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(lively music)

(dramatic Middle Eastern music)

(radar blips)

- He is approaching the tunnel, Your Excellency.

- Good, Salim.

You know what to do.

(dramatic music)

(brakes squealing) (tires screeching)

(explosion)

(fire crackling)

- It is done, Your Excellency.

The king is dead.

- Good.

My plan goes well.

You'll be rewarded, Salim.

- Thank you, Excellency.

But now, as regent, you must prepare to meet the vizier,

who, as tradition demands, will send for you.

- Ha, the old fool.

It's these traditions he wastes so much time with,

which I intend to change.

- Ah, but for the moment, My Lord,

you cannot afford to offend him.

- Quite so.

And so that matters between us are not made worse,

I shall, for the moment, humor him

and change into more traditional attire.

(dramatic Middle Eastern music)

- Ben Shazar, it is well that you honor

the throne room of the king

in robes befitting this somber occasion.

(dramatic music)

I have grave news.

The sultan has been struck down.

- It is the will of Allah, Vizier.

- You could at least attempt

some show of sympathy, Ben Shazar.

However, the power you seek will evade you.

The rightful heir, Prince Kahib,

will be summoned from England within the allotted 24 hours

and shall be crowned king 24 hours thereafter.

- My loyalty, Vizier, is with whoever is king.

- We shall see.

I go now to stand vigil by the old king

until the crowning of the new.

(dramatic music)

Our new king, Prince Kahib.

(curious music)

(triumphant music)

- Height, four foot three.

Height, four foot four.

Eyes, brown.

Eyes, brown, right.

Just darken the hair, and with the glasses,

it'll be close enough.

Well, uh, this one could be a photo finish, Sam.

Get it? (laughs)

Photo?

- Yeah, Chief.

You're a laugh a minute.

- Yeah, well.

Get down to the cottage right away.

I'll arrange final details and check with you there.

- This is one heck of a long shot, Chief.

- You're right, Sam.

But it just could work.

(curious music)

- Sam, it could never work.

He'd be found out in no time.

- He just has to carry it off for one day, Mac,

to give us time to track down Prince Kahib.

- It's impossible.

- We've tried the impossible before, Dad.

Besides, it could be fun.

- Fun?

What, walking into an armed camp,

not knowing what to expect?

- Mac, there's no time to waste.

The regent, Ben Shazar, is backed by a powerful interest

in the East.

If he assumes power,

the whole sector will be plunged into all-out war.

Joe can stop it.

- It's a tall order, Sam.

- That's why we're here,

to take numbers 26, Professor Edwin Myers,

former tutor to the young prince.

- Okay, Sam, I realize how important it is.

Alright, Joe?

- Yes, Dad.

I'm ready.

- Immediately after the transfer,

we'll take your car to WIN headquarters, Mac.

(machine whirring)

(lively music) (machine whirring and beeping)

(engine whirring)

(birds tweeting)

(upbeat music)

- Right, are you all prepared, Joe?

- Yes, sir, we're ready.

- We've only 12 hours before the regent

is empowered to declare himself king.

- Since he almost certainly engineered

the kidnapping of the prince,

he reckons he's already achieved his ambition.

- That's right.

- How well does the regent know the boy?

- Well, we've got a break there, Professor.

He's seen him only twice,

and both times over three years ago.

The grand vizier is one man

who could positively identify the prince,

but he won't appear publicly

until the day of the coronation.

But there are others, and they'll be watching.

The pressure is going to be on you all the time, Joe.

- I'm going to be my best, Mr. Weston.

- Sam, you'll be going along.

- Yes, sir.

When do we leave?

- You'll pick up a charter jet in one hour.

You should land in a private airfield

near the palace at 1500 hours.

Now, Joe, there are two makeup people next door

who are going to try to make you look like the prince.

But first, you take this.

It's a replica of the prince's ring,

bearing the head of the lion.

Inside, we built a homing device.

Take good care of it.

It could save your life.

(plane engines running) (air rushing)

- A most impressive sight, Salim.

- Yes, Excellency.

- The deadliest aircraft in the world,

ours for the asking.

That old fool, the sultan, had absurd loyalties.

Our new friends will enable us to grow rich and powerful.

- Our English agents report that the boy

is being well guarded, Your Excellency.

- Good, Salim.

All the obstacles have been removed.

Nothing now stands between me and the crown.

(dramatic music)

- Won't be a minute, "Your Highness."

- Alright, Uncle Sam.

- You know, Joe, in that outfit,

you could almost fool me.

- Your Highness, please excuse me,

but I've read so much about you.

Which member of the royal family will you be seeing first?

- Well, I, um.

- I don't think that--

- Please tell me, Your Highness.

- Well, um.

- Your Highness, you mustn't tire yourself.

- Surely you would know.

- Hold it.

The prince has been through a very harrowing time.

There will be no more questions.

- But I--

- No more.

- I'm sure your people will give you a tremendous reception,

Your Highness.

If they know you're coming.

(dramatic music)

- (sighs) How did that happen?

- I forgot my glasses, Uncle Sam.

I'm sorry.

- Once we reach Ardaji, we can't afford mistakes like that

or the game's up, Joe.

- Yes, Uncle Sam.

(dramatic Middle Eastern music)

- Salim, what is it?

Well, what is it?

- Excellency, a report has just reached us,

telling of the intended arrival in two hours' time of

Prince Kahib.

- What?

- It is true.

And yet the last word from our agents

was that the boy was closely guarded.

- He must be an imposter.

Whoever he is, we will eliminate him.

No one will stand in my way to the crown.

(dramatic music)

(plane engine slowing)

- He is about to leave the plane, Excellency.

- The next few minutes will show him for the imposter he is.

- Your Highness.

Welcome.

I ordered a little refreshment.

You must be--

- I do not eat or drink until I've reached

the palace of my fathers.

It is the custom.

- Your arrival is being kept secret, Your Highness,

until your presentation to the grand vizier.

But all Ardaji has been awaiting your return.

Allah has indeed smiled upon us.

- You are most kind.

Tell me, when will I meet the regent?

- I should think very soon after your arrival

at the palace, Your Highness.

You have heard much of him?

- Yes, but one cannot believe everything one hears.

Don't you agree?

- Yes, that is so.

But come, Your Highness.

You must be tired.

Your car will take you to the palace.

- Thank you.

We will, no doubt, meet again.

- No doubt, Your Highness.

Allah go with you.

- No doubt of it at all.

- Well, I think you were...

Uh, were most handsomely received, Your Highness.

- Why, yes, Professor.

It is good to be home.

- The palace, Your Highness.

You remember it?

- Yes.

But the tower on the west wall.

Has it been changed?

- Why, yes, Sire, it has.

The sultan ordered it rebuilt

just a few short months ago.

- So far we're holding our own,

but now that you've set foot in the kingdom, Joe,

the coronation will follow in 24 hours.

- What if Shane Weston can't get

the real prince here by then, Sam?

Joe won't fool the vizier.

- I know, but

first of all, he's got to get by the regent, Ben Shazar.

And that comes right now.

Okay, Joe?

- Yes, Uncle Sam.

- He's crafty and he's dangerous.

Don't drop your guard for a second.

- I won't forget this time, Uncle Sam.

- Put on your glasses, and be careful, Joe.

- Right.

I'm ready.

(dramatic Middle Eastern music)

- Your Highness.

- Regent?

- Yes, Your Highness.

- You!

- Please excuse my little game this afternoon.

But one must sometimes be careful of what one reveals.

- That is your privilege.

Why did you wish to see me?

- The vizier has expressed a wish to see you this evening.

- We do not meet until the coronation.

Is that not the custom?

- In this case, the vizier wished to make an exception.

- I will see him at the appointed time and not before.

- As you wish, but some rules are made to be broken.

Your grandfather at the Islamic Congress in Cairo

seven years ago--

- That was over eight years ago, Ben Shazar, in Khartoum.

Goodnight.

- Salim!

- Excellency.

- (speaking foreign language)

- That is not necessary.

I shall eat in my room with my friends.

And I prefer English to be spoken.

- As you wish.

I hope your sleep is a pleasant one.

I have few doubts left that he is Prince Kahib.

He must be removed from the palace tonight.

Understand?

- I understand, Excellency.

(mysterious music)

(dramatic music)

(Sam stirring)

(Mac snoring)

(mysterious music)

(Mac snoring)

(dramatic music)

(triumphant music)

- Sam?

Sam?

Of all the times.

Hold that helijet.

You've got another passenger.

- [Man] But, sir, you--

- You heard me.

I'm coming along.

- Mac, wake up.

- What is it?

- Must have been drugged.

They've got Joe.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

Where are you speaking from, Chief?

- [Chief] I've just landed at the airport,

with the real prince.

- That's great news, but I'm afraid they've got Joe.

- [Chief] That's terrible.

But you should be able to trace him

with the homing signal from that ring.

- Don't worry, Chief, we'll find him.

Out.

Mac, is the signal still strong?

- Yes.

He must be somewhere near.

- [Man on Radio] Thousands of people

are still awaiting the arrival of Prince Kahib

here at the palace.

No official announcements have been made about the delay.

- In a few minutes, they will be forced to announce

the coronation cannot take place.

And I shall return to the city and claim my crown.

- Yes, Excellency.

And what of our friend?

- [Ben] I'm afraid--

- [Man on Radio] Wait.

The crowd's beginning to cheer.

It's the prince. (crowd cheering in background)

The prince has arrived.

- It can't be.

What has happened?

- You've lost, Ben Shazar.

I'm not the prince.

I'm Joe 90, World Intelligence.

- I don't know how you have done it,

but you tricked me, and you will pay.

- No.

When the people hear of your treachery,

it will be you who will pay.

- He's right, Excellency.

We must leave.

- Salim, you are a coward as well as a fool.

(gunshot)

(dramatic music)

And now for you, Joe 90.

(gunshot)

(dramatic music) (brakes squealing)

- Joe?

Joe?!

- Ben Shazar's getting away.

Through there.

- Stay with Joe, Mac, I'll catch him.

(gunshots)

- Is it true, Dad?

Is Prince Kahib being crowned king?

- Yes, Joe.

Shane Winston got him to the ceremony just in time.

- Ah, he got away.

He fixed our car with two shots in the gas tank.

(Salim groans)

- Tunnel.

Switch.

- Salim.

What are you trying to say?

- (strains) Mirror.

Tunnel.

- (laughs) Imbeciles.

To think they could fool me with the mirror trick.

No!

(brakes squealing) (tires screeching)

(explosions)

(fire crackling)

(gentle music)

(triumphant music)

- It is time, Your Majesty,

to show yourself to the people.

(triumphant music)

- Well, you were king for a day, Joe.

How was it?

- One day was enough, Uncle Sam.

I could never get used to it.

- Ah, it's his life, Joe.

It's what he's been brought up to.

- I think he'll be a good king, Dad.

For a long, long time.

- Thanks to you, Joe 90.

Thanks to you.

(triumphant music) (crowd cheering)

(gentle music)

(music turns lively)