape and size? And how?

Something of unique power.

The power that might be used to return

Prince Kassim to his human form -

- and make our journey

to the Arimaspi unnecessary.

The Arimaspi!

Where is it? And in what form?

A liquid? A powder?

My locket! ...Gone!

You've dropped it, haven't you?

Now, where would it be?

Kassim... have you seen it?

Here it is.

It's mine, it's mine.

It belongs to me!

It's smashed, the liquid's evaporating.

There's not much left.

- Take care, the liquid is precious.

- Evidently.

I believe it is the very stuff you used

to transform Kassim into an animal.

Perhaps there's not enough left

to retransform him. I must test it.

- Yes, on our friend here.

- No, that's mine! I need it!

- Yes, on our friend here.

- No, that's mine! I need it!

Will he be tempted?

There's a good fellow.

Lap it up, that's the way.

No, no, there's not enough!

Be silent!

By all the gods!

Kill! Kill the Greek!

Get away from me!

Transformed... the locket!

Get back!

- It's a mad bee!

- What is it?

It's not a bee. It's a mosquito!

What a mosquito!

The bird is getting away!

Kill the bird first.

We need the locket.

Praise be to Allah that you're unhurt.

Alas,

I underestimated the power of Zenobia.

I fear I've thrown away a chance

for Kassim. I am profoundly sorry.

You were right, Princess.

We should have left her to Kassim.

Try to calm him, Dione.

He's becoming more savage. Best to

keep him locked in his cage from now on.

Safe... You are safe.

Is there enough?

Yes, by all the gods of the underworld,

there must be!

Not enough! Not enough!

If only I had seen more.

Memorised more,

recorded it into my brain.

- A valley.

- At the end of the world.

And here:
The shrine of the legends.

The healing shrine.

We must let Sinbad show us the way.

And then I shall find the means

to prevent Melanthius from interfering.

Come, help me.

Ahoy!

Ice! Ice ahead!

- Where away?

- Dead ahead. Icebergs!

At last!

- Will it be soon now?

- We must sail north for four more days.

The less distance to cover on foot

the better. Anything to gain time.

The fourth full moon.

Two degrees port!

Look at them.

One column of that on top of us

and we'd sink like a ship of lead.

The entrance to the tunnel

is somewhere there.

If we could enter safely,

our journey will be all but over.

Sinbad, there!

Exactly as described in the scrolls.

Hassan, fetch me the chart.

- The tunnel leads directly to the shrine.

- It'll crack the boat like a walnut!

We must take the longer route.

There's less than three moons left.

If only we could've entered the tunnel.

We'll never make headway against this.

It's getting thicker every hour.

The hull must split if we go further.

Maroof... load up the sledge.

Throw up the ropes...

Quickly!

Keep moving, don't stop!

Pull! Keep pulling.

- It's easier to abandon it!

- Keep moving.

The ice is no match

for a boat of bronze.

- And Sinbad?

- Perhaps smashed, drowned or frozen.

Bahadin!...

What could it be?

What is it?

Look, it's beginning to crack!

I'll get the others!

On your feet! Seize anything you can!

Spears, axes, anything!

Melanthius,

protect Dione and the princess!

A giant walrus! We must stop it

before it reaches the camp!

Hit the eye! The eye!

Attack!

Get the cargo net.

Careful, Maroof!

Protect the supplies!

Get the cargo net!

Unravel it. This way. Quickly!

Open it. Spread it out.

Push, go on, push!

He's pulling us!

Pull away from him.

He's pulling us!

Help me.

Cut me loose.

Sinbad, my foot!

Cut me loose.

Hassan, your knife!

Cut me loose, cut me loose!

Too bad you couldn't hold him.

I should've liked to examine him.

- Walrus giganticus, prehistoric!

- I'm sorry. Next time I'll try harder.

Are you hurt?

It is said a man has only one life.

Now I have two.

I owe them both to Captain Sinbad.

I've never seen a black man

turn white before.

No sign of a tunnel between the cliffs.

The chart in the scroll is precise.

There is an entrance -

- and I mean to find it.

Minaton, sail on!

We've found it! We've found it!

Look, it's the aurora, see?

Hyperborea just beyond the hills.

And that strange glittering light?

The Arimaspi call it

the gift of the winter Apollo.

We call it aurora borealis.

And there, directly below the aurora, -

- the Valley of the Shrine.

He's turning carnivorous.

I hope it is not too late for Kassim.

He no longer responds

to human speech or contact.

Except for Dione.

Take them, Maroof.

Protect the women.

Sinbad, stand still!

All of you, don't make any sudden moves.

He's as frightened of us

as we are of him.

- I'm more frightened.

- I'm twice more frightened.

Sinbad... lower your sword

and step back slowly.

Do it!

What sort of evil monster is it?

It's not a monster.

It's one of man's ancestors.

They're not evil.

They're called troglodytes.

I've got the skull of one of them

in my laboratory.

He's coming closer!

Dione... speak to him.

Gently...

They have no idea of language, -

- but these primates were known for

their gentleness with females.

There, there...

No harm.

We mean no harm.

Friends.

We are friends.

Dione, be careful!

Kassim, he means no harm.

Perhaps he might be able to help us.

Dione, Princess...

Persuade Kassim to bring the trog

over here. I've something to show him.

Bring trog.

Bring him over there.

There... to my father.

Kassim, I want the troglodyte

to look at this.

The face drawn on the scrolls!

It marks the entrance to the valley,

the gate to the shrine.

Where, where?

Hyperborea!

By all the gods, he's done it!

Hassan, Maroof, the weapons.

There! There it is!

The entrance to the tunnel of ice!

The way to Hyperborea.

We shall be there first!

The tunnel, Minaton.

I will light the torches.

- Farah, are you all right?

- Yes.

There! Look over there!

- The last of the Arimaspi?

- Who can say?

Minaton.

Listen!

The boat is still moving!

There's some extraordinary force

pulling us like a mighty magnet, -

- drawing us to the shrine.

The face from the scrolls...

The gate to the shrine.

Come on.

Trog seems frightened of the gate.

- Frightened of what lies beyond, maybe.

- Why should he be afraid?

Like all primitives,

he's afraid of the unknown.

Afraid of what he can't understand.

Help me move the bar.

It's no use. We cannot move it

without blocks and ropes.

Trog will help us.

He must help.

The shrine of the four elements.

- See, it exists! A reality.

- Hope for Kassim... at last.

The arch!

The boat is stopping.

Wait.

Go on, up into the sunlight.

There it is.

Come!

At last you'll have a use for

that precious key of yours, -

- if you can find a lock to fit it.

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