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IN THE KINGDOM OF THE SILVER LION

Get an eyeful of this, Halef.

Of what, Sidhi?

Thank you, beautiful child.

Ain't she a dream, Sidhi?
A little shake and she'd be bared.

To be in an oasis with her...
I'd pay seven fat chickens for that.

I'll tell your Hanneh that.

Please don't. She's a strange woman.
She doesn't tolerate certain things.

More tea, Milord?

Yes, naturally. Why not, my child?

When we're back in London, remind me
to add a special chapter to my memoirs

about the great dangers of the Orient,
will you, Archie?

My I remind His Lordship,

that His Lordship dedicated 10 chapters
to these special dangers.

I did indeed, did I?

Yes, but still, I have gained
profound insight into the Arabic world,

and, dear Archie,
I think seriously think--

You shouldn't, Milord.

- The Queen--
- Pardon.

...and Lady Lindsay
would object, presumably.

Right, Archie.

I'll probably have to do without
the enchanting enrichment of my memoirs.

- That's right, Milord.
- Yes.

Ingdcha.

Allah blessed the world
through you, Ingdcha.

And he placed
all of earth's virtues in you.

I'm sorry you're leaving tomorrow.

A man should leave while his absence
pains his friends, Kadir Bey.

You are wise, Effendi.

We will be eternally thankful

for liberating us
from the Machdrech of Mosul.

Don't forget, Kadir Bey,
his corpse was never recovered.

It is unlikely he has survived the fall,
but not impossible.

Am I right, Kadir Bey?

Dear Kara, you may call me an ass
if the Machdrech is alive.

What is it?

The respect I hold Milord in
prevents me from holding up a mirror.

Oh! Well, let's hope I'm mistaken.

Yes, let's, Sir David.

Kara Ben Nemsi,
take me to my grandmother, Mara Durimeh.

For you it's but a small detour.

- She is a wise old woman.
- I'm aware of her.

Mara Durimeh, her grandmother, fights
for justice for Christians and Muslims.

She guards ancient Chaldean treasures
in the caves of Mount Nedjir.

There is nobody I'd rather entrust
my daughter to than you, Effendi.

Your trust honours me, Kadir Bey.

Conducting two ladies through Kurdistan
is a big responsibility.

Metta is staying here.

My daughter was born in Kurdistan.
She rides like a man.

- I know.
- Take me along, Effendi.

Alas, I have to remain.

Will Milord remain too?

Shall I help pass the time?

Milord, the ark...

Right. Noah's Ark.

The lookout, our scout.

Please, Effendi.

An important message, Kadir Bey.

Interrupting the celebrations?

I overheard two men talking,
the Father of the Sabre and an unknown.

What did you hear?

They're planning
to steal Mara Durimeh's treasures.

Is it true? Will you swear to it?

Yes, Lord, on my life.

Kara, I need a word with you.

Did he bring bad news?

He eavesdropped on Abu Seif.

They're planning to ambush Mara Durimeh
to rob the Chaldean treasure.

As the famous Haji Halef Omar Ben Haji
Abul Abbas Ibn Haji Dawud al Gossarah,

I'll at once--

I shall go with my warriors.

Kadir Bey, you'd better stay in Caldea.

The Machdrech is dangerous
if he's alive.

We never found his body.

And his adjutant Durek
escaped with most of his men.

I have to join Mara Durimeh.

Do you trust me, Kadir Bey?

Like I trust myself, Kara Ben Nemsi.

May I protect
the Caldean treasure on your behalf?

Can I ride with you?

Of course.

I'll ride with you and lead you.

I'll send 30 warriors with you.

No thanks, Kadir Bey.
It would draw attention.

But you'll take me along,
Kara Ben Nemsi?

If your father agrees.

I do agree, Effendi.

You see, Kara,
I have a lot of money and an old name.

I am said to be excentric.
People take me for a fool, but I'm not.

I'm sure you're not.

Thanks.
I'd like to show the gents in London,

I can find
what others searched for in vain.

Yes, Noah's Ark.

Yes. I'd love to ride with you
into a new adventure,

- but I can't abandon my quest.
- Good luck.

It'll be in the papers.

Archie, buy Mr Kara subscriptions
for every newspaper on earth.

Chinese newspapers too?

But of course.

A small gift. Farewell.

Lord Lindsay,
a nice little word for you.

You would be worthy
of a protector like myself.

I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
Good day.

How is it possible, Sidhi?

A heap of such stupidity
on one single, tiny horse.

May God protect you on your journey.

Farewell, Father.

May God protect you, Kadir Bey.

That's a bad omen, Sidhi.
Vultures means death.

Yeah.

Careful, Sidhi.

Murdered.

By a man in need of clothes and a horse.

He must have seen something.

Slain in cold blood.

Dojan.

It's the Machdrech's robe.

- Isn't the Machdrech dead?
- It's definitely his robe.

He might be alive,
teamed up with Abu Seif.

This Machdrech is like you,
he just won't die.

Really tough, I mean.

I'd say, one thing is certain.

The Machdrech is alive.

Did your scouts find trace of the man
who spied on us?

My scouts are
the best trackers in Kurdistan.

The track leads
to the city of the Chaldeans.

So he betrayed our plan.
They'll warn Mara Durimeh.

Yes. And we'll stop them.

There is only one route,
via the shot-el-fouad, the salt lake.

We'll wait for them there.

And?

The salt lake is silent.

Its victims sink
into its depth for evermore.

Very well. But I warn you, Abu Seif.

You'll have the treasure.
But the damned Aleman will be mine.

I keep my word.

But betray me,

and you'll die instead of the Aleman.

Abu Seif. Riders, four men and a woman.

It's them!

Let's have a look at them.
Wait for us in Mosul.

Follow me.

Careful, Effendi.

Where have you come from?

We've come from the Chaldean mountains.
How about you?

- From Fernazah.
- That's where we're headed.

Across the salt lake?

Yes, perhaps.

- May Allah be with you.
- And God with you.

Giddy-up! Let's go.

Sidhi, did you like him?

No. Did you?

He was about as pleasant
as evil wind from Shaitan's belly.

I think he expected to run into us here.

You're right, Ahmed. He expected it.

Knees bent.

How long have you
been with me, Archie?

- 120 years.
- As long as that?

My family has had the honour of serving
the Lords of Lindsay for 120 years.

So you've served under my grandfather.

- Twice removed, Milord.
- Twice?

- Your great-grandfather.
- My great-grandfather, of course.

- Archie, a glass of champagne.
- Yes, Milord.

They dare drink from our water source.
Let Shaitan get these infidels!

He is an Englishman.
They are rich.

He'll pay dearly for the water.

Archie, I'd happily pay 100 pounds
for a swell adventure right now.

Archie, this joke has gone too far.

I just made 100 pounds.

- How?
- By adventure. Allow me.

Gentleman, I regret to say

I don't receive visitors
before breakfast.

You used our well without permission.

It's punishable by death
by the law of the desert.

That's too soon.
About 20 years to soon, gentlemen.

Are you English?

What else?

The English are rich.
You're one of them.

You'll pay for the water.

How much?

1.000 camels.

A bargain. What do camels weigh?

Seize them.

Is it them?

Kadir Bey's daughter is with them.
That makes it easier.

When Mara Durimeh learns we hold Ingdcha
she'll give us the treasure.

Let's not waste any time.
On your horses!

Ride straight to Fernazah with my men.
Ismael knows a mountain shortcut.

- And you?
- I have a plan that you'll like.

Let's go.

The salt lake, Effendi.
We can't cross it before the morning.

You're right. After a night in Fernazah
we'll take a guide for the crossing.

Yes, Effendi.

Sidhi? I can't swim.

That's just as well.

The salt deposits are like quicksand.
You're stuck if you fall in.

Can't we go around it?

We'd loose three days.

What's three days in a lifetime?

Was your journey but short?

I returned for an idea.

- Without your men?
- They know the way.

But you may need
a guide to cross the salt lake.

The salt lake is treacherous.
And I thought...

I might make 100 piastres.

100 piastres?

- Did the sun suck out your brains?
- Halef!

You're right, we do need a guide.

I'll give you 40 piastres.
Not a single more.

Make it 50, Effendi.

I'll take you to an inn
with good food and clean rooms.

- All right.
- I'm Malik.

Sidhi, your generosity
will be the end of me.

One day you'll have a wife!
She'll teach you the value of a piastre!

We'll strike when they're asleep.

That way, Effendi.

Come in!

Ali, the door.

Keep going.

Hurry, come on!

Come on!

Sidhi! Ingdcha!

They took Ingdcha, Sidhi!
Come on, after them!

Stop. Not in the middle of the night.
We can only track them in daytime.

We'll make this guy talk.

Where did they take her?
Who are your people?

Want me to drill a hole
into this cockroach, Sidhi?

Sidhi, I remember!

He was with the man who offered
to take us across the salt lake.

Is it true?

- Who's the man?
- Well?

- Abu Seif. But...
- But?

- Spit it out, will you?
- There's somebody else.

Somebody else? Who?

The Machdrech of Mosul?

- Talk!
- Yes.

If I ever meet this Machdrech,

I'll carve my name
into his ribs with this knife.

My name is very long.

Sidhi...

- Here you are.
- Many thanks.

- Here you are.
- Many thanks.

- Here you are.
- Many thanks.

- Here you are.
- Many thanks.

- The rug, Archie.
- Yes, Milord.

Nearly done, Milord.

- I'll do the hitting.
- A good whack!

Make use of those things elsewhere.

Come inside, friends.
I'll show you something very funny.

Be men, feed your curiosity. Come on.

All right, don't bother.

Ready, steady, go!

Go on, keep going. Keep going.

Forgive me.

Right.

Three, four... Go, Archie.

I hope you'll understand, gentlemen.

Careful, Milord, the sheikh.

- Now, Archie.
- Yes.

Will the sheikh really recognise
his subjects in a negligee?

Shush!

Greetings!

Keep going!

Come on, up here!

Here is the best location.
Malik and three men stay with you.

What about her?

Only my men will know here hiding place.

Don't forget, Machdrech,
I only betray those who betray me.

Nobody has ever survived.

Try to leave the salt lake
before nightfall.

- And Machdrech?
- Yes?

I don't like losing my men.

Go.

We're staying here and taking cover.
Horses to the back.

No shooting till I say so.
I want him alive.

Tell me, Sareg,
can we be ambushed on the salt lake?

The tracks seem to suggest
there's intend.

And every misstep would spell out death.

Not even Allah could locate you.

Why do I have to atone
for my sins in life?

Could it be their abundance?

Easy, take it easy.

Keep going, Rih! Keep going.

Damn that beast.

What's wrong with the dog?

Run, Dojan!

Help me. The salt!

Coming, Ahmed.

Take it.

They shot well. Two are done for.

Shut it!

- Come on. Let's go.
- Yeah.

Ahmed.

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you shoot that damn Aleman?

No. He is to die a painful death.

We have to go.

The sun is at the apex.
We'll get stuck in the salt lake.

- You're staying!
- Why? For your personal revenge?

Stay if you like, Machdrech.

We don't want to perish
in the damn salt lake.

Follow me.

It was a warning shot, Ahmed.

They've probably withdrawn, have gone.

Don't be reckless, Sidhi.

They're just waiting for us
to break cover.

- Come on.
- They know we're lost.

They believe so.
They didn't reckon with Dojan.

We won't die. Dojan will lead us.

Come, horse of mine. Come on.

Relax, Ahmed.

Sidhi. Sidhi! Over here!

- Sidhi, I'm done for..
- Come on.

- No. There's no rescue.
- Come on!

Sidhi! No. I'm done for.

We have to reach solid ground
before sunset. Otherwise we're dead.

And if I have to wade through
a sea of pepper, I'll follow you.

I want... uh... a...

Well, Ingdcha.

Your grandmother, Mara Durimeh,
what'll she say when she finds out,

you've fallen into Abu Seif's hands,
the notorious bandit?

What do you think?

Will she be sufficiently smart,

to abandon her Christian faith
for your freedom,

in favour of the Prophet?

Or does she value the treasures
above her granddaughter's well-being?

- What did you want with her, Abu Seif?
- Watch your tongue, Machdrech.

The Aleman was for you.
It's your turn to pay.

I dare you not to.

The girl belongs to me.

No. She belongs to us
until we get the treasure.

We'll discuss what happens later.

When do we ride?

When my men arrive.
Taking Mount Nedjir is a challenge.

Halt!

We take the men with us.
Put them on the horses.

Durek? Look!

Abu Seif plans to kill me
once he meets his objectives.

But I'll be worth it to you
if you make me Kurdistan's richest man.

Durek, go with her.

Guard her.
Don't let her out of your sight.

All right.

Don't forget,
you're responsible for her.

Yes, Machdrech.

To the Padishah!

Try that just one more time!

I'll shoot you off your horse!

For now you're my wife.

This is Arabic territory.
Only men count. Women are silent!

Halt!

Salaam-Alaikum.
Allah be with you. Who are you?

Salam. Tell me who you are.

I am Sheikh Zedar. The ground
you stand on belongs to Abu Tai.

I'm a friend of the Machdrech of Mosul.

She's my woman.

Lies! I'm not his woman!

Often we don't accept
that we are who we really are.

It's the way it is.

Where are you headed?

To Mosul. To meet the Machdrech.

Do you know whom you hold captive?

Sheikh Zedar!

They are common murderers, sought
by my master on behalf of the Padishah.

I don't know who they are.
But they need my assistance.

Listen here, Sheikh Zedar.

In the name of my master,
hand them over at once.

The Padishah demands it.
These men are criminals.

Nothing but lies! The Padishah offers
a reward for the head of the Machdrech.

This man is a criminal.
So is the Machdrech of Mosul.

It's the truth!

She doesn't know what she's saying!

I'm warning you, Sheikh Zedar.

My master's wrath will confront you
if you don't listen.

"It's easy to accuse a man
who cannot speak.

Easy to kill a man who cannot fight."

It's an ancient proverb, young friend.

Take her to the Padishah.

I will.
I'm a true friend of your master's.

My hospitality ends when they recover

and you show me
written orders from the Padishah.

But not before.

Sheikh Zedar,
Allah's wrath will punish you.

Truth and justice do not bear wrath.

Right. I shall produce written orders.
And you shall keep your word.

Allah be with you.
And we'll keep riding. Keep riding.

The Machdrech will come
for these damn guys, Sheikh Zedar!

Yeah?

She got away?

Yes, Abu Seif.

Your orders were to guard her carefully.

No, Abu Seif!

No. No, Abu Seif!

What's the matter?

I need a short rest.

Very well.
But escape without horse is pointless.

A scorpion! Help me!
A scorpion stung me! My leg!

Come on!

We were bound to meet again, my child.

Not even the Padishah can save you now.

Let's go.

And everything you told me
is really true?

Every word, o Padishah.

Do you swear it by the Prophet's beard?

I swear, o Padishah.

Kara Ben Nemsi abused my trust.

He freed Ahmed el Corda.

He stole my cannons
and murdered my people.

Padishah, didn't the governor of Burusco

send a message about
the Aleman's misdeeds?

Yes.

He did indeed.

It strikes me now that you are right.

And I was mistaken to depose you,
Machdrech of Mosul.

I thank you, Padishah.

Let it be a lesson to you.

Those who know the bottom
value the height.

- Does he remain with Abdul Eli now?
- Yes.

Next he'll want
to ambush and rob Mara Durimeh.

Next new moon, Padishah.

I need 60 men and an arrest warrant.
I'll send the Aleman as your prisoner.

I'll protect Mara Durimeh

from the thieving Abu Seif,
Kara Ben Nemsi's new ally.

I'll consider it.

Do it. Time is short.

You shan't leave the premises
without my permission.

And recall the words of the Prophet,

"The way back is also a way."
Remember them, Machdrech.

You may leave.

Salam.

Allah be with you.
I hope you keep your word, Sheikh Zedar.

By the order of the Padishah,
these men are his prisoners.

Hand them over.

Ahmed, bring the Haddedihn
to Mount Nedjir.

What about you, Effendi?

Halef and I will speak
with the Padishah and join you.

I'm sorry, Kara Ben Nemsi.

A hyena's stinking scum! A vulture!

- I'll squash them.
- Tie them up!

A warning, Machdrech.
I'll join you to the Padishah.

I'll uncover the lies you used
to usurp your office again.

- Don't try to fool us.
- Take their weapons!

Seize the Aleman!

Come on, dog!

Let go of me!

You beardless sand fleas!
You sons of yellow bellied jackals!

This is the exit.

Fresh air.

- Halt!
- Hands off, sons of smelly coyotes!

Children of dried

leaf bugs.

Take him away.

You dried out,
prematurely skinned slow worms...

Ten men take them to Padishah.

I'll take the rest to Mount Nedjir.
I must beat Abu Seif.

- Archie?
- Yes, Milord.

Have you found anything?

No, not a thing, sir.

But if my theory is right,
Noah's Ark could have ended up here.

And if it didn't end up here?

Then it didn't end up here.
It would be vexing indeed.

Indeed, Milord.

- Horsemen, Sir. Three, four, five...
- What horsemen?

Too far to tell
whether foe or friend, sir.

Oh! An adventure perhaps.

Milord?

Dubious figures.

A female seems to be among them.

Should we prepare to fight, Milord?

Let's not make haste, Archie.

We'll be like Kara Ben Nemsi. Cunning.

We'll simply eavesdrop
on the good people.

It's the charming Chaldean,
the beautiful Ingdcha.

She's tied up.

Poor child. Kidnapped.

- Fantastic! An adventure.
- Sh! Please, Milord.

Then Kara Ben Nemsi can't be far.
We'll beat him to it and free her.

Shouldn't he have first stab, Milord?

No, Archie.
A great moment is approaching. Let's go.

- Hold me, I'm falling!
- Me too.

Hello, gentlemen.

Go.

You claim our friendship is unchanged.

I say, everything's changed.

You abused my trust,

merely to satisfy your illicit greed.

There may be evidence against me,
but in truth--

In truth, in Burusco
you set free an Arab,

you threatened the Mutesselin,

and gave my cannons to the Jecidis.

Wherever you tread,
you leave dead bodies.

You planned to steal from Mara Durimeh,
together with Abu Seif.

Worst of all,

you abused my ferman
which I issued you with in blind trust.

And you tried to resist your arrest!

The dung beetle from the Orient!

Allah forgive me.

What did you say?

I merely said, o Padishah,

I'll serve you
this Machdrech hacked to pieces.

Because I, Haji Halef Omar,
tell you, Lord of the Faithful,

your Machdrech is lying!

It's like saying,

20.000 lice under your Borunus
are paradise's bliss.

- Be quiet!
- I won't!

I'll have you quartered!

My four quarters will continue to speak!

Padishah, there's little time.

Abu Seif and the Machdrech
plan to attack Mara Durimeh

to steal the treasure.

The Machdrech is
on his way to protect Mara Durimeh!

How fair do you think is Allah?

Allah is justice personified.

And how brave are your warriors?

Very brave.

Yeah, that's what you think.

Then let your warriors' bravery
and justice decide.

What do you mean?

Take ten of your best men
and give them the best rifles.

And give me only my horse
and a head start of 50 paces.

Let each man take one shot at me.

If I'm still alive,

let your wisdom decide.

On Sidhi!

That's your death.

And... you will be unarmed?

Yes, totally unarmed. Only my horse.

If I get away alive, we're free.
Will you promise that?

You'll lose your life for sure.

But if you chose to die this way,
I have no objection.

You each get but one shot.
Don't shoot my horse.

- Ready?
- Sidhi...

Sidhi!

Rih!

Rih, run!

Well done, Rih.

Two to go.

It's child's play.

Your horsemanship is admirable,
Kara Ben Nemsi.

Allah grands such grace
only to just men.

May He be with you.

You recognise Allah's will, Padishah?

Hamdellah! Allah is great and just.

But my Sidhi is the greatest.

Kara Ben Nemsi saved my life,

freed me from the gallows
and found my father's murderer,

the Machdrech of Mosul.

And so I ask you,
warriors of the Haddedihn,

doesn't the memory of my father,
Sheikh Mohammed Emin,

as well as our faith in justice,

demand that we assist them,
even if their faith differs from ours?

Should none of you chose to follow me,
I, Ahmed el Corda,

will ride alone to hold
my father's assassin accountable.

Warriors of Haddedihn,
Allah will forgive me,

even if I thus help the Christians.

Who thinks like me should follow me.

He is right. We will follow you.

Aleman, it is Allah's will
that you are freed.

You shall ride
and return here to report the truth.

I grant you leave.

But come back, don't steal my faith.

You have my word, Padishah.

The Ferman. Your passport awaits you.

- Farewell, Padishah.
- Allah be with you.

Allah be with you.

Sidhi, you're way too polite, seriously.

He may be the Padishah, but he could do
with a slap behind the ears

They'll receive us now.

Can you hear me?

Yes, we hear you.

Tell Mara Durimeh,
Abu Seif, Father of the Sabre,

asks her to hand over
the treasures of the Christians.

Tell her too,

that her granddaughter Ingdcha
is in my hands.

I will tell her.

I hope she has her mother's heart.

I hope she doesn't.

Why not?

The treasures are gone
if he harms her beauty.

You'll never make a good bandit, Archie.

You're totally right,
Milord, as per usual.

Did you see her?

Yes, Mara Durimeh.
Ingdcha is tied up on a horse.

Shall I alert the men?

God will help us.

Yes. Alert the men
and have them take up positions.

Maybe I'll come up
with a way to free Ingdcha.

Without bloodshed.

The responsibility you bear
is heavy, Mara Durimeh.

We all do.
It's not the gold we're defending.

It's the symbols of our faith.
We are defending our very faith.

We shall fight.

May God prevent it.

May He let Abu Seif see reason.

Mara Durimeh!
Your granddaughter Ingdcha is here.

Open the gates. Obey Allah!

Renounce Christianity,
and no harm will come to Ingdcha.

No! Don't do it!

- Take the girl away.
- Come on, let's go.

Listen, Abu Seif.

Don't trespass against Allah
nor against my god.

Release Ingdcha and go away.

Allah and my god will forgive you.

I make the demands here,
I give the orders.

I shall prove it.

Open fire!

Take cover, everybody!

Go!

Follow me. To Mount Nedjir.

Damn!

What now, Abu Seif?

I don't know. We'll wait for daylight.

I hope my grandmother
won't be intimidated by him.

Oh, I hope so too.
You will to forgive me, Miss Ingdcha.

If we get out of this alive,
I shall retire, Milord.

That's utter nonsense. After 120 years,
it would be highly ungrateful, Archie.

Highly ungrateful. After 120 years!

Being handcuffed frequently forces me
to neglect my duties to Your Lordship.

Make up for the loss when we're 80.

Too bad. Kara Ben Nemsi must be delayed.
He would have freed us by now otherwise.

Sidhi, I don't mind
riding all night long.

Not one bit. But I'm no beast.
If the horses don't rest--

Riding through a cold night
doesn't bother the horses, Halef.

But we'll rest soon.

I'll obey, Sidhi.

Still, my soul would like to push on.

Carry on!

Halt!

Salam. Where are you headed?

- To Mount Nedjir. We're--
- Quiet!

Keep going!

That's our lookout.

Abu Seif, the Haddedihn are coming,
Ahmed el Corda at their head!

He'll wipe you out.

Damn! How far away are they?

I took the shorter route,
but they can arrive at any moment.

Come on, we have to gain time.
Hurry up, come on!

Abu Seif has withdrawn some of his men.

Yes, but it doesn't mean anything.

Could he have changed his mind?

Abu Seif never gives up.
He's after our treasure.

If only we could free Ingdcha.

Help is on its way.

Can you make out who the riders are?

They look like Arabs.

Don't shoot until they attack.

Don't shoot yet.

He is smarter than expected.
Hurry, get the captives.

Halt!

Hurry!

Split into three groups.

I attack head on,
you from the right, you from the left.

Malik, aim at Ahmed el Corda.

Now bring the girl.

Halt! I am Abu Seif.

Ahmed el Corda!

This is Ingdcha.
She'll die if you attack.

Abu Seif, let Ingdcha go!
I grant you and your men safe retreat.

You forget who you're dealing with.
I am Abu Seif!

Charge!

Come on!

Arabs are our friends.
Thank God All Mighty.

Where are you, coward?
Answer me, Abu Seif!

Is the Father of the Sabre such a coward
that he hides,

afraid to fight?

Is it true what the women say,

Abu Seif is exhausted?

I'll show you who's exhausted.

Come on, I'm waiting for you!

Halt!

Show me your fighting skills, Abu Seif.

Pick it up.

Ahmed, you're alive!

May the God of Christians
and Allah bless you.

Allah be with you.

We're in love.

Whatever our colours,

and whatever our god is called,

all of us are human beings.

Give it a good bite. Bite harder.

Bite it!

Nearly through, sir.

Bite hard.

Don't bite me!

Sorry, Milord.
My gnawing was a tad reckless.

- Seif's men are fleeing!
- I see it, Milord.

- And the Haddedihns give chase.
- Yes.

Halt! Wait.

Machdrech of Mosul,
Ahmed el Corda killed Abu Seif.

The victorious Haddedihn are chasing us.

We seek your protection,
Machdrech of Mosul.

We entreat you.

- Join our lines and fight with us.
- Allah shall reward you.

Follow me!

Open fire!

Let's go. To the mountain.

We'll storm the mountain.
Dismount! Follow me!

They're escaping!

Retreat!

Follow me!

Ahmed el Corda! Mara Durimeh!

I am the Machdrech of Mosul!

I have come, Ahmed el Corda,

to meter out your just punishment.

But I'm willing to spare your life,

and to leave Mount Nedjir
by tomorrow noon.

Before that you'll have to hand over
all the cats and dogs in your keep.

If you refuse,
we lay siege to you until you starve.

I, Sheikh of Haddedihns, shall fight.
I don't trust the word of a mangy hyena!

Think again.

I'll give you life and freedom,
the cats and dogs too.

That is a trap.
What does the Machdrech stand to gain?

Perhaps we should try it.

He has no use for the animals.

He wants to humiliate me,
the Sheikh of the Haddedihns.

If a humiliation
prevents bloodshed and saves lives,

even a proud Haddedihn must bear it.

Ahmed el Corda,
fight when Allah grants the opportunity.

But watch out.

Thank Allah.
We have reached Mount Nedjir.

You are the bravest
and the greatest, Sidhi.

But firstly, we come too late.
Secondly, everybody is against us.

And thirdly, the Padishah will shorten
the Machdrech by a head's length.

What's the matter, Halef?
Are you exhausted or afraid?

Exhausted, me?
I could carry my horse on my shoulders

if you'd ask me to. And I, afraid?

I, Haji Halef Omar Ben Haji Abul Abbas
Ibn Haji Dawud al Gossarah

I shall squash these smelly beasts!

Allah will end up thinking
he never created them.

You are pondering why I wanted this.

Watch what it does.

Done.

Come here!

Thanks. Give it to me.

I'll have it.

Did you get what I'm doing?

Machdrech, that's a plan worthy
even of the Padishah.

Will it be much longer?

I hope it won't, Mohamed.

Any requests, Milord?

Yes, Archie, depose of the Machdrech.

At once, Milord?

Determine the timing at will.

Thank you, Milord.

There, the dogs!

The dogs and cats we gave the Machdrech
bring fire to Mount Nedjir.

Yes, they're returning
to their dwellings.

We have to inform our men.

Archie? Put it out.

Archie, fetch some water.

Yes, sir.

- Here you go.
- Many thanks.

- Here you go.
- Many thanks.

Let them fry in their very own fat.
And tomorrow we attack.

Make sure nobody gets away.

Once we take the mountain
and capture the treasures,

we'll all be rich!

- Here you go.
- Many thanks.

Do something! It can't go on like this.

- Ahmed.
- Kara Ben Nemsi? Thank Allah.

- How did you get up here?
- It doesn't matter.

- Get half your men to follow me.
- Where to?

The Machdrech is attacking at dawn.

Approach from the cliff with the others.

Halef awaits you by the big rock.
He'll tell you the rest of my plan.

- Are we agreed, Ahmed?
- Yes, Kara.

Careful, men. They mustn't notice us.

Uncanny, the silence.
I don't trust that Ahmed.

Kara, I am vexed
because you spoiled my adventure.

It just got started, then you showed up.

Still, you're quite a guy.
Am I not right, Archie?

Milord, if I may, quite a guy indeed.

I'd like to see the Machdrech's face
when he spots us!

They're coming!

It's time.

Machdrech of Mosul!
I am here, Kara Ben Nemsi.

In the name of the Padishah, surrender!

Resistance is futile.
You're surrounded from all sides.

Aleman, the devil brought you here.

Now go back to hell!

Forward! Charge!

Follow me!

You yellow bellies! Try to break out!

Not a sound or you're dead.

Take me to the treasure. Go!

Back, Ingdcha!

No!

I'm here.

May God forgive him.

No.

My friend, Kara Ben Nemsi.

Your name will travel
from camp fire to camp fire.

Allah be with you.

We shall remember you always.

Allah be with you.
Good bye. Live happily.

I wish you success, Lord Lindsay.

Kara, you keep spoiling
the fun of my adventures.

Your constant rescuing makes me nervous.
Still, I look forward to meeting again.

I hope you'll find Noah's Ark.

I will! Even if I have to employ
every mole in Kurdistan, I'll find it.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye, Mr Kara.

If you ever want to go into service,
come and see me in London, Halef.

I'll take you on as my pupil.

Goodbye.

- Notice my wise self-control, Sidhi?
- Yeah.

It doesn't bother me at all.
Even though he insulted me!

Me! Haji Halef Omar Ben Haji--

All right, Halef. The Padishah
awaits a report about the Machdrech.

You're right. We'll just tell him,

that this dried cockroach,
this mangy hyena, this...