The Making of 'The Scorpion King 2: Rise of a Warrior' Page #5

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Ari, throw me the sword.

The sword, Greek.

Ari.

Jewels first.

Careful. It's sharp.

That's right,

you fool.

I planned every detail of your little

heroic journey into the Underworld.

This sword makes

my power supreme.

You can never

trust a Greek, eh?

Nothing personal, Mathayus.

But a fortune in jewels

and a good tale to tell...

What writer could resist that?

Write well of my exploits,

scribe. Or I'll come for your head.

The king who became a god.

What?

Mathayus!

Never trust a Greek!

And I'm a poet not a

scribe, you jackass.

Now, Mathayus, as a Black Scorpion

you owe your allegiance to your king.

You took a sacred oath.

And the darkness grows.

Fong! Stop the arrow!

Get them off the wall!

Release those arrows!

Fire!

Fong! We have to stop the

flames from reaching the walls.

Fong, come on!

Stop the flames!

Put out the flames!

Use the sand!

Stop the flames

from reaching the walls!

Hurry, Fong!

Don't let the flames

reach the walls!

Fong, hurry, get the wall!

We got to put it out!

What?

This is for my father.

Layla, you saved us!

And so, Mathayus, why

should I show you any mercy?

You dared spurn me.

Not to mention

you stole my sword.

Because, My Lady,

you know you'll have me soon enough.

Yes.

I will.

Oh, Shamash,

hear my plea.

For three days and nights, my son has

slept the sleep of the living dead.

Bring him back to us

or take him please,

I beg you.

What's that stench?

I would think I've earned a thank you.

Of course, I never planned

on serving that wretch.

My words will tell your

story well, my friend.

In time, your exploits will be renowned.

If you'll just

let go.

Hey.

Welcome back.

Citizens of Akkad,

I give you your new king.

Son of Hammurabi,

Shalmaneser.

People of Akkad, we have

passed through a very hard time.

But the sun is rising again.

Where is the Greek?

He said something about

Olympia and Neptune's Trident.

But he wanted you

to have this.

He said you'd understand.

What?

I think he'll do quite well.

Our land, the people's

land, will prosper again!

People of Akkad...

Should have been you.

No thanks.

Not my cup of tea.

And us?

We'll be fine.

It would have been nice to

live in a beautiful palace

with lots of servants

and fine linens.

I thought you wanted to be a warrior,

roam the world

like a man.

Well, I decided I didn't like battles

and killing as much as I thought I would.

That every man may

know right from wrong.

Do you?

But the truth

of the matter was

Mathayus did have a fondness

for battles and killing.

And though he loved Layla,

the blood of a warrior

and the scorpion's dark venom

still coursed through his veins.

It would drive him out into the

wide world for further adventures

and further battles

until one day perhaps

he would return

to become the Scorpion King.

That is the subject

for another tale.

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