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(DRUMS IN DISTANCE)

(CHILDREN YELLING EXCITEDLY)

(MIDDLE EASTERN MUSIC)

Salaam.

May a humble trader bow
before the chief,
great and honorable father?

Haji Khan cannot be disturbed.

But perhaps you will tell him
that I am here, that I have
come far.

And that I bring gifts.

He is not to be disturbed.
He confers with his wives.

Well, one of his wives,
let us say.

Am I not your favorite wife,
Haji?

Favorite wife has eyes to see,

a body to lure,
a mind to rebel.

What is it, imbecile?

The merchant, Akbar.

May his hands whither for
cheating me at the last
shearing.

Our sheep was sick,
the wool was poor.

Why am I cursed with wives
who give me imbecile sons?

Let him wait.
Hey.

Some merchant
brought rich cloths.
Silks?

-To cover a skin of milk?
-Fine, rich fabrics. Many of
them was gifts.

If we use a little tact.
Or force perhaps?

He may come in then.

And you, my dove, it is not
good that a man should see
you, even with your veils.

(DONKEY BRAYING)

Why must you stay here?

I'm the eldest son.

Zarak?
Take me away.

Take me back to my own people.

-If I stay here, I'll die.
-Salma, you're one of my
father's wives.

If you leave him, it'll bring
shame on him and me too.

And what about my shame?
To be sewn to a man I hate?

-Isn't that shameful?
-There's nothing to be done.
You must stay.

Go back.

Don't come near me again.
Don't speak to me again.

Don't tempt me to blacken my
father's name. If you do, I'll
be forced to put this knife

in your heart.

Now. Do it now.

Kill them!
Kill them both!

Before my eyes, kill them!

Wait, a knife is too quick,
too merciful.

Take my son and flog him.
Flog him to death!

No!
No, I'm to blame!

Not Zarak!
I am to blame!

Zarak!

This, my wife, have her
put from me.

Take her to the Hills of
Chermal, and cast her down
onto the rocks.

-Make certain that she dies.
-No, Haji Khan.
Sell her to me.

(MEN PAYING RESPECTS)

Holy Mullah.

Holy One.

You have come far?

From Mecca.

I come at a bad time, I see.

I'm about to punish a dog.

Is that not Zarak,
your eldest son?

You mean my oldest enemy?

Has he disobeyed you?

He's betrayed me.
Brings shame on my name
and to the family.

So much shame that you beat
him in front of women?

So much.
Let this be a warning...
To all of them!

-He who has the eye of an
eagle...
-Of a vulture.

A vulture feasts on death,
my son.

Zarak won't wait until I die.

-He would weep at your
funeral.
-I will laugh at his.

It is written, he who hates
his own flesh should look into
his soul.

I ask for the life of Zarak.

No.

I ask for the life of your
eldest son. The life of Zarak.

Holy One, for reverence of
you, but only for that, I will
give you what you ask.

Take him down,
and stone him from the
village!

Banish him from my sight!

I declare him an outlaw!
An outlaw to me!

And to all my people.

May you live forever,
Holy One.

(CROWD JEERING)

-Let him alone,
he's had enough!
-Burn him!

Burn him!

Be warned, brother,
it may be our turn next.

Not if we join Zarak.

Are you losing your senses?

No, I have just found them.

Zarak is an outlaw.

And outlaws are free men.

Free of the tyranny of Haji,
our honorable father.

Biri...
Stay if you wish.

If you're afraid, stay.

How far away did you say
it was to Fort Abbot?

Oh, about 20 miles,
I'd say.

And Ziarat?

About 20 miles further on.

-Impatient to get to work,
sir?
-Well, I have come a long way.

Woah!

Move that camel!

Get him off the road.
Nice spot for a snooze.

(CAMEL GROWLING)

Hey, that's enough of that.
Leave him alone.

-I said that's enough. Now,
get him out of the way.
-Forgive me, Sahib.

This animal has brought me
nothing but trouble. Only
yesterday, I had to pay a fine

of ten rupees when he
bit a policeman.

Both you and the policeman
have my sympathy. Get him
out of here.

He loves music,
the soul of a snake.

(PLAYING MUSIC)

(GROANS)

Get back!

Get down!
Get down, all of you!

Come back!
Come back, you fools!

OFFICER: Come here, come back!
-Come on!

Sergeant, bring them back!

Bring those two men back!

(GRUNTING)

(GASP)

We've captured one of Zarak's
bandits, but two of our men
have deserted, sir.

(MEN CHEERING)

-Did you say it was 20 miles
to Fort Abbot?
-Not quite so far, sir.

Not more than 18.

(MEN MURMURING)

Only papers.
Throw them in the fire.

You stupid fools.
There might be something
important in there.

So this is the Major who
came in to take care
of me personally?

That is what they speak of
in Ziarat.

When the new Major comes,
there will be no more bandits

within 100 miles of the
Khyber Pass.

Alas, alas, no more
Zarak Khan.

(MAN LAUGHING)
Especially no more
Zarak Khan.

You're first on the list.

I like being first.

You know, it's not impossible.
Did you say that Youssuff
was captured?

He disobeyed my orders,
served him right.

Kasim, you and Biri go to
Youssuff.

Warn him to hold his tongue
if he wants to keep it.

They'll recognize us
as a rat.

Not without your
pretty red uniforms.

But, without our uniforms,
we can be hanged as
deserters.

Well, you only feel it once.

Must your big brother tell you
again?

After all, they can only
hang us.

You can only feel it once.

Blast it, and now they've
attacked and taken the
Royal Mail.

If we allow Zarak Khan to
get away with this,

we're encouraging another
insurrection.

-And do you remember the last
one, Colonel?
-Only too well.

Well how would you handle
this little episode?

I'd burn his father's village,
and I'd fine every man in it

for every day Zarak
is on the loose.

I promise you, they'd bring
him to us in a week.

-Dead, most likely. And not
all in one piece.
-I see.

Well, we can't have that, and
for my sake, I'm very glad.

As long as I'm political
officer here, my job is to
protect the people

and not make them suffer
because of this bandit,
Zarak.

It's a difficult job, I know.
But I think most of us knew
that when we came out here.

Yes, and we've all of us had
to alter our opinions at
some time.

The local tribesmen have
a saying, Ingram:

"When Allah finished the
world, he cast the scraps down
here."

Yeah, it's unlike the south
where you've been serving.

This is a cruel, hard,
miserable, primitive land.
Huh.

You're back in the middle
ages here, my boy.

You'll have to accustom
yourself to an entirely
different way of thinking.

To an entirely different
moral code.

Yes, theft, plunder, murder,
pillage, rape...

What we over-civilized
Westerners call banditry.

It's a way of life out here. A
similarly respectable
institution like, uh,

shop keeping back home.
Only one thing matters: face.

Keeping it or losing it.

Well, come to think of it,

I've lost quite a bit
of face today.

Besides losing the Royal
Mail coach.

Well, a little bit, anyway.

By the way, Ingram, do you

notice these stains on the
table?

Yes, I have.
Is there a story?

You heard me mention an
insurrection. Well actually,
it started here.

Two of our chaps were playing,
just as we are.
No one else in the room.

They came in through
the windows. Hundreds
of them.

Our chaps put up a good
fight, but they were cut to
pieces.

And then the insurrection
started to spread.

It spread as far as your
town, Ziarat.

And by the time we sent troops
to the rescue, the whole place
had been sacked...

(GLASS SHATTERING)

From the first on the list,
greetings.

(CROWD BUSTLING)

Tell him it's an order. Tell
him I'll have him withdrawn if
he mixes straw in our

horses' grain just once more.

Corporal, those two. Aren't
they the deserters? Billy and
whatever-his-name-is?

Come back here!

(MEN STRUGGLING)

Come on, get going.

-Zarak, what have we got to do
with Zarak?
-Sorry, Major, truth is truth.

If we speak false, may we be
sewn in the skin of a pig.

This man has already
confessed. His leader is
Zarak Khan.

It is true.

My judgment is that you be
dishonorably discharged
from the levies,

and a fine of 100 rupees each
for deserting the mail.

But sir, we are poor men.
Have you no pity?

Youssuff, your sentence is
six months imprisonment
at Fort Abbott.

-Sergeant, get an escort and
take him there, please.
-Yes, sir.

(MAN SCREAMING)

Stand back!
Get out of my way.

Ease back, I tell you.
Get out of my way.

Get him a doctor, quick!

Sire, come here quick, look!

They have cut out his tongue,
sire.

When you see your brother
again, you tell him...

Tell him his time is running
out.

Thank you. You'll bring those
bags in, will you?

(GASPING) Michael...

Cathy!

-That's a nice welcome
from a loving husband.
-What are you doing here?

I thought I was giving you
a pleasant surprise.

Arranged, let me tell you,
at great expense.
Quite a lot of perjury and

over the dead bodies of
hundreds of civil servants.

Wow, perhaps I shouldn't
have bothered. You don't look
too happy about it.

No, I'm alright.

It's just that I won't let
this bandit, Zarak Khan, drive
us from the territory.

I can beat him, and I will.
If it's the last thing I ever
do.

What's this all about?
Who is Zarak Khan?

Well, it all started some
years ago when his father
had him declared an outlaw.

Apparently, he tried to steal
one of the old boy's wives,
and much more valuable,

a couple of camels
and a rifle.

Since then, he's become the
number one outlaw in the
territory.

He's fooled us at every turn.
This afternoon too.

He's what they call,
a will-o-the-wisp.

What's that?

Well, it's hard to translate.
I suppose it's sort of,
as near as I can guess,

"Fire without smoke."

Ah, there, you see?

-You're already thinking like
a native.
-Well you come here, and

I'll start thinking like a
man.

How many camels am I worth?

Three.

Three?

Still, this Zarak should learn
that marriage is an honorable
estate.

Like me, you mean.
I will honor you anywhere,
any time.

Now.
Yes.

Zarak, we have news!

What news, brother?

Our father. He is dead.

-Dead?
-Dead, sir, and you are the
eldest.

Our village is without a
chief.

Zarak.

Go away.

* Climb up the garden wall

* And we will spread a
Persian rug.

* I'll serve you Turkish
tea

* And give your neck a Persian
hug

* Climb up the wall

(WOMEN)
* Climb up the wall

* I'm like a
lonely little rose

* Waiting in the shade
I need your sunny smile

* Give me your sunny smile

* I'm like a
lonely little rose

* And do you suppose
I like it very much?

* No, I don't like it much

* Climb up the garden wall.

* And we will spread a
Persian rug

* I'll serve you Turkish tea

* And give your neck a
Persian hug

* Climb up the wall
Climb up the wall

* Climb up the wall!

(APPLAUSE)

(DRUMMING)

(APPLAUSE)

(DRUMS STARTING AGAIN)

(WHISTLING)

A rose for your ear, Sahib?

A friend would speak to him
who sits within.

Who? Where?

I will take you.

Lead on, old man.

There is nothing to fear,
Great One.

(ZARAK LAUGHING)

You goat.

Your friend waits for you
here.

You wanted to see me?

Zarak, Zarak,
you did remember me!

Did you ever think I could
ever forget you?

How did you live?

It was Akbar, the trader.

He saved my life.

Akbar?

He was very kind.
He let me buy back my freedom.

Zarak.

Do you have a husband?

No.

Good.
I would have to kill him.

We shall be married,
Salma.

No, Zarak.

Why do you say no?

It is written.
"Do not marry the same woman
as your father married."

It's the law, Zarak.

What is a law to us?
We'll make our own laws.

Oh, Zarak.
Oh, Salma.

Salma...

Lock up for the night,
old man.

I must get back to the camp.

Isn't that Zarak's right hand
man? The one-eyed fellow
that's always with him?

You're right.
That's who it is.

Get on your horse and follow
him. He's probably joining
up with Zarak.

I'll tell Ingram, and we'll
come with the troops.

Leave markers so we can follow
you.

This far, men.
Move in and wait for
my signal.

The one-eyed fellow's
at camp. Zarak must
be there too.

-Anyway, we'll never have a
better chance.
-Come on.

(GUNS FIRING)

(GROANING)

No one in here.

Zarak has escaped us again.

Send all the prisoners to
Ziarat Jail. Then burn the
place down.

(RINGING BELLS)

Zarak, come on,
wake up.

-I must see him. There is
danger!
-No one must come in!

Mighty One, you are
destroyed. It is shouted in
the marketplace,

the soldiers stormed your
camp, your men slaughtered.

The one-eyed one is taken
prisoner with a handful
left alive.

-I am to blame.
I am to blame.
-You are not to blame.

But I know who is.

It'll be dark before we get
to Peshawar the way
you're going.

Shower, my dear.
If you really want to get
there, shower.

You know, I don't think he
really means to take this
holiday.

Oh look, do be careful with
those hat boxes.

Cathy's right. You still
don't believe Zarak's
finished, do you?

-He's still around,
isn't he?
-We don't even know that.

Oh well, life's going to be
rather empty, darling,
isn't it,

with no Mr. Zarak Khan,

-wondering how to do down.
-And I was just beginning to
learn the trick.

Do to him as he would do
to me, only better.

-I had a wonderful trap
all set for him.
-Oh, do tell.

-I'm dying to know.
-Professional secrets,
they may come in handy.

Hm! You men ought to get
women to work out your traps
for you.

You should have seen the way
I caught him.
Aren't you ready yet?

Not quite, no.

Handkerchief?

Uh, yes.

Yes.
Money?

Plenty of money?
Good, then Peshawar,

(SPEAKING WITH ACCENT)
"Peshawar" I mean,
here we come.

(CRYING)

Move over, friend.

I have a message that I want
you to send.

Yes, yes, everything appears
to be in order.
Get them ready!

-You will sign this receipt,
Sergeant, if you please.
-Yes, your Excellency.

Well I must admit, I am glad
to be rid of those
rogues.

Very bad prisoners,
very bad indeed. Most
unpleasant fellows.

Yes, your Excellency, one only
has to take one look at them

to see that they are
filthy pigs.

ZARAK:
I'm not afraid of these dogs.

Eh, you're a good soldier.
One can see that immediately.

However, I am not ashamed to
admit that I am glad to see
the last of them.

Particularly with Major
Ingram away and the telegraph
out of commission,

-did you know that Zarak is
absolutely cut off?
-Most annoying.

I'll show you how these dogs
should be treated.

Let's get one thing straight.

I hate the sight of you.

You pigs!
I hate the smell of you.

If you give me one reason,
one reason to kill you, it
will give me great pleasure.

I'd like to see every one of
you dead.

Did you hear what I said?
Remember it!

(MAN YELLING)

(MAN CRYING OUT)

(GASP)

Attention!

(CHUCKLING)

Let's go!

Hm, criminals, thieves,
bandits, cutthroats, you
should all be beheaded.

Criminals, bandits,
cutthroats, thieves...

Come on!

Cutthroats, thieves...
(ZARAK LAUGHING)
Halt!

Bandits.

(MEN CHEERING)

Come on, get up and
file those off.
(LAUGHING)

I'm glad you're happy.

(LAUGHING)

I am too.

Well, if you don't ask why,
I'll have to tell you.

I've taken a wife.

Are you mad?

What do men like us
want with wives?

A woman's wanting...
But marriage? Who did you
take to wife?

-Who else but Salma?
-But it is written, "The
beauty of a wife

" is not to be shared."

What did you say?

What did you say?

I said nothing.

Either you talk too much or
too little.
What did you say!

It's not easy to speak with
your hands up my throat.

(GRUNTING)
Talk!

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

Stop!
Zarak, come.

It was for the last time,
Zarak.

You do not want me anymore.

Look at me, Zarak.

I am the same girl you held in
your arms when we were young.

(CROWD BUSTLING)

I'll bet he'll have
a sore throat.

That was wise of you.

Hassu...

What a terrifying man.

For a moment, I thought he
really meant to kill you.

He did. You know something?
Next time, he won't find it
quite so easy.

Over 100, sir!
How many men?

Alright, come on
up now.

We're moving!

Come on, keep moving!

Get on those rifles!

Get on there with that
camel.

-Johnson, cover your
uniform up.
-Sorry, sir.

Did you brief them
all properly?

-Yes, sir, I'm as anxious to
catch Zarak Khan as you are.
-I hope so.

Uncover.

Uncover!

(GRUNT)

Over there with your
hands up!

Well, Zarak Khan,
this is a moment
long delayed.

-Must've been the will of
Allah.
-And the looting and the

killing, was that the will of
Allah too?

-Who knows?
-I've learned a lot from you,
Zarak. Today is the proof.

-I've learned much from you,
Major.
-You played the same trick

on me, remember?

-The first time we met.
-But you'll be paid much more
for it.

You're wrong.
They'll share the 50,000
rupees.

I hope they'll enjoy it,
Major.

(GUNSHOT)

Stop!
Spare him, my son.

-Spare him.
-It's either his life or mine,
Holy One.

I ask for his life,
Zarak.

(DANCING MUSIC)

Who is this?

A spy.

Bring him here.

A spy.

I'm not a spy.

I am Zarak Khan.

I have heard of Zarak Khan.

Why should he stand before me
like a common beggar without
even a rifle?

Where are your men? Your
horses? You bring no presents.
Give him to the dogs.

Wait.
I'll let you prove that you
are Zarak Khan.

You have a knife.
Bring on Mahmud.

(CROWD CHEERING)

MEN: Ooh!

Greetings, cousin.

This is Fort Abbott. 30 miles
away is Ziarat. Fat, rich with
its treasury.

But well-guarded.

Only a few soldiers.

-And the troops of
Fort Abbott?
-That's where I come in.

You get 1000 men. Give
me 500. I'll go in and hold
Fort Abbott

while you go into Ziarat. I'll
pin the fort down until you
get back across the border.

You can do this?

I can do this.

I wonder.

I know my own hills.

But over there, not even my
scouts could lead me.

I shall be your eyes.

-How do I know you will not
betray me to the English?
-I'm in your hands, cousin.

There's 50,000 rupees on my
head.

You could turn me in any time
you wished.
To be hanged.

And if your luck is still bad?

Who knows what's written?

Cousin,

we ride against the English.

We should be about here.

-It should take us about
another 24 hours.
-This I know.

Am I not Ahmad Khan, the
Fountain of Knowledge? The
Scourge of Allah?

If it's your will,
O Scourge of Allah.

I'll leave right away and find
the best way for you to
Ziarat.

-Go, go!
-May you never grow old,
cousin.

May you never grow old.

(WALTZ MUSIC)

Happy New Year, darling.

Happy New Year.

ALL: Happy New Year!

MAN: A very happy
New Year!

(ALL SINGING AULD LANG SYNE)

(SINGING CONTINUES)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(SCREAMING)

Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen,
keep back, keep calm. Carry on
dancing, please.

What is it?

-Did you find the best way to
Ziarat?
-Yes. We're about half way.

Camp behind this mountain
ridge tonight. In the morning,
cross over, and Ziarat

will be directly
underneath you.

Fort Abbott lies to the north.

I'm giving you half of my
men.
Be grateful.

I only hope I can command
100 as well as you.

If you do, a 100th part of the
treasury will be yours.

Live forever,
O Generous One.

Lead them well.

May you never grow old,
cousin.

Fire!

Fire!

(MEN YELLING)

Right into our trap.

Ready?

Fire!

Up... Fire!

Fall back!

March again!

(SCREAMS)

(YELLING)

(MEN YELLING)

(BATTLE SOUNDS)

(SWORDS CLANGING)

An urgent signal, sir.
Ziarat being attacked by
Zarak.

(MEN YELLING)

Hurry, hurry!
He's going to kill me!

Open that safe and give me
the money, and you'll
live.

Come on!

(CATHY SCREAMING)

Leave her alone.

(MAN YELLING)

Hold this.

You might need this too.

(GUNSHOTS)

You told me to burn his
father's village and to find
his men.

I should have listened to
you.

It's the only way we'll
ever catch Zarak.

Well, it's not too late.
We're off to Haji's village
now.

Salaam .

The sahibs honor us with
their presence.

-But why do they bring troops
to visit peaceful tribesmen?
-Where's your brother?

We do not know, Sahib.
Would we hide him in our own
village?

We'll soon find out.
Out of the way.

Search the buildings!
Search the whole village!

-Anything?
-No luck so far. I'm sure he's
not in the village.

Well keep searching.
He must be here somewhere.

Sahib! Sahib Ingram!
One moment, please.

If Zarak should come and force
us to hide him...

With the stolen money, Sahib.

-Would the Sahib see to it
that we did not stand trial?
-You have full immunity.

And the reward, Sahib?

Yours.

And who would protect us
from Zarak's anger?

Hanging him would do that.
Where is he?

We did not say that he had
come, Sahib.

Only if he should...

Now listen, you two...

-Wait, he is our brother,
Sahib.
-He's a murderer!

Everything you claim, Sahib.

We know it is our duty to our
government, but as Kasim has
said,

this is no easy thing.
He's our own flesh and blood.

Will the English honor us for
helping them by also wiping
off our back taxes?

We do not honor informers.

This is a business deal, and a
filthy one at that. You sell
him, we buy him. That's it.

-Make your minds up.
We'll find him anyhow.
-Sahib...

He's in the well.

You two there! On the double!

Zarak, come up before we
open fire!

Alright, you two and you two
fire a volley down there.
Are you ready? Fire!

Fire again!

Lower away.

There's money there,
but Zarak Khan is gone.

Blood, I think. I suppose
he's been shot, sir.

I've got every foot of ground
covered.

-I think we have him
this time.
-I wonder.

(CROWD BUSTLING)

What do you want?

I kept this to remember that I
hated you. Here!

Zarak!

(CALL TO PRAYER HEARD)

(SINGING CONTINUES)

I went to the market for these
myself.

The mulberries are in season
too. Leia will make a cake of
them for you.

Is Zarak not pleased with me?

I'm going to Ziarat.

Why?

To give myself up.

No one knows.

No one knows it, Zarak.

I know.

But if you go back,
they will hang you.

Even if they did that, it
wouldn't be enough punishment
for what I've done.

Don't go, Zarak.
For my sake, don't go.

If you die, my life will be
over with too.

We will go where
you will forget.

-I can't forget I killed a
holy man.
-But you will!

You will!
I promise you will.

Don't go, Zarak.
Please don't go.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Zarak!
Alone and unarmed. He must be
mad giving himself up.

Even with him inside,
this is no place for us.

I know of a place that is.

GUARD: Zarak!

Let's get the others.

Take us quickly to your chief.
We have urgent news.

So, we have come as your
friends, Ahmad Khan,

with news of Zarak.

Where is Zarak?

Our brother has given himself
up to the British.

-He is at Ziarat prison.
-But soon they will move him
to Fort Abbott.

-They're probably on their
way now.
-And so are we.

To horse! Strike camp at once
and move to the boulder
hideout.

Now we'll surprise them
with our mortars.

Alright Larkin, but make it
as large an escort as you
can.

You know how much I trust him.
I'll see you there.

I don't know what you're up
to, or what you're
going to do now.

But I'll be riding behind you
and one of these will be for
you.

Take him away, Sergeant.

(MEN YELLING)

(EXPLOSIONS)
(YELLING)

Is Zarak among the dead?

No.

So he got away.
But we have Ingram.

Put him on a horse.

-What have you done with
Ingram?
-He still lives. Come with me.

Ha ha!

(LAUGHING)

Why don't they
finish him?

It won't be over until Ahmad
himself take a sword.

-And what are you waiting for?
Why don't you take me in?
-What good would that do?

Well, if you'll take a horse,
you know now where
to bring help.

-Where is this?
-I'll try to delay him,
but you must go now.

How will you delay them?

I don't know,
but I'll manage somehow.

I don't know what you're up
to, but there's nothing
else I can do.

Hurry!

-Greetings, cousin.
-Allah has been good to me,
sending you here.

Hang him!

And bury him with his feet
towards Mecca.

Before you kill me, cousin,
will you grant me one favor?

Let me show this English
Major how to die.

-You have your wish.
-Hanging's too fast.
It's for the weak.

My father once said I should
be flogged to death.
He tried, cousin.

But he failed.

We shall not fail.

Biri, Kasim...
You carry out your
father's wish.

No, let another lash him.

We are his brothers.

Who are these liars?
I have no brothers.

He has no brothers!
Bring them the whip!

Take it, and if one of you
drops the lash before he is
dead,

he goes free, and you
step up for him.

Major.

Yes?

We've had much sport together,
haven't we?

Yes, Zarak Khan,
we have.

Zarak Khan.
Zarak Khan...

Cut him down and let them
take his place.

(COMMOTION)

(GROANS)

Zarak Khan...

Rest in peace.

Some day I'm gonna have to
come back here, just to...

To put an inscription on this.

Do you know it is written,
"The one who saves a life,
shall be as if he saved

"a life of all mankind."

Greater love hath no man than
this. But a man lay down his
life for his friends.

Friends?
He hated us.

I'll give him his due as a
fighter, but what he did was a
last gesture of contempt

for everyone.

He hated us until the end.

Perhaps so,

but if that's true,
even greater love hath
no man.

But he laid down his life
for his enemy.