The Conqueror

[Galloping Hoofbeats]

[Horses Whinnying]

[Man Shouting Commands]

[Shouting]

[Man]

Lord, yonder!

Whoa!

Make way!

l"d speak with Targutai.

Lord,

the Mongol Chief!

Let him approach!

By whose leave

do you cross my lands?

A chief's lands are those

his men can hold with arms,

Temjin.

The Merkit Chief

comes to dispute them?

Were we alone, it would

be easier, Targutai.

Your blood brother

speaks in riddles.

Targutai is not

so wanting in wit

as he would let believe.

[Targutai]

Nor courage, Mongol, should

you seek to challenge it.

[Jamuga]

Would two lonely hunters

challenge a Merkit force...

under Chief Targutai

himself?

[Targutai]

Such humbleness

sits ill a Mongol.

Targutai is not deceived.

But I seek no dispute.

This journey is

an occasion ofjoy.

I am taking for myself

a third wife.

A Tartar woman,

Temjin.

I share your taste

in women, Targutai,

but not in blood.

Farewell,

Tartar woman.

For much less, my father

would have slain him.

The thought came

to me, but-

But you feared

the Mongol dog!

Not so, woman.

Targutai fears no man!

I put violence from me

lest I imperil you.

Would a Mongol dare touch

Kumlek"s daughter?

You know ill

the son of Yessugai.

An insolent pig.

[Shouts]

[Shouting]

Let the guards

spread out.

As ChiefTargutai orders.

Come on!

Come on!

[Shouting Commands]

I suspect Temjin had men

concealed nearby, and was

seeking to provoke me.

By such tricks does he live

since the death

of his father Yessugai.

His clans

are scattered.

Thanks to my father.

Your father Kumlek did well

to destroy the old Mongol Chief.

His tribe is now of

no more consequence than lice...

on a fat gelding.

Yet still you dare

not brave Temjin!

Bring me to drink!

And make haste, vermin!

Tempting.

Tempting but unwise,

my brother. Listen to me.

There are moments for wisdom,

Jamuga, then I listen to you.

There are moments for action,

then I listen to my blood.

I feel this Tartar woman

is for me.

My blood says,

"Take her."

[Goats Bleating]

[Men Jeer]

[Men Laughing]

Not even the mighty Kasar

bends iron

forged by Sorgan.

There"s a secret

in the dipping of it.

[Shouting

Encouragement]

[Grunting]

Our little brother

exercises himself.

[Grunting]

So there"s a secret

in the dipping of it,

eh, Sorgan?

Come, Kasar.

There is sport more suited

to your strength.

Put on your armor.

A raid?

A raid.

Yes, a sport worthy

of a man, eh, Sorgan?

[Men Laughing]

Nugal, take this

to the tanner.

Share the meat

among you.

I greet you,

my Mother.

Falconer!

You return empty-handed

from the chase, my son?

Not so.

A fine gazelle.

Now we seek

bigger game, Hunlun.

How many Merkits

did you observe?

Thirty. No more.

We"ll take twice that number.

Call Borgurchi and Subaya.

A small caravan.

With one flight

of arrows.

No man bends his bow

until so ordered.

I want Targutai"s woman

unharmed.

Targutai!

We attack

the Merkit Chief himself?

This troubles you?

The Merkits are numerous

and close!

The Tartars are

more numerous.

And the woman I take

from the Merkit"s Chief

is a Tartar woman.

This raid may reap us

more grief than spoils,

Temjin.

True!

Aye!

What says Jamuga?

Aye, what says

Jamuga?

Well, what says Jamuga?

I follow

my blood brother,

and so do we all.

Are you women

that you tremble before

a force half your number?

You fear the Merkits" revenge.

I seek it!

Let him who shrinks from it

say so and be gone.

There is no room in my tents

for those who fear...

or question my orders.

[Borgurchi]

None question your orders.

They offer counsel, brother.

Would they fear

to follow Temjin who is

without equal in battle?

Jamuga of

the silver tongue.

We attack as planned.

[Shouts]

Lord!

Whoa!

That jackal, Temjin!

To arms!

Guard the carts!

The Mongol!

The Mongol!

[Shouting]

[Shouting]

[Shouting]

Lord, they"re on us

from all sides!

Your horse!

Mount!

We flee!

From a pack

of lice?

Make haste, woman,

lest I leave you!

Go, my gallant suitor!

Bowmen!

Targutai!

Greetings!

[Whinnying]

Why such haste,

ChiefTargutai?

Do you spurn the hospitality

of my lands?

Arise, valiant one!

Come out from under there!

It"s all over!

Come on, get out

from under there!

On, brave suitor!

Would you desert

your bride unkissed?

Make haste, craven!

The Tartar wench awaits you.

What would the Tartar woman

have me do with her hero?

What does the jackal do

with a rabbit, Mongol?

Return to your people,

Targutai,

and speak well of

the Mongols" generosity.

[Yells]

Take this in memory

of your Tartar woman.

[Jamuga]

Away, Targutai!

The wounded beast is more

dangerous than the whole.

Better that you had slain him.

I have no fear ofTargutai,

wounded or whole.

Here"s the one

I must fear.

You say well, Mongol.

I am Bortai,

daughter of Kumlek!

Chief of all the Tartars!

Slayer of my father.

And of you

and all your mangy tribe

before this moon has waned.

What say you

of my prize, Jamuga?

Richer than you dreamed,

my brother.

Borgurchi, we march!

[Shouting Commands]

My Mother.

See to the sharing

of the booty.

All?

Place her tent

next to mine.

Ahh!

A fair prize, my son,

if my eyes see well.

Fairer than you know,

my Mother.

She is the daughter

of Kumlek.

Kumlek"s daughter!

Spawn of evil!

Let your slaves

have their sport with her!

I will not have her within our tents.

I say who stays

in our tents.

This woman

is for my pleasure.

You will take pleasure...

with the offspring

of your father"s slayer?

She will bring woe to you,

my son.

And to your people!

Stay, my Mother!

There will be feasting...

and rejoicing!

Rejoicing?

The memory of your father

is heavy in my heart.

And for me

there is no rejoicing.

?? [Guitar, Drums]

?? [Melancholy Song

In Native Language]

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?? [Lively Music]

[Shouts In Native Language]

Dance!

No! No!

Let"s see

the Tartar woman dance!

Huh?

[Cheering]

[Cheering Continues]

I do not dance

for jackals.

No?

But for Temjin

you"ll dance!

Dance,

Tartar woman.

Dance for Temjin!

Know this, woman.

I take you for wife.

Is Temjin so wanting

for a woman that he will

quench his fire with ice?

You had no love for Targutai.

This l"d swear.

So I must be overwhelmed

by Temjin, flattered

by his drunken ardor,

returning

kiss for kiss.

The least of my slaves

will give you more pleasure,

Mongol.

Guard!

Lord?

Take this captive

to her tent.

Come.

[Panther Snarls]

Woman!

[Whispering]

Jamuga.

Jamuga!

[Gasps]

Lord, my mistress

wishes to speak with you.

Bortai? Where is she?

A captive in her tent,

my Lord,

else she would

have come to you.

Come.

What mischief do you want

of me, woman?

Mischief?

Temjin did not think

it mischief...

until I refused him.

You I would not refuse,

Jamuga.

Suppose, having taken

your favors,

I refuse the favor

you seek?

Then I would reveal

your betrayal to Temjin.

Horses for me and

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