The Mummy Page #4

Yes, yes, it is.

Oh, thank you.

You know something, don't you?

- Just an idea.

- Have you told the police?

They didn't believe me.

I can't blame them.

Won't you tell me?

- The maniac might come here again.

- Here?

- Yes, he wants to kill me.

- What are you saying?

My only chance to catch him is

to wait here.

- But the police didn't believe you.

- They didn't.

- You're going to do this by yourself?

- What else can I do?

I won't allow it.

This is ridiculous. What can you

do alone against this man?

I'll have to take a chance.

I'll have my gun and wait for him.

I won't let you.

You should get away or at least

ask for police protection.

I tried to convince him.

He wants facts.

If you really want to help,

you'll go upstairs and lock the door.

I've never ordered you to do anything

before, but I am doing so now.

Please do as I ask.

Please go, Isobel.

Very well, John.

John, please take care.

I will, darling.

Don't worry.

Darling! Darling!

Are you all right?

He thought your wife was Ananka?

- There's a strong resemblance.

- She's been dead 4000 years.

So has the mummy.

A comatose state of living death.

- I was for having you certified.

- And now?

I asked questions all day

trying to get leads.

What I've come up with helps

confirm what you say.

- I'm glad you're convinced.

- I'm not. It's a theory.

My facts seem to have gone wrong.

- Tell me about this Egyptian man.

- What man?

- In the house by the nursing home.

- Egyptian?

So the locals say. They wouldn't

know an Egyptian from a Chinese.

- What's an Egyptian doing here?

- I wonder.

Didn't you ask him?

If he's here to grow mushrooms,

I must accept it.

He won't say he's here

to murder people.

- You know nothing about him?

- Not even if he's really Egyptian.

- I could find out.

- But you won't.

- It's too great a coincidence.

- You'd place yourself in danger.

It's your neck, but I'm responsible

for keeping it where it belongs.

- Don't take action yet.

- All right.

It'll take time.

I'll find out about him.

- You're going?

- I am. I shan't be far away.

Now, remember, no private police work.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Great god, we have accomplished

what we set out to do.

The three desecrators are now dead.

At last you've been avenged.

Now we are free to return

to our own country...

...if that is your desire.

You've done well, Kharis.

You may rest.

Soon we start the long journey home.

Rest, Kharis. I will call you

when it's time.

Go!

Good evening, my name is Banning.

I live a few miles from here.

I heard you're new to this district

so I thought I'd pay a call.

This is very courteous of you.

I haven't called

at an inconvenient time?

- Not at all. Do come in.

- Thank you.

My name is Mehemet Atkil.

This way, please.

Thank you.

It's difficult getting

to know people in a strange land.

- You come from Egypt?

- I do.

I spent many years in your country.

- You must know Egypt well.

- There's still a lot I want to learn.

- Are you Banning, the archaeologist?

- John Banning, junior member.

- Of course, Stephen Banning's son.

- You knew my father?

Only by reputation.

I haven't heard about him lately.

Has he retired?

My father is dead.

I'm sorry.

Please accept my sympathy.

May I have your coat?

- Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

This is indeed an honor.

To meet someone who's unearthed so

many of my country's sacred secrets.

- Are you interested in archaeology?

- Yes, I am.

Academically, that is,

not commercially.

I'm puzzled about archaeologists.

Has it occurred to them...

...that by opening sacred beings'

tombs, they commit desecration?

If we didn't, a great part

of civilization would be unknown.

Nevertheless, those tombs were sealed

for all time. You are an intruder.

You force your way in, you remove

remains of long-dead kings...

...and send them

to the British Museum...

...where thousands of people

can stare at them.

Does this not trouble your conscience?

- No, it's my job. It troubles you?

- Why should it trouble me?

I'm a civilized man.

To me, the dead are the dead. Clay.

- Can I offer you some refreshment?

- No, thank you.

- A cigar, perhaps?

- Do you mind if I keep to these?

Not at all.

I am very sorry to hear about

your father. When did he die?

Recently.

Had he been ill for some time?

Yes, he had. But that wasn't

the cause of his death.

What was the cause then?

He was murdered.

It was a great shock to me.

Please forgive my apathy.

In my country,

violence is quite commonplace.

It doesn't leave the same impression

as in this peaceful community.

The history of your country

is steeped in violence.

Indeed it is.

I remember the opening

of Princess Ananka's tomb.

She was high priestess

to a pagan god, Karnak.

We believe 100 people were put

to death during her funeral.

Most probably.

Karnak wasn't an important deity.

A third-rate god.

- Not to those who believed in him.

- Perhaps not.

Their standard of intelligence

must have been low.

- Why do you say that?

- He was insignificant.

He had nothing to commend him

to anyone intelligent.

- You assume a great deal.

- I don't think so.

I've studied extensively

this so-called religion.

It's based upon artificial,

ludicrous beliefs.

Did it occur to you that

beneath the superficial...

...there could be a great devotion

to this god?

- It occurred to me. I dismissed it.

- You're intolerant.

- Not intolerant. Just practical.

- Intolerant.

Because you can't experience

the greatness of a deity...

...you dismiss it

as of no consequence.

But believe me, to those who worship

and serve Karnak, he's all-powerful.

Surely there can't be people

who still have such beliefs?

You talk about something

of which you know nothing.

You've scratched only the surface

and you know nothing.

You disturb the everlasting peace

of the gods.

You pry and meddle

with unclean hands and eyes.

Profanity, blasphemy,

religious desecration.

All these you are guilty of.

But the powers with which

you have meddled do not rest easy.

- I think you will not go unpunished.

- Punished? By whom?

There are certain things

for which civilization has no answer.

If you choose to meddle thus...

...be prepared to face

the consequences, whatever they are.

Consequences?

That sounds like a threat.

You must excuse me, Mr. Banning.

We think our European dress,

our liberal education...

...have buried the past.

But occasionally one is forced

to realize that this is only a veneer.

Thousands of years of belief can't

be dismissed in one generation.

Please accept my apologies.

Please, I should apologize to you.

I came here to welcome you.

I'm afraid I got rather carried away.

I mustn't detain you any longer.

You haven't detained me at all.

- May I?

- Please do.

- The 20th dynasty, isn't it?

-19th.

Of course. Stupid of me. Have you

any other pieces in this period?

Very few. A large consignment

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