All language subtitles for archivos_de_sexo_-_ancient_erotica_parte_2

Their own future.

Bob, I've been trying to call you.

I didn't hear the phone.

Did George come back here?

No, why?

Listen, George came home, but it wasn't
George.

I know that sounds crazy.

No, it sounds really crazy.

Look, whatever happened, you'll be safe
here.

We'll find George and get to the bottom
of this.

In the meantime, I've got a fundraising
lecture to give. So you stay here and

I'll be right over. No, no, no.

I'm not staying in here by myself.

All right. Why don't you come on in and
watch?

I'll be able to see you the whole time.

Come on. I'll get through it as quickly
as I can, okay?

This jar here contains the mummified
organs of Queen Aquila.

They were removed during the
mummification process.

This is unique to Peru, but common in
the embalming process, as we've seen in

Egypt.

The customs in Egypt are very different,
but we'll touch on those next week.

Thank you for coming.

George, is that you?

Help.

Help me.

Get me out of here.

Help.

Damn, thank God.

They knocked me out and left me in here.

They?

We.

I am now as I was long ago.

Vital and ready to rule.

He needs the pleasures of the flesh.

You, Anne, you rejected your husband
earlier.

Will you reject this one who is not?

I knew that wasn't my real husband.

And this is the real Bob.

No, your husband is dead in my tomb.

You rejected what was left of him.

You killed a man.

Now here is another for you.

How can you say the sexual side is not
real?

Who needs the cold, doubted intellect
and the dry reason?

And you can have the body's heat and the
wet passion.

But choose one.

Because only one.

can survive.

I feel fine.

You've always wanted your friend's wife
and did nothing about it.

That's a lie.

I must have her.

I have seen my fate if I don't.

Be with me, Anne.

You know you've always wanted to.

No.

Yes.

I am my darkest secret.

We flirted.

I pretended that father won.

But you knew there was more to it.

Is that true?

I had feelings for you, sure.

Deep enough feelings to hide them from
George, who's my best friend.

Don't follow the Queen.

Can't you see what she's all about?

Primal instincts above all else.

True unity of love.

And be with me. No!

Come on, Ann.

Bring it to me and we can get out of
here. No, Ann.

Crush the amulet.

No!

Bring it to me!

No!

What can I do?

Give me your strength.

for the last time.

What will you two do?

He has no sexual side.

You killed that.

Your future will be passionless and
grim.

She's right.

What good can I be to you?

I can seduce a great mind.

I've got a great mind.

What could be more romantic than a trip
to Egypt?

How about a nice long bath together?

I better check with the front desk about
when the tour leaves.

Look, Ann, this is going to be our first
time. I just want it to be right.

It's never perfect the first time, so
why don't you just think of this as

practice?

Come on, honey, not now.

I mean, we came all this way. Don't you
want to see the pyramids?

I'll show you pyramids.

Welcome to my city.

clothing than that to protect yourself
from the sun.

The rest of the group is out in the
hall.

Let me bring them in and introduce you.

Thanks, but we'll meet them on the bus.

As you wish. We leave immediately.

That was close.

Not close enough.

Tigret! Pyramids, the only surviving
wonder of the ancient world.

Napoleon was the first to explore the
halls in which we walk.

His engineers blasted their way in and
discovered these hallways, but they

never found the body of Pharaoh Cuckoo,
who's supposed to be buried here.

Excuse me, but that's not right.

It was the Muslim Caliph who opened the
pyramids in the Middle Ages.

Who are you, sir?

An archaeologist?

As a matter of fact, I am.

Anyway, folks, my point is, it is my own
belief, passed on to me by my

great-grandmother, who lived to be 147,
that the pyramids were built

not as tombs, but as something else.

I've heard that theory, and I've never
met your great-grandmother.

A shame for you, sir.

She was a wonderful woman.

Come, folks. Perhaps we will be the ones
to finally solve the riddle of the

pyramid.

It's the riddle of the Sphinx.

I can't listen to any more of this.

Okay, you don't have to.

Ah, folks, there you are. I thought I'd
lost you.

Never. My wife, Sasha, has prepared
dinner for us back in Cairo.

So we go now, yes?

Where did this come from?

I'll just take it home for my wife.

Homer, where were you?

Smoking tunnel leaves again?

Sorry, Dest.

I had something for you.

I'm not so useless after all.

Dear doctor, I'd better see if there's
anything I can do.

Are you all right?

Something terrible.

What was it?

I don't know. It was horrifying.

I have a body again.

Soon, with your help, I shall have
others.

I shall give all I can to you, my queen.

You shall give me more than you can
imagine.

But first, bring me the American woman.

Well, it looks expensive, but it's nice,
though.

It looks nice enough for a lady as
pretty as you.

Where is your husband?

My husband's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed.

No, it's okay. You had no way of
knowing.

No, my husband's name was George.

God, I haven't even thought about him
since we've been here.

He was an archaeologist.

He would have loved this trip.

George and Bob worked together, and now
we're together.

I've made you sad.

Please, let me give you a gift to
apologize.

No, it's not necessary. Please.

gather people for the banquet.

This will be a banquet.

I've heard of stumbling on to great
discoveries, but did this...

George?

My God!

You son of... And I thought you were
dead.

I can only remember parts of what
happened.

I was left for dead, wrapped up like a
mummy, then walled up in Queen Oklo's

tomb in Peru.

I only had a single torch, and when it
went out, I just sat there for, I don't

know, days, weeks, could have been
years.

Then, it was the most beautiful thing I
had ever seen.

As I looked at it, I could feel my...

We're all being taken over by another
alien power.

From that moment on, her spirit
controlled me.

I knew her thoughts because they were my
own.

You know, asexual power is what she
craves. It's what gives her life.

There have long been theories connecting
the pyramids in South America with those

in Egypt.

I know now that they are portals from
one place to another, powered by sexual

energy.

But that makes you and Anne generated
and set the Queen free.

Anne and I, we thought you were dead.

I never would have touched her if I'd
have known.

I know. It's all right.

But right now, Anne's in trouble.

The Queen's body is destroyed and she
seeks another.

She sees Anne's body as her own.

No.

Anne's safe. She's right over there.

She was right here.

Anne.

That's not Anne.

That's the queen in Anne's body.

Look, they're taking gifts to their
queen.

All right.

We need to disguise ourselves and follow
them.

These gifts are fine indeed, but I need
flesh.

Yours might do.

still here, you're not worthy of a
queen.

Bring me another.

He was a fine dessert, but hardly a
meal.

Is there anyone with imagination and
passion?

I have brought my goat, or perhaps my
llama.

Definitely not.

Does anyone have any better ideas?

I have an enormous tongue.

Show me.

Not like that.

The amulet is the key.

The queen possesses anyone who wears it.

We can just get it off her neck, then
Anne will be free.

Yeah, but how?

She's only with one at a time. One man
can't overpower her.

We need to both give her something that
no one else can.

I know.

An intense aphrodisiac.

She won't be able to resist.

We'll anoint her with a lot of oil.

Your idea of enormous and mine are
somewhat different.

But you make up and scale what you lack
in size.

Let's go again.

You mortals, how tedious you can be.

Size oil?

Did you see the gifts they were bringing
to the queen?

Rugs, jewelry, antiques.

If the queen knew anything about the
modern world, she'd be demanding...

Stereos, televisions, computers.

Yeah, but massage oil?

She doesn't know. We just have to
convince her that this is the world's

greatest love potion.

Bob, if we're going to save Ann, we've
got to make this work.

All right, let's do it.

That is close enough.

What gifts have you brought? A precious
oil with powers of passion beyond

anything the queen can imagine.

She has a vivid imagination.

To be sure, but this is beyond that.

I will give it to her. No.

We must administer it ourselves in a
secret way, or the god will get angry

and prevent it from working.

What god is this?

Anxanaman, a great and powerful god from
the Middle East.

Oxenamen. Oh, you blaspheme to even
breathe that God's name.

I have never heard of this oxenamen.

Oh!

It's a 1930s deity.

This oil has power the world over.

I do not believe you.

We will stake our lives on its powers to
give you undreamed of excellence.

You are the first to offer me your lives
in many eons.

I accept.

You may proceed.

Your death will amuse me.

As you wish.

Be this as of the earth and the gods.

Smell its sweet aroma.

Feel its warmth.

Let its wetness caress your lovely skin.

out of your minds?

George!

What a scandal!

When word of this gets out, we'll be up
to our ears in tourists!

We haven't.

Think of the paper we'll be able to
publish when we get this back to the

museum. Yeah, and think of the people
it'll bring in.

Right. We better get this out of here
before they discover that we have it.

Thank you.