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And cut.
That's the print.
That's what you wanted, Frederick. Yeah. I can give you another if there's... It
was fine, Sean. Fine.
Okay, listen, people. I want to move in for a close -up of the open sacrifice.
And I want this right.
So tech advisor here.
Tech advisor.
I cannot work like this.
I'm right here.
Thanks for showing up. Take a look at this. Is he holding those things right?
has to be.
Accurate. Go.
Nigel!
I'm in affair with Brad Pitt.
Nigel! It's all right. I haven't got too well. Bye.
Sorry, I was just... Check out the props.
Right. Checking out props.
Wrapping aged perfectly and arms are crossed. Everything is as it should be.
The crook and flail.
Oh, the crook and flail.
And flail.
Sitting can't be.
It is, Nigel.
Something wrong?
The crook and flail, they're real.
What are you talking about?
They belong to Amun II.
I'm on the second.
He's probably the most important pharaoh of the New Kingdom.
These are real relics from his tomb, which, until this moment, was thought
to have been found.
The propman pulled the crockenslayer from stock.
Stock? The prop department.
This is a big discovery.
isn't it?
Huge.
What are you thinking?
Whether to let the press have it now... No!
I mean, I understand how important publicity is, but I have to figure out
real relics got mixed up in props.
Besides, there might be an even bigger story here.
Egyptian pharaonic crook and flail.
Condition excellent.
One each, no doubles.
From The Pharaoh's Revenge.
Not a film buffet.
The Pharaoh's Revenge was a classic silent film. One of the first to shoot
location.
In Egypt.
Egypt?
Produced and directed by Sir Cyril Reid in 1924.
How did the props get from Egypt back to the studio?
Hold on.
After the shoot, 46 crates left the port of Alexandria.
This is strange.
All I have on record is the receipt of 39 crates delivered back to the studio.
What happened to the other seven?
I've been here a long time, but not that long.
You mentioned the filmmaker, Sir Cyril Reid.
Any chance he's still around?
He died in the 70s.
Yeah, I guess anyone associated with the film would be dead by now.
Thank you for your help. I'll return these later.
I think his granddaughter still lives on the family estate.
Maybe she knows something.
I don't think you realize the predicament you've put yourself in.
You're my barrister, not my father, and there is no predicament.
You are facing serious jail time if you don't cover the margins which are due
next week.
I have a buyer for the estate.
This place is not worth half what you need to come up with, my dear.
You may well be surprised.
And what does your brother have to say about this offer?
Malcolm will do what I tell him, as will you, Crispin.
I think it's time for you to go.
You know where the servants' entrance is, don't you?
Malcolm, I need to see you tomorrow.
Rearrange your schedule, Malcolm.
I'll see you tomorrow at ten.
I've got to go.
Hi, my name is Sidney Fox.
Are you Jacqueline Reeves?
I'm sorry to drop in like this. The gate was open.
I'd like to talk to you about your grandfather.
Regarding what?
The making of his film, The Pharaoh's Revenge.
I don't have the time. I'm not a film buff.
I'm a professor of antiquities.
I've come across a find that I think may somehow involve Sir Cyril.
What do you mean by find?
Do you have any knowledge of the relics other than the Crook and Flail?
Well, I've seen the Pharaoh's Revenge a few times, but that's about it.
Did your grandfather keep any records?
I'm sorry I can't be of help.
He was a very private person.
I don't have anything.
Any luck?
These look like directions for the soul of the deceased to find their way to the
afterlife. Precisely. These two scepters don't just symbolize power.
Well, they're like a map out of the tomb.
I think if someone followed these directions backwards, they might just
a way in to a millisecond's burial place.
Check the flights for Egypt.
I did. There's one leaving for Cairo at 9 .30.
How did Jalegwa go?
We're going to have to go to Egypt.
Egypt? What about this thing?
Well, Frederick, think of all the publicity you'll get if I actually find
funeral chamber.
If you just keep it under your hat until we return, the press will be swarming
all over you. But what will I do about the technical advisor?
Well, for what you need, my assistant's more than capable.
You mean I get to stay here and talk to pretty actresses and you have to go on
your hands and knees through dirty, trap -ridden tunnels?
Her name's Claudia. She'll be arriving in the morning.
Claudia?
Claudia? Of course.
I don't know why I didn't think... That, uh, Claudia, does she know her stuff?
Oh, well, you have no idea.
Checking in?
Fox? Sidney Fox.
Sidney Fox.
Your room is ready. Give me one moment.
I can't believe you stuck Frederick with Claudia.
Oh, she'll be fine. I left her my notes.
Did you remember to write them in short sentences?
Nigel. I don't mean to be unkind, but this is Claudia.
She's going to take one look at Frederick and go, oh, my God.
One look at your notes and go, bloody hell.
I don't think Claudia would say bloody hell.
No, she wouldn't.
Great. Frederick couldn't wait for the publicity.
We're just going to have to get moving a little faster, that's all.
Yeah.
I've stored 3D copies of the crook and flail.
It's almost as good as having the real thing with us.
No way.
Claudia. The director is a tyrant.
He's not that bad. Did you get my notes? Yeah, and they are no help.
They're not as complicated as they seem. Just try reading them slowly and maybe
break them up into smaller sentences.
We're only going to be gone for another day or two. You'll be fine.
I don't know.
Just go with your instincts, Claudia.
You've got good instincts.
Good luck.
She'll be fine.
Didn't say anything.
I'll get it.
It fit me full.
We've been informed that one or both of you is in possession of an artifact
stolen from the Cairo Museum.
That's ridiculous.
We have nothing to hide.
Just where did this tip come from?
You can explain this.
What's that?
That's not art. No, it is not.
It belongs to the Egyptian people.
We were set up. You can bet on it. Once that story was leaked to the press,
every relic hunter in the world became our competition.
I wonder what the penalty is for smuggling antiquities out of Egypt.
You don't want to know.
It's not working, Frederick.
It is working fine, Sean. It's working fine. No, I can feel it.
Sean.
So, is it the dialogue? It's not the dialogue.
There's just something that doesn't ring true about the theme, Frederick.
Claudia!
Claudia.
You've been watching the rehearsal.
Is there anything, anything in this scene that is not correct?
No.
Can we shoot now?
I'm sorry, Frederick. Something is still not right.
His shirt.
What about his shirt?
We should take it off.
Pyramid tunnels were...
hot and humid and sweaty, I would have taken his shirt off for sure.
Go with me on this one?
By the end of the scene, his hair should be dripping wet and every
curve of his shirtless torso should be glistening with sweat.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Okay, lose the shirt.
Let's go.
What are you doing there? You know, we really don't have time for this sort of
thing. Sorry, but today, what are you doing?
Nigel, get out of the car!
Now would be a good time to leave.
We're never going to get away with this.
The two of us stand out like sore thumbs.
You know what? You're right.
When you get up, meet me in the hall.
Get up? Get up for what?
Oh, dear.
I'm on my head.
Are you all right?
Let me help you, sir.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you. A thousand apologies.
Thank you very much. Appreciate it. No, no, no, no.
Was that completely necessary?
Find something in your collar.
Find them.
I don't care what it takes.
And then I want to have a long talk with them.
Alone.
I can't see.
Nigel, where'd you put your laptop?
It's gone.
Well, it was here the last time I used it.
The hard copies, thank God.
We can still locate the tomb.
Let's hope the competition's not already there.
What are we going to do with these?
Throw him over the balcony. We'll get him later.
If you only developed as much passion for objects with a heartbeat, you might
have emerged as somewhat interesting, Malcolm.
Do you talk to them as you tinker? What do you want, Jacqueline?
I've got an offer on the estate.
Look, I told you before, I don't want to be involved in any of this. Yes, but
you already are involved, Malcolm.
Unless, of course, you decide to sell all your cars and become a real
Crispin said it wouldn't cover the trouble you're in.
Crispin doesn't know what he's talking about.
And Crispin doesn't know what we know.
That's not right.
We shouldn't have kept the secret.
Well, we did keep the secret.
And we'll both die with that secret.
Now, here's the contract.
I want it signed and notarized.
You can do that on your own, can't you?
You enjoy belittling me, don't you?
Only because you're so pathetic, Malcolm.
Do you know what would be a miracle, Malcolm?
To witness my brother not being a gutless wonder.
I would work up some respect for you. I loathe you, chaplain.
I know.
Have that contract signed and notarized and bring it back to me.
This is it. Stop.
Stop. Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Amun was to follow the Bektab.
Well, the Bektab's a tributary of the Nile that no longer exists.
Well, this is the dry riverbed.
Amun's spirit was to ascend to the heavens when he was between the great
at Keprin and the Jerephrae pyramid at Abirosh.
This is definitely the right spot.
Okay, so what's next?
This is where the stick comes in. According to the hieroglyphs, when Amun
the tomb, he placed his staff in the ground when Ra was over his head.
And Ra's dark cousin would point the way to where we are now.
Ra's dark cousin?
Well, Ra is the sun god.
His dark cousin must be... the shadow.
You said when Ra was over his head.
Noon.
It's four o 'clock now.
Amun's spirit was only to appear on the summer solstice.
Considering what day it is today, when Amun stuck his staff in the ground...
His shadow would have pointed 30 degrees north of where ours is now, in that
direction.
And if we're following it backwards, we're headed that way.
So, we follow the compass to that ridge.
Who do you think set us up?
Someone who knew exactly who to call to get us arrested.
Rival relic hunter?
Well, with that picture splashed all over the papers.
It didn't take long to find out that I was consulting on the film. Anyone that
knows me knows that I would have headed straight to Egypt with a clue like that.
Right there.
There are two of them.
Well, they're the only entrances for a long way.
I'm pretty much on the compass course, but which one do we take?
I'm not sure yet.
It is possible for me to calculate a more precise angle.
to the exact medium between the two monuments. The ancient Egyptians had
sophisticated ways of judging distance.
And what with Amun's father being worshipped... That way.
How do you know that?
I just do.
You just do?
What do you mean, you just do?
It's hardly scientific.
Watch your step.
These rocks are pretty loose.
Yes. God forbid I should be injured for when they hang us back in Luxor for
assaulting the local police.
Looks like this tunnel goes on for a little while.
Well, I guess we made the right choice then, huh?
I'm not that one up to instinct, eh?
Once the priesthood sealed up the main tunnels after the burial, they must have
left this opening for the soul to escape.
Considering back then the Bechtel was running freely, it would have been good
cover against grave robbers.
Well, someone broke in here after that river dried up and stole that crook and
flail. Yeah.
Nigel.
The tomb of Amon.
That door is definitely not the work of New Kingdom tomb builders.
No.
I doubt they had welding torches back then.
Freshly broken.
Someone got here first.
Be careful.
I don't think so.
What do you mean?
Pharaoh's got a Timex.
I wonder when the tomb was looted.
Look at this.
2 July, 1924, S .F.
Evening Star.
Reed.
What went on here in 1924?
Well, 1924 was the year that Sir Cyril Reed shot the pharaoh's revenge.
Reed.
The S .S. Evening Star.
And who was he?
His name was Gamal Nassim.
Sidney Fox.
You don't disappoint.
You are as beautiful as I have heard.
And as good.
Your interpretation of the hieroglyphs was quite helpful. Thank you for the
computer. And you are?
Omar Nazim.
And to answer your question, he was my grandfather.
Your grandfather?
The famous.
Or as others might have said, the infamous Tomb Raider of the 1920s.
I should take my inheritance.
You see, he claimed to have discovered the tomb of Amon II, but no one believed
him. And then he disappeared, mysteriously, in 1924.
Now I know where he's been all this time.
And who did this to him?
Reed.
Yes, Miss Fox.
The director of The Pharaoh's Revenge.
Quite fitting.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to reclaim the rest of my inheritance.
Don't make this more painful than it has to be.
Phone! Come on!
We are ready!
Hey, Frederick, what's up?
We're working on my dialogue.
We're working on his dialogue.
I just found out I've been mispronouncing the pharaoh's names.
We'll only be a few more minutes.
There's no way we're going to get a signal for the cell phone down here.
too far into the cliff.
Nothing of you has been here.
Only this grave was built to last forever. Come on.
Built?
What?
You said built.
Who built this tomb?
I've no idea.
Well, it's classic New Kingdom.
There's one... One, two, three...
Nigel. What is this? I've seen this before.
It's a... It's the mark of Ignatius, the tomb builder.
Right. What was his architectural signature?
No, um, wasn't he the guy that built air shafts above the sarcophagus in his
burial chambers?
Air shafts?
The shafts were meant for spirits to pass through, not humans.
There's something else about the
Inex's tomb.
I just can't remember what it is. When you figure it out, let me know.
Okey -dokey.
Where'd you go?
Sid?
Is everything all right?
A little tight.
5 ,000 years worth of dust.
Sydney, I remember what it is about the tomb.
What is it?
Traps. Traps?
He built traps into all the entrances and exits.
What about the airships?
I don't know.
This is not a good thing to not know.
What kind of trap?
I'm not sure.
You're not... sure?
It's been a long time, Sid. I didn't spend a lot of time on his work.
Maybe fire?
Fire?
No. Wait, that was a ronk.
Water, maybe.
Water, like in flooding or drowning?
Yes. Yes, that's it.
No. I can't be sure.
Well, unless you'd like to add starvation to our list of possible
think I'll keep going.
Of course.
Spike!
Sidney!
Sidney!
Space. It's all beginning to make sense now.
It all goes back to 1924, when Pharaoh's Revenge finished shooting.
Reed transported the props back to London.
Now, I bet if I took another look at that prop department invoice, it would
the vessel as the SS Evening Star.
Well, what are you saying?
Well, what if Gamal, the old Tomb Raider, actually found Amun's funeral
like Omar said, then approached Reed with a scheme to smuggle its contents
of Egypt?
Studio props.
That's a pretty clever way of smuggling antiquities past Egyptian customs.
Let me guess the ending.
Reed double -crosses Gamal and seals him in the tomb.
It's possible, isn't it? We've got to get back to London. Give me the cell
phone.
Before we make plane reservations, need I remind you that we're escapees wanted
by the Egyptian police who confiscated our passports?
How do we get out of the country?
How did you get in here?
This is not a robbery, Miss Reed.
Who are you?
My name is Omar Nassim.
I came all the way from Cairo regarding something that happened years ago.
During the filming of The Pharaoh's Revenge.
He was quite a man.
Very impressive estate.
All this priceless British respectability.
Your gun is making me nervous.
I know what happened in
1924.
What are you talking about?
Your grandfather double -crossed and murdered mine over the treasure of Amun
a pharaoh of the new kingdom.
You can't be serious.
Very serious.
Misread. You see, my grandfather, Gamal, was a tomb raider who made a deal with
your grandfather to sneak the antiquities out of Egypt.
I'm here to discuss our inheritance.
Why should I trust you?
I don't think you have a choice.
Now, what happened?
To Armand II's treasures.
Misread.
Maybe I should show you what's in the basement.
Let me get the keys.
There you are. I thought your plane got in at eight.
We were delayed getting out of Cairo.
How'd it go?
Well, other than being entombed, left for dead, and having to sneak out of the
country, everything was fine, isn't it?
How's everything going here?
Even worse. We're already in second meal penalty. They're going to have to push
tomorrow's call, and it looks like Sean's not even going to get his proper
turnaround.
Oh, by the way, Clyde, the prop guy, he's been looking for you.
I got your message.
The Evening Star was the ship that brought the props back to England.
According to the Bill of Lading, these were among the items that went in the
same crate as the Crook and Flail.
Sidney, these are authentic as well.
So, everything, the props from the film as well as the contents of Almond's
tomb, were all shipped back to England on the Evening Star.
Well, what if one of those crates of artifacts...
It was mislabeled and ended up at the studio.
Instead of disappearing with the other crates full of smuggled relics.
But where are they now?
You know, last time I was here, something struck me as curious.
What?
Well, for a wealthy man who's a noted Egyptologist, he had nothing from Egypt
display. Well, he has been dead a long time.
Maybe it's all in storage.
Maybe his dad sold it. Anyway, why are you so suspicious?
I don't know.
Something's just not right.
What do you mean, something's just not right?
I have a feeling.
There's no feeling in the thing again.
Doesn't look like there's anybody home.
We're going to have to go in.
Of course we are.
Vinny, come take a look at this.
The blood leads right down the stair.
It's odd.
The Victorian architecture.
It just becomes a stone wall.
A newbie.
Finally something Egyptian.
A watcher of the dead.
And at the end of the tunnel, it seems.
You know, we should have found this in Egypt, where the steel door was outside
the two of them in the second.
I can't believe it.
We found the lost tomb of Amun II.
But not in the Valley of the Kings, in the English countryside.
Nigel, what do you say we open her up, see how old Amun's holding up?
My God.
Sir Cyril.
He gave himself a pharaoh's burial.
He's been dead for 30 years. Look at him.
It's an embalming job.
The question is, where's the real pharaoh?
Omar must have confronted Reed's granddaughter.
So she kills them and dumps them here.
Oh, almost killed them.
I must confess, I've never been very good at finding a pulse.
So, uh, freeze -dried Cyril in the basement?
Does he come with the rest of the treasure?
Amazing, isn't it?
Ancient embalming techniques.
Much better than the most sophisticated modern methods.
Fascinating. You are going to take greater care when checking out, aren't
Yes, I am.
And this time I'm not going to rush with you two.
I thought so.
Nigel, you remember Monaco?
I hope this has a point.
Nigel.
Miracles do happen, Jacqueline.
And it is notarized.
That's it. Hold it.
Jolly good. One more.
Excellent. Big smiles now.
There, that's it. One more.
One more.
That's it. Great.
Thank you very much.
Let me get this straight. We escape the Egyptian police. We get left for dead in
a pharaoh's tomb.
We almost get shot by some deranged woman, and they get all the credit.
Welcome to show business.
What do we get out of this?
We get our passports back.
Come on, we better go.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I got to thank you for Claudia.
you so much. She's terrific. She really knows her stuff. Thanks.
Why are those extras in the nude?
Oh, the sons of nubes, you mean.
Thanks to Claudia, we caught it in time.
They were wearing robes.
But they did wear robes.
I love this job.
Come on, we're late.
Where are you going?
We're heading off to the Reed estate. We have to meet the emissary from the
Cairo Museum.
He's cataloging the Amun II collection.
Have they found the mummy of Amun II yet?
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