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(wind howling)

(rattling)

(mellow music)

(jingling)

Help.

(singing in foreign language)

(camel groaning)

(chatter)

(dogs barking)

(children shouting)

(rooster crowing)

(fabric tearing)

(chatter)

(man vocalizing)

(muffled screaming)

(chopping)

(hooves clopping)

Augustin!

Venture!

Courage, citizen!

We're almost there!

(horse chuffs)

We'd be there even sooner if you got on your horse.

(horse chuffs)

How much further is it?

Just what I said to you.

We made good time too.

(chatter)

Oh!

-The Temple of Bastet. -No.

But real food and wine, Venture.

Good French wine.

(chatter, singing)

Captain Augustin Robert.

Artillery guide, General Kleber's division.

Report, Captain.

I've orders from General Bonaparte

to escort the artist, Citizen Venture, to--

Oh, where have you got to now, you slippery old goat?

(camel grunts)

We'll accompany you as far as Tal Bastet.

Four days there, one day sketching.

In about nine days, we should be back in Cairo.

If you don't get lost.

Well, you can't get lost in Egypt.

There's the Nile and there's the sea.

(chatter, clinking)

(crunching)

And...

The nose! Stop!

(metal clanging)

-The nose, seven. -Seven.

Down. Down.

Left. Left.

Left again.

There.

Ear is...

between eight and nine.

Eight or nine?

Forty centuries, you donkey!

What are they doing?

(indistinct shouting)

No!

Venture, look out!

No!

(explosion, smashing)

(laughter)

What do they have against beauty?

It's old.

(laughter, chatter)

And built by slaves for aristocrats...

like yourself, Citizen Venture.

Philistine!

(laughter)

(rubbing)

(chatter)

Bonaparte will have your hide

if anything happens to his precious artist.

Nothing will happen to Venture.

We have Allah on our side.

(fire crackling)

Venture dresses like our enemy,

he talks like our enemy,

so should he not be with our enemy?

Shall we tell stories...

or sleep?

(laughing)

May I sit down?

(shrieking noise)

What was that?

(shrieking noise)

Hyena.

(fire crackling)

What is out here?

Jinns.

Jinns?

Spirits that can inhabit a rock,

a tree, an animal.

(hyena shrieking)

Lizards...

that blind you with a look.

Chimera.

Giant birds...

that outrun a horse.

Snakes.

Snakes that fly.

All Jinns can take a human shape.

The only thing the fearless Bedouin fear.

Birds that can outrun a horse?

Snakes that fly?

Lies and superstitions...

blinding the people.

That's why we had to kill the priests.

(echoing animal noises)

Lies? Superstitions?

No! Taboos.

Bad luck.

Like shooting that Sphinx!

(eerie ululating)

(tense music)

(bells jingling)

Oh! Attack!

Attack! Attack!

(shouting)

Attack!

To arms! To arms!

Wake up! Get up! Get up!

Attack!

(shouting)

(rumbling)

Wheel around, wheel around!

Wait for it!

(rumbling, shouting)

Come on, form a line!

Fire!

(gunfire)

(shouting)

Fire!

(cannon firing)

(shouting)

(screaming)

(gunshot)

Get down!

(swords clanging)

(shouting)

(swords clanging)

(gunshot)

(swords clanging)

(shouting)

(groaning)

(clattering)

Venture!

(gunshot)

(horse neighing)

(groaning)

(swords clanging)

(grunting)

(shouting)

(horse neighing)

(gunshot)

(swords clanging)

(gunshot)

(shouting)

(dreary music)

(clattering)

(groaning)

(squelching)

What are you doing?

I want my shot back.

(grunts)

He's not dead.

(stabs)

(blood splatters)

Venture!

(humming)

(chatter)

(horses neighing)

(shouting)

Haven't you got it yet?

You soldiers are always in a hurry.

You only arrive in a place

when you start out for the next one.

Look.

(gasps)

Beautiful.

(solemn music)

Do you think we don't need those soldiers?

(grumbles)

Bedouin will be behind us like jackals.

(rattling, clacking)

(shouting, horses neighing)

(wind howling, sand blowing)

Bedouins say it's good luck

to start a journey in a sandstorm.

I'm glad to hear it!

(wind howling, sand blowing)

(groans)

Can you see anything?

Tracks are gone.

(wind howling)

The wind.

Simoom.

Breath of the desert.

Might blow for a day...

or six.

Totally unpredictable.

Like living in the tempest of a woman's heart.

Imagine!

Fifty days of it.

(blowing)

(brushing sand away)

(wind howling)

Augustin!

-Open. -It says fertile land...

Open. Close.

(mellow music)

...and sweet water at Beni Suef.

(laughing)

We're not lost!

No!

We're not lost.

We are...here!

We simply misplaced the French army.

Forty thousand men.

Mishmaul.

Don't move.

Don't move. Don't move.

(humming)

(whistles)

What?

(groaning)

What are you doing?

We could've eaten it!

Why didn't you catch it?

(wind howling)

(insects chirring)

(vibrant music)

(groaning)

(grunts)

(horse chuff tog)

A man can go for three days without water.

Have you ever had an apricot ice?

Go on!

Shaved in the shape of a ripe, plump apricot,

with frost that forms on the outside of the glass.

Oh, beautiful, beautiful frost.

It can slide between your tongue and your palate,

and it melts coolly and deliciously.

And it--

You used...

...the last of our water

to mix your paints?

(groaning)

(squeaking)

(top pops)

We are lost.

We've been here before.

(horse chuffs)

Look, we were here.

(insects chirring)

(panting)

I've never been here before.

I've never been here before.

(groans)

I've never been...here...before.

I've never...been here...before.

(panting)

You can't get lost in Egypt.

There's the Nile... and there's the sea.

Wait here for me.

I'll come back for you.

In the desert,

a man forgets

he even has a name.

I won't forget.

Salaam, Augustin.

-Salaam. -Salut.

Salaam. Salaam.

(chuckling)

(solemn music)

(metal rattling)

(grunts)

(horse chuffs)

This cadmium's...

Ah.

Apricot ice.

Augustin.

(laughing)

(whispering)

Augustin!

(insects chirring)

(speaking Arabic)

What are these names?

From the sea.

(blowing)

Whoa! Whoa.

(horse snorting)

(insects chirring)

(wind howling)

(horse breathing heavily)

Come on.

Come on, that's a girl.

Just one foot in front of the other.

(grunts)

(crashing)

(groans)

(horse groaning)

(somber music)

(gunshot echoing)

Lazy, good for nothing...

March!

One, two, three,

four, five, six...

(groans)

That was...

That was...

(echoing chirps)

(water lapping)

(laughter)

(birds chirping)

Wait!

(rattling)

Help!

(gunshot)

(mellow music)

(bleating)

(sword unsheathing)

(sword sheathing)

(panting)

(spits)

(metal jingling)

(panting)

Don't curse me.

I'm French.

Faransi. Faransi.

(panting)

Not your enemy.

Your friend.

Your friend.

(bleating)

Yes, look.

Blue eyes.

Like the sky.

(metal jingling)

(gasps)

(groans)

(gasps)

(cutting, groaning)

(solemn music)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(shouting)

(camel groaning)

(shouting)

(rocks clattering)

(shouting)

(gentle music)

(camels groaning)

(chatter)

(shouting)

(metal rattling)

(mellow music)

(sword unsheathing)

(wings flapping)

(gasps)

(breathing heavily)

Cowards!

Come out.

Fight.

(panting)

(wings flapping)

(exhaling)

Apricot ice.

(exhaling)

(crickets chirring)

(chirping)

(guttural growling)

(guttural growling)

(animal roars)

(heavy breathing)

(tense music)

(growling)

(growling)

(wings flapping)

(growling)

(panting)

(growling)

(metal rattling)

(roars)

(shaky breathing)

(shaky breathing)

(metal scraping)

(softly growling)

(shaky breathing)

(birds singing)

(tranquil music)

(camel grunting)

(camel grunting)

(sand clattering, he groans)

(leopard groans)

(roaring)

(screaming)

(growling)

(screaming, tearing)

(tearing, growling)

(groaning)

(growling)

(breathing heavily)

(metal rattling)

(growling)

(panting)

(slipping)

(wind howling)

(growling)

Goodbye and good riddance.

(growling)

(mellow music)

(chirping)

(crunching)

(metal clinking)

Drink.

(metal rattling)

(growling)

(growling)

(birds chirping)

(exhales)

(water splashing)

(metal rattling)

Move! Move!

Move!

(roars)

(growling)

(mellow music)

(growling)

(frogs chirring)

(breathing heavily)

(grunting)

(clattering)

(splashing)

(gasping)

(gasping)

(sighing, grunting)

(exclaiming, splashing)

(dramatic music)

(breathing heavily)

(birds chittering)

(indistinct exclamations)

(whip cracking, horse whinnying)

(rumble of clopping hooves)

(loud clattering, squeaking)

(insects chirring)

In the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost.

(yelling)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

(soft bleating)

(growling)

(insects chirring)

(squelching bites)

(growling)

(squelching thud)

(grunting)

(panting)

(chewing)

(animal squawking nearby)

(growling)

(squelching)

(squelching, ripping)

(growling)

(soft upbeat music)

(woman softly vocalizing)

(soft upbeat music continues)

(sawing growls)

(retching)

(burps)

(soft upbeat music continues)

One, two, three, four.

About face!

(growling)

(laughing)

(squawking)

(sawing growl)

(music continues)

(squawking)

(music fades, ends)

Hey!

What are you doing? Give me back my coat.

(the man laughs)

(soft growling)

What are you doing? Come here.

Hey!

Give me back my coat!

(growling, snarling)

Give it to me!

(laughing)

Come here!

It's about time you had a name, kitty-cat.

Cleopatra.

Queen of the South.

No.

She had a sad ending.

Janette?

(roars)

Ooh.

Definitely not Janette.

Louise Colette?

Prettiest wet.

(splash, growl)

Come back, I was playing!

Come here.

Hey!

(laughing)

Emme, Estelle...

(softly snarls)

...or Marie.

She sang in the dark for me.

(insects chirring)

(heavy breathing)

How about an Arab name?

Aisha!

She danced the sword for me in Cairo.

(vocalizes)

(laughs)

(snarls)

(dramatic drum music)

Sultana.

Salome.

My head...

on a tray.

Nefertiti.

Isis.

(laughing)

Sheba.

(growling)

A bus had.

Shakira.

Josephine.

(growling, snarling)

You wanna dance, hm?

(dramatic music)

Ah, you have a beauty spot.

Right...here.

A few.

(huffs)

What shall I call you?

Soul of the wind.

Simoom.

(soft purring)

(woman softly vocalizing)

(dramatic music continues)

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

(dramatic music continues)

(indistinct commands)

(goats bleating)

(bleating)

(Simoom panting)

Hey, Simoom, come here.

It's your move.

(panting)

All right, I'll move.

And your move.

(panting)

Hey, what's got into you?

(Simoom snarls)

Simoom?

Simoom?

(clatter of hooves on stone)

(bleating)

(dramatic drum music)

(soft growling)

(lapping)

(indistinct yelling)

(echoes of indistinct yelling)

Who knows we're here?

(dramatic music continues)

(goat bleating)

(indistinct yelling)

(clattering)

(goat bleating, child yelling)

(child exclaiming)

(yelling)

(growling)

(yelling)

(goat bleating)

(clatter of running hooves)

(dark music)

He thinks we're jinns.

(insects, frogs chirring)

(Simoom growls)

(muttering)

Simoom.

We marched all day with dreams of golden isles.

(Simoom growls)

(soft grunt)

Simoom?

(Simoom snarls)

(sniffing)

(bright, ethereal music)

(cacophony of nocturnal animal calls)

Simoom!

(Simoom growls)

(thunder rumbling)

(rain pattering)

(thunder rumbling)

(water rushing)

(thunder cracking)

(water pattering)

(thunder rumbling)

(purring)

What?

(soft growling nearby)

Simoom?

(grunting, guttural squealing)

Wait!

Please.

(wind blowing)

(insects chirring)

(panting)

(grunting breaths)

(snarling)

(dramatic music)

(growling, snarling)

(woman softly vocalizing)

Simoom!

Simoom!

(dramatic music continues)

(growling, snarling)

(growling, snarling)

(music fades, ends)

(crashing thuds)

(heavy breathing)

(heavy breathing)

(grunting)

(squealing)

(growling)

(roaring)

(growling)

(snarling)

(hissing)

(growling)

(squelching chewing)

(cacophony of nocturnal animal calls)

(panting growls)

(dark dramatic music)

(woman softly vocalizing)

(cacophony of nocturnal animal calls)

(music fades, ends)

(wind blowing)

(insects chirring)

(soft drumming)

(sleepily mimics drumming)

(growls)

(indistinct yelling)

(yelling)

(drumming continues)

Food!

(drumming echoes)

(sighs)

Sweet Jesus, provide for me.

(gunshot)

(grunting)

(panting)

(Simoom growls)

(whimpers)

(grunts, pants)

(softly growls)

Jesus!

(gunshot)

(growls)

(snarls)

(yells)

(thud, grunt)

(insects chirring)

(Simoom panting)

Where have you been?

(metallic scraping)

(dramatic music)

(softly mews)

(dramatic music continues)

(growls)

(spits)

(metallic slicing)

(music fades, ends)

(Simoom softly growls)

(rustling, scraping)

(soft purring growls)

(soft purring snarls)

(soft licking sounds)

I won't forget you.

(solemn dramatic music)

(growls)

I'll be back.

Simoom.

I want you to wait for me here.

(sawing growls)

(solemn dramatic music continues)

I will come back.

If don't go to them,

I'll be a deserter and they'll shoot me.

Do you understand?

A deserter.

(solemn dramatic music continues)

(soft purring growls)

A deserter!

(whimpering)

(growling)

(rope snaps)

(panting)

(roaring)

(the man yells, grunts)

(screaming)

No, stop!