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For who shall defile the temples of the ancient gods,

a cruel and violent death shall be his fate.

And never shall his soul find rest, unto eternity.

Such is the curse of Amon-Ra,

king of all the gods!

I have answered your summons, All Highest.

It's good you have arrived, my son.

For I fear I shall not see the moon sink

beyond the Valley of the Jackals again.

Time has come, Father?

I am ready to go.

But first, I must hand over to you the secret

guarded by the high priests of Karnak.

Come, I will show you.

Yes, Father.

Come closer.

Look deep into the waters of Kar.

Behold!

Over 3,000 years ago, the princess Ananka died.

She was buried with all the ceremony

due her exalted station.

Ananka's father, King Amenophis,

bid her a last farewell.

And thus,

the Princess Ananka was placed in her tomb.

Kharis, a prince of the royal house,

who loved Ananka, looked on in grief.

His devotion was so great

that he refused to believe that she was lost to him forever.

Kharis broke into the altar room of Isis

to steal the secret of eternal life from its hiding place.

With that he knew he could bring Ananka back to life.

Daring the anger of the ancient gods,

he stole the forbidden Tana leaves.

For the sin he had committed,

Kharis was condemned to be buried alive.

But first they cut out his tongue,

so the ears of the gods would not be assailed

by his unholy curses.

The sinful Kharis was buried alone in a remote spot.

With him was also buried a great quantity

of the forbidden Tana leaves.

Then the slaves were killed,

so they could not tell what had taken place.

Later the priests removed Kharis from his unholy grave

into a cave on the other side of this mountain.

Thus, none but the priests of Karnak know

Kharis' mastaba.

For over 3,000 years,

Kharis has remained there in his cave

on the other side of this mountain,

and he waits to bring death

to whoever tries to defile Ananka's tomb.

For...

Kharis never really died.

Kharis is still alive.

Beneath the idol of Isis, you will find a copper box.

Open it.

Tana leaves!

Bring three of them.

Three of the leaves will make enough fluid

to keep Kharis' heart beating.

Once each night during the cycle of the full moon,

you will dissolve three Tana leaves,

and give the fluid to Kharis.

You hear?

Children of the night.

They howl above the Hill of the Seven Jackals

when Kharis must be fed.

Should unbelievers seek

to desecrate the Tomb of Ananka,

you will use nine leaves each night

to give life a moment to Kharis.

Thus you will enable him to bring vengeance

on the heads of those who try to enter.

Yes, master.

But never, for any reason,

must you brew more than nine leaves at one time.

Should Kharis obtain a large amount of the fluid,

he would become an uncontrollable monster,

a soulless demon with the desire to kill

- and kill! - I understand, master.

I must hurry my message.

Remove your medallion

of the lay priests of Karnak.

It's time for you to wear

the medallion of the high priests.

Now swear by the ancient gods of Egypt

that you will not betray your trust.

I swear by the mighty power of Amon-Ra,

whose anger can shatter the world,

and by the dread power of Set

that I will never betray my trust as high priest of Karnak.

O mighty gods of Egypt,

you have chosen my successor.

May you find him worthy.

Hey, Steve!

What's all the excitement, Babe?

Hear from that blonde in Brooklyn?

You know she won't write me.

Won't or can't?

I told you Poopsie was a college girl.

Stacy's Beauty College.

That's what I said. Well, everything's all fixed.

- Fixed, what? - Sure, like I told you. Jobs for us.

We work our way home as cargo loaders. The Mary J sails tonight.

- Tonight? - Yeah, the first mate's an old boss of mine.

I can see that old Brooklyn Bridge right now.

Times Square.

Mmm. I can smell those old Coney Island hot dogs.

- And Poopsie. - Sure! Huh?

Ah, forget it, Babe. It was swell while it lasted.

Hey, partner, you mean we ain't goin' home?

"Aren't," Babe. "Aren't."

Look, it has been two months since you got fired by the Scripps Museum people.

"Released" is the way they put it.

Well, we've been all over Egypt and we ain't even dug up a soup bone yet!

Alms, alms for a poor unfortunate.

Alms.

Hey, where did he get those collection plates?

We're gonna need one pretty soon.

Shall I read your future in the sands of the Sahara?

Hey, don't you never take a shave?

- Oh, hello. - You like?

Yeah, it reminds me of somebody.

I just can't remember who right now.

Real Egyptian doll.

Come from bazaar of Ayesha.

Bring good luck.

Effendi?

Uh... Where did this come from?

Arab find it, far away in the mountains.

Mmm-hmm. How much?

- Very old piece, effendi. - Maybe.

I'll call her "Poopsie" after somebody I know.

She do real Egyptian dance.

Hey, Babe!

Who, me?

No, he means me.

I'll be seeing you later.

How much money have we got?

38 cents, exactly.

No, no, I mean folding money.

- Who, me? - It's in your shoe, $84.

You've been peeking. What do you want it for?

I want to buy this vase.

That thing?

Look, it's got a hole in it. You're nuts.

Maybe, but I don't think so.

Go on, take off that shoe. Go on, take it off.

- Oh! - $75, is that right?

- Yes, effendi. - $75 for that.

I can get you a whole vase for two bits.

Not exactly like this.

84 bucks is all we've got left,

and you spend $75 on a piece of junk like that.

We'll never get out of Egypt.

Please, Babe, I know what I'm doing.

Is that right?

$75. It is as if I am being robbed.

You're being robbed?

Come on.

Good luck? Poopsie, you're just an 8-ball with hips!

This mark must mean a hill or a mountain.

And these markings translated give us another name.

The Hill of the Seven Jackals.

This square at the base of the hill must indicate Ananka's tomb.

If we're right and we find it...

Your place in archeological history is assured, Banning.

As important a find as the tomb of Tutankhamen.

Hey, that sounds good,

but where are you gonna find this Hill of the Seven Jackasses?

We'll go in and ask Professor Andoheb.

Professor Andoheb?

Professor Andoheb?

Oh, come in, gentlemen.

Professor Andoheb, this is Mr. Banning.

- How do you do? - And Mr. Jenson.

- I've heard of Mr. Banning. - Thank you, sir.

I had no idea that my work had attracted

the attention of so great a scientist.

Yes, I believe I have the facts correct.

The Temple of the Sun in the Gobi Desert,

the Inca ruins in Mexico,

the lost Himalaya city.

Arresting achievements for so young a man.

Well, of late my luck hasn't been so good.

But it's changed again.

Mr. Banning found this in a native bazaar.

This is quite unique.

It is very interesting.

You think so, sir?

These hieroglyphics are amazingly clear, aren't they?

Yes, sir. You see, we thought that...

Without doubt, it's one of the cleverest imitations I have ever seen.

Imitation?

Oh, yes, that is quite apparent.

Surely you weren't taken in, Dr. Petrie?

Well, I... As a matter of fact...

Professor, what makes you think this is not authentic?

Think, Mr. Banning?

I have devoted my entire life to the study of Egyptian relics.

And I have, if you'll pardon my saying so,

achieved some standing as an authority.

I know your reputation, sir...

During the many years I have been with the Cairo Museum,

we have handled ten, possibly a dozen vases exactly like this.

The Cairo bazaars do a thriving business selling them to the tourists.

Do you mean to say that we chucked all that dough into the gutter?

That is a very colorful way of putting it, Mr. Jenson.

I might as well have stayed in Brooklyn.

That gutter was paved with the good intentions

of many enthusiastic but mistaken young archeologists.

If you'll pardon me, Professor,

but I'm inclined to disagree with you.

Naturally you are entitled to your own opinion, Mr. Banning.

But look, if the tomb of Ananka

were really found in the Hill of the Seven Jackals,

wouldn't it be worth the museum's while to finance an expedition?

No.

In the first place, this evidence is obviously manufactured.

Secondly, there have been two expeditions to that range of mountains.

They were very well-equipped.

They were never heard of again.

That is the most dangerous region in the whole of Egypt.

Well, thank you just the same, professor,

but I guess we'll have to seek financial assistance elsewhere.

I'm so sorry.

You must allow me to pay for my extraordinary clumsiness.

Well, I should hope to tell you!

That beautiful thing cost us $75... $150.

Don't bother, professor. Come on, Babe.

Good day, gentlemen.

You still believe this is authentic, don't you?

- I do. - And so do I.

I'm going to make a search for that...

We'll make a search for it, Steve.

That is, if you'll include me.

I appreciate that.

I only wish I had the money to equip such an expedition.

I'll get the money someplace, Doctor.

Hey, Doc,

if I had the dough I'd certainly stake you to the limit.

For who shall defile the temples of the ancient gods,

a cruel and violent death shall be his fate.

Put it back in the deck, anywhere. Don't let me see it.

Right? Cut 'em.

I'll give them a shuffle all right.

Jolly good one.

There, now let's see you do it.

King of spades?

Right, gentlemen?

Say, what's the idea?

You've been beating me all week.

You ought to get yourself one of these to change your luck.

- That's my Poopsie. - Poopsie?

She's a blooming coochie dancer!

You didn't get the money?

Doesn't take a mind reader to tell that.

Look, Babe, I've heard "no" in a lot of different languages,

but that tops them all.

His distorted sense of humor.

That's swell, now we can go home.

We can't give up now, Babe.

All we need is a couple of measly thousand.

Couple of measly thousand?

Dollars or hieroglyphics?

What's that?

Petrie got us a permit. Now we can dig anyplace in Egypt that we want to.

Swell. All we need now is a couple of shovels.

Well, let's drink to Ananka.

Hey, bartender, how would you like to try your luck with two more drinks?

Not today, thanks.

Don't worry, there's one born every minute.

Uh-oh, look. There is a Santa Claus.

- Double brandy, my man. - Yes, sir.

Come on, Poopsie, we've got work to do.

Barnum was right. Watch me.

How are you, stranger?

How would you like to see a nifty little card trick?

I guess card.

Now, if I don't guess the card that you pick, I buy you a drink.

But if I do, you buy me one. How about it?

Well, uh...

Well, uh...

All right.

As it's all in good, clean fun, well,

let's let everybody in on it, eh?

- Everybody? - Sure.

If you guess my card, I buy drinks for everybody.

If not, you do.

Okay, that's all right with me.

Come on over here, fellas.

We're gonna play a little game and the loser buys the drinks.

- Otgay uckersay. - You're telling me.

Stranger, pick yourself a card, any one you want. There you are.

- Any one? Sure. - Any one you want.

There you are.

Now put it back in the deck. Don't let me see it.

Uh, ahem. Now shuffle 'em.

Go ahead. Go ahead, shuffle 'em up.

What this deck needs right now is a good shuffle.

Oh, Poopsie, don't fail me.

Now, sir, your card was, uh...

Your card was, uh...

Uh...

That's the first time that failed.

Um, it couldn't be the ace of spades?

No, it couldn't.

Um, well, uh...

I give up. What was your card?

Two of hearts.

Two of hearts... There ain't no two of hearts in the deck.

Nonsense. Of course there is!

All right, then you show me.

It's right there.

All right, bartender, drinks for everybody.

The gentleman pays.

How are you gonna pay for all these drinks?

What are you worrying about money for?

Sure, you've got plenty of money.

Look at that there, money all over.

Here.

- Stewart. - Yes, sir.

You're not very observing.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Hard to light? Here, try that one.

Oh.

So you're the great Solvani.

My name is Steve Banning, and this hopeless Houdini here is Babe Jenson.

- How are ya? - Americans I take it?

You don't look like a Solvani yourself.

To be perfectly honest, I'm not.

A front, you know, show business.

Real name, Sullivan. Tim Sullivan.

You couldn't be from Brooklyn?

Yes, Greenpoint.

I haven't been there in years.

Come on over and sit down.

Boy, that's a honey! Your tricks are better than mine.

So you're the chief attraction of the Egyptian theater?

I was the chief attraction.

What's that "was"?

Well, it seems the natives here

don't appreciate the art of prestidigitation.

So, I'm on my way to reserve the best suite

on the first boat to the good old USA.

You mean, you still got some dough?

I'm not going to swim home, my boy.

You interest us.

There's no real money to be made around these parts.

Um, shall we let him in on it?

- No, Babe, no. - In on what?

Oh, well, I guess maybe you're right.

Aww, but we're both from Brooklyn.

Why, we're practically brothers.

Yeah, practically.

Come on, can't we just tell him about it?

Go on.

You're wrong about Egypt.

We've stumbled on something that's gonna make us rich and famous.

- Here, in Egypt? - Yes.

In a certain section of the mountains lies an undiscovered tomb

of an ancient Egyptian princess named Ananka.

I'm an archeologist, Mr. Solvani,

and I've discovered absolute proof of the existence of this tomb

and a clue to its possible location.

You have?

It'll only take a couple of thousand to outfit the expedition.

The possibilities are tremendous.

Come in.

Miss Marta?

Yes? I'm Marta Solvani.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Professor Andoheb of the Cairo museum.

How do you do?

I've had the pleasure several times

of watching you and your father.

May I say that he is a great artist,

and you are most charming?

Thank you very much.

Do you mind if I go on with my packing?

I'm in rather a hurry.

You are leaving Egypt?

- Tonight. - Oh, I'm so glad.

Please. We shall be most sorry to lose so charming an artist,

but in a way it is better that you should go!

I don't understand you, professor.

My dear Miss Marta, for some time the government of Egypt

has been trying to protect strangers from swindlers,

who obtain money to finance supposed expeditions

to rob the tombs of our ancient dead.

In the past, these field trips have met with disaster.

The backers have either been slain or else left to starve,

while the swindlers have returned to Cairo with their stolen money.

What has that got to do with me?

I have reason to believe that your father

might have been approached with such a proposal.

My father?

You mean that someone's trying to swindle him

into financing a fake expedition?

Precisely.

But that's preposterous!

In an hour we'll be on the boat sailing for home.

My father's out buying the tickets now.

I am so happy to hear that.

I hope you don't take offense that it is I, a total stranger, who warned you.

Not at all.

I'm extremely grateful.

It is most regrettable that so lovely a person must leave our country.

However, may I wish you a most pleasant journey

back to your homeland?

Alms for a poor unfortunate.

Cigarettes.

There, that makes us all partners.

Gosh, this was a fortunate meeting.

I just can't wait to get started.

Oh, boy, that calls for a drink.

It's empty. Hey, waiter!

No, no, don't bother the waiter.

- Here. - Gotta have a...

But what's comin'...

Wonderful.

Another one.

Listen...

I guess that's all I can spare!

Oh, boy! You're terrific!

Wait till we get on the expedition. Boy, will we have fun with these tricks.

You're positively a genius!

Well, gentlemen.

To the Princess Ananka and her jewels.

Hey, what goes on here?

Help! Police!

Stop it! Stop it!

Get him outta here! I'll take care of these guys!

- Come on, junior! - Thanks, Brooklyn!

Come on, Steve!

Stop! Stop, I say!

Help! Police! Help! Help!

So you finally got back?

Yeah, I've been to get the tickets.

Well, it didn't take all day, did it?

You left me here to do all the packing.

A swell job you made of it, too.

You don't have to unpack, either.

Either? What are you talking about?

Why, uh...

Did I ever show you this one? Look.

Yes, you did!

Hey, be careful.

Now, just what do you mean by "either"?

Marta, I've got great news for you.

Stupendous news!

Colossal surprise!

Oh, my goodness.

Wait till I tell you.

No, you wait till I tell you.

You've stumbled upon a terrific piece of luck.

- Yeah. - It just came right up and bumped you.

- You're going to be very rich. - Yeah.

You're going to find a tomb filled with gold and diamonds.

Yeah... How did you know?

You're going to finance an expedition.

Egad!

That fake mind-reading I've been teaching you, it isn't fake!

Pop, you didn't give 'em the money yet? You didn't!

Oh...

Oh, how could you?

These men are swindlers! I've been warned!

They can't be. I've got a contract.

I've got a...

I know I've got a contract...

Oh.

There, it's somewhere. There it is.

Oh, no, that's not it.

Ah, there it is.

When will you grow up?

First it was a dry oil well,

then it was a skin lotion to make everybody beautiful.

Well, it did turn out to be good for moths.

"Received of Tim Sullivan,

"$2,000 to finance a search for the tomb of Ananka.

"In return, Tim Sullivan will share as a third partner in the venture.

"Signed, Steve Banning."

Honey, see, everything's quite okay.

You've given those crooks every cent we had in the world.

No, darling, no.

They're not crooks, honey, not those fellas.

Where do they live?

Oh...

Where do they live? Where do they live?

Uh...

Through the window into the...

I don't know.

You mean you gave them all this money and you don't even know where they live?

That's just fine!

"Cairo Hotel."

I'll fix them with my trick revolver.

Hey! What are you going to do with that?

If you don't know how to deal with these crooks, I do!

Now, Marta, Marta!

Mart...

Get me out of here!

Get me out! I can't get out! You've got the key!

You stay in there and keep out of trouble!

Get me out of here! Marta!

Poopsie, we're in the money!

Are you Steve Banning?

Well, uh, maybe.

Dispense with the fooling around, Mr. Banning.

- Hand over that money! - Money?

Hey, now wait a minute.

Little girls that play with guns is liable to get hurt!

I'll get hurt? Hmm.

Now, how about that money?

Hey, you do all right with that cannon, don't you?

I've been making my living with it since I was seven.

Well, it must be the hotel people.

- They heard the fireworks. I'll tell 'em. - Never mind that.

You just give me back the money you stole from my father!

- Your father? - Solvani. Don't play innocent.

The guy you want to shoot, see, is Steve Banning.

He's right behind you!

Stop clowning. I've seen that show myself.

I'm keeping you covered until I get that money back!

All right, if you don't believe me, but...

Listen, young lady.

You seem to be laboring under the delusion

that we stole that money from your father.

Well, of course, you did.

I'm no child nor credulous old man.

We're not crooks.

We sincerely believe in what we're trying to do.

Well, then prove it by returning that money.

I can't. It's spent.

Native diggers, supplies, equipment.

I know your kind.

You pretend to go on an expedition

so you can get my father out in the desert

to kill him or leave him to starve.

That was the last cent we had.

I'm sorry,

I thought your father was a wealthy man.

Otherwise we'd never have taken that money.

We didn't even know he had a daughter.

Well, you know it now.

And I'm going to see that he's not defrauded.

Defrauded?

Listen, Miss Solvani,

Dr. Petrie, an eminent archeologist, will vouch for us.

We intend to find that tomb and to share the proceeds equally with your father.

Well, just the same,

you're not going to trap me into going on anything like that!

You? Hey, wait a minute. Who said you were going?

Well, I did.

You don't think I'm going to let you get my father out there alone, do you?

And you'd better not try to get away from here without us.

When you leave, we'll be right with you, every minute!

Hey, Steve.

Can a woman go nuts from gettin' sawed in half too many times?

She's pretty, isn't she?

Yeah. Huh?

Oh, now we're stuck with a dame.

Any progress, Doctor? Finding anything at all?

In archeology, one must have infinite patience.

Sure, I know, but you're finding something, aren't you?

A few coins, beads.

Enough to tell us we're on the right track.

We travel miles through the desert just to find a few beads and old coins.

I hope you're completely satisfied.

Well, it's a start, Marta. Things could be worse.

They are.

Come on over and try your disappearing act on a donkey.

Huh?

He's in our tent studying your tricks.

Come on, Pop.

Morning. Nice day.

If you like Turkish baths.

- Well, here's the detonator. You ready for your blast? - Almost.

Say, Steve. What does anyone want to get buried away out here for?

This was probably once the heart of a great metropolis.

Metropolis? What's that?

One of those prehistoric animals?

Look, effendi! Look!

Dr. Gustafson and his wife.

Their expedition disappeared two years ago.

What a horrible fate.

They were probably trapped in a landslide.

Take some men and give him a decent burial.

They're afraid. They will not touch it, effendi.

All right, we'll do it ourselves.

Babe, Babe, where are you?

- Wow! - What happened? You all right?

I don't know, I started to hook the wire to the detonator

to set off the dynamite, and here I am.

Effendi! Effendi!

This is an unholy tomb.

It's the seal of the Seven Jackals! What we've been searching for!

They mustn't touch it, effendi.

- There's a curse... - Oh, bosh!

...it means death to whoever breaks that seal!

We can't stop now for a lot of silly native superstitions.

I have waited a long time for this moment.

Hey, what's eating those guys?

They fear the wrath of the gods.

Well, get them back here. We need them.

- Babe, get a couple of lanterns, quick. - Yeah.

It's open. Here, give me a hand.

Easy.

It's heavy. Watch out.

Whoa!

Why, it isn't sealed.

Let's take it off.

Careful, now. Careful.

That isn't Princess Ananka.

It's a man!

And in the finest state of preservation of any mummy I've ever seen.

Is this all there is? Where's the treasure? The gold and jewels?

I don't understand.

We search for the tomb of a princess,

and all we find is the mummy of a man.

And in a cheap casket, at that.

Well, we found something, didn't we?

That proves we're on the right track.

Maybe this fella's sort of a poor relation of Ananka's or something.

I think you're being kind of unfair, Marta.

Steve believes in what he's trying to do.

Finding this tomb means more to him than anything in the world.

What's that?

Oh, a jackass.

You wouldn't mean a jackal, would you?

What's the difference? They're first cousins.

I never heard that before.

We ain't never had no full moon before.

They say a moon like that does things to you.

You take me, for instance. Give me a moon and...

You can have it.

Come on, pop, let's turn in.

That thing gives me the creeps.

- Good night, Babe. - Good night.

Aw, quiet!

If it ain't you, it's the camels.

If it ain't the camels, it's the mummy.

If it isn't the mummy, it's you.

From the hieroglyphics we found, his name seems to have been Kharis.

Doctor, what do these lines in his face mean?

There's only one answer.

He was buried alive.

He must have struggled desperately against those bandages.

What a terrible way to die, probably for some sacrilege.

Possibly.

Have you touched his face?

- What? - Go ahead, touch it.

- It feels like living tissue. - Exactly.

The most amazing example of embalming I've ever seen.

- Incredible. - Isn't it? Come here.

Have you any idea what they are?

I may be wrong, but they must be Tana leaves.

Absolutely extinct now.

Smells like clover.

The old Egyptians used them for embalming purposes, I think.

Doctor, there's one thing that bothers me.

We haven't found Ananka's name anyplace in here.

Do you think that, after all, we might've made a mistake?

I hope not.

But these disappointments are all in the game, Steve.

Yes, I suppose so.

Steve!

Be right back.

Ali's back.

Where are the diggers, Ali?

They will not come, effendi.

They have run away from the valley.

What's the matter?

There is death in the hills, effendi.

Those are evil spirits.

They came to howl about the unholy grave you have opened!

Oh, that's nonsense, Ali!

I cannot stay. I'm sorry.

Wait a minute, now.

Very interesting, aren't they, Dr. Petrie.

Professor Andoheb!

Where did you come from?

The important thing, Doctor, is that I'm here.

Then you knew about this tomb?

And yet you insisted that the vase was an imitation.

There are some things in science which should be brought to light.

There are others, Doctor, which should be left alone.

You mean, we never should have come into this cave?

Since you are here, I think it is fitting

that you should learn exactly what you've stumbled upon.

Come.

For a scientist, you are very unobserving, Dr. Petrie.

Why, it's a pulse beat.

Why, this is absurd. It's... It's fantastic.

In this vial, I have the fluid from nine Tana leaves.

Nine Tana leaves, Dr. Petrie.

That wouldn't mean anything to you, but watch.

Now, Dr. Petrie.

Why, it's beating faster.

He's alive.

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

The destiny of the priests of Karnak is fulfilled.

Not one of you who tried to enter the tomb of Ananka

will leave this valley alive.

The mummy, somebody's swiped it.

Who could have done that?

I can't understand it.

Steve, Petrie!

What could have happened?

I don't know, Babe.

He's dead.

Maybe the natives.

You will place this vial of Tana fluid

in the tent of one of the unbelievers.

I understand, master.

Then go.

Now, look, this is an easy one.

That's what you always say.

You put it in the palm of the hand like so.

- The rock there? - Yeah.

Put it in your mouth so.

Uh-huh.

Open your mouth.

It's gone.

There.

Oh, boy, that's a... Wow. Let me try it.

- Put it in my hand like that, huh? - Yeah.

And close my hand, see?

Now, watch. Across my mouth like this?

Oh, that's wonderful, effendi. Wonderful. Wonderful.

You will do exactly as I say, Kharis.

I am your master.

Only I can tell you where you will find

the fluid that gives you life.

You would like to have the use of that leg and that arm.

To do so, you need more of the fluid.

In the tents of the white men you will find it.

To get it, you will kill.

Kill wherever you find the fluid.

Steve?

- This right? - Just about.

And the first two letters of Ananka's name were here, weren't they?

Mmm-hmm.

Don't you think that if her tomb were located near the mummy's cave,

that her name would have been closer to it?

Possibly.

I've been doing a little figuring.

Now we found out that this square indicates the mummy's cave,

but her name is way over here.

Could that mean anything?

Well, it might mean that her tomb were somewhere behind the cave.

Exactly. There must be some sort of a connection between the two.

Marta, I believe you're right.

I think you've hit it.

Oh, I hope so. I owe this party

a little contribution of some kind.

We'll start digging for a connecting passage right away.

Hey, Babe!

Hey, Babe! Solvani! Ali!

What's up?

I think Marta has the solution to the whole thing.

There must be a passageway connecting this cave with Ananka's tomb.

Oh, that's swell. Let's get going.

- Where's Ali? - Outside.

We'll start on that wall over there.

You really expect to find the entrance to Ananka's tomb over there?

Well, we didn't expect to find the entrance to the Bronx subway, old boy.

Solid rock back here. No sign of a tunnel.

Hey, we better knock off or the archeologist's union will start picketing us.

Maybe you're right. It is pretty late.

We'll get a fresh start in the morning.

- Steve. - Yes, Marta?

- Wasn't this urn filled with leaves? - Why, yes.

Well, there's none in there now.

What could have happened to them?

I don't know.

Marta, there are a lot of strange things happening around here

that need a lot of explaining.

But there's nothing we can do about it tonight.

Say, where's Ali?

I told him to watch the camp.

Probably gettin' some shut-eye.

You can't trust these gypsies.

This mountain air makes them sleepy.

Well, you folks better get some rest.

We got a busy day tomorrow.

- It's a good idea. Good night, Steve. - Good night.

- Good night, Babe. - Good night, Marta.

Hey, it won't hurt you to get a little sleep too, partner.

Babe, I think we're on the right track.

Tomorrow, we'll divide up the cave into sections and each works...

- What's the matter? - It's Ali. He's been killed.

Look, those gray streaks on his throat.

Yeah, just like on Petrie's.

Poor Ali.

That means that Petrie was killed the same way.

Hey, there's somebody around here that just don't like company.

Ah, ohh-ohh!

Steve, I...

Marta, you're not the only one that's jittery around here.

We're all getting out first thing in the morning.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Steve.

I realize how much this expedition meant to you.

Well, this doesn't mean that I'm quitting.

I'll get some help and I'll come back.

As soon as I know that you and your father are safe.

I think it's better if you two sleep in my tent tonight.

Babe and I will stand watch until it's light enough to get an early start.

Whatever you say, Steve.

We could stay up with you.

Well, somebody oughta get some shut-eye around here.

I'll get your things.

Don't let anything happen to him, will you, Babe?

Kind of like to have him around, don't you?

Me too.

Marta, you're all set.

- Good night, Babe. - Good night, Marta.

You go on and get some sleep, Marta.

We'll get a start as soon as it's light.

- Steve. - Yes?

I wish you'd give all this up and come back to the States with us.

Well, I can't promise you that,

but I will be back sometime.

You mind if I say I think you're a swell person?

Hmm?

Babe! Babe, what's the matter?

What happened?

I was practicing my rock trick.

Well, the next time, you better practice on a pebble.

Oh.

- Pop. - What?

Pop, I'm afraid.

There's something about that cave that no one of us understands.

There's something going on that we're just powerless to stop.

Nonsense, honey. You're just all unstrung.

In a month, we'll be back home

standing 'em in the aisles again.

Okay, Pop.

- Good night. - Good night.

Babe, those jackals give me goose pimples.

Ah, they give me goose pimples on top of my goose pimples.

Marta!

- Marta. - Don't you worry, Mr. Solvani.

We'll find her.

Babe!

Marta! Marta!

Hey, look!

This urn is busted. They must have come through here.

How could they have disappeared?

How does anything happen around here?

I'm gonna take a look outside.

Oh, you're not leaving me here alone.

Look out, Babe!

It's the beggar from the Cairo bazaar.

What would he be doing here?

I don't know. Look.

Why, it's the same drawing that was on that vase, complete.

Look. There's the cave of Kharis clearly marked.

And on the other side of the hill, it looks like a temple.

Right by the temple is the whole of Ananka's name.

Yeah, but those lines between her tomb and the cave.

That must be the passageway we've been looking for.

That's how they disappeared.

Look, you take a shot at trying to find the temple on the other side of the hill

and I'll see if I can't locate the entrance to that passageway.

One of us is bound to get through.

Okay, boss, if I don't get back before dawn, forget it.

Poopsie, up to now, you've been a complete washout.

Now let me see you do your stuff.

You will return at once to the tombs of our ancient dead.

There you will find more of the fluid.

Go while the moon is yet high in the heavens.

Your power to move wanes with the moon.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

You're quite safe.

That awful creature!

You're very beautiful.

So beautiful, I'm going to make you immortal.

Like Kharis, you will live forever.

What I can do for you, I can also do for myself.

Neither time nor death can touch us.

You and I, together for eternity.

Here in the temple of Karnak,

you shall be my high priestess.

"And thus

"will Kharis be kept alive

"by the Tana leaves

"during the cycle of

"the full moon."

I'm going to prepare enough fluid

from these Tana leaves

to make us both immortal.

No! No!

You will be grateful for this gift.

Mummy case.

You're mad.

Steve Banning will find you and kill you.

If by some chance, he should escape Kharis and kill me,

your peril will be great indeed.

What do you mean?

If Kharis should obtain the rest of the Tana fluid,

he would become a monster such as the world has never known.

Ah, what's the matter with me? I must be getting nervous.

Come on, Poopsie.

I don't think I would shoot if I were you, Mr. Jenson.

Well, if it ain't our old friend Professor Andoheb.

- At your service. - I'll bet you are.

What are you doing out in the mountains here, selling real estate?

Not exactly...

Where's the girl?

Where you'll never see her again.

No, she's not dead.

See here, you Egyptian Mickey Finn,

I'll give you three to tell me where she is.

I'm not kidding. One...

You wouldn't shoot an unarmed man in cold blood.

Two.

If you were to kill me, you would leave at large a monster

whom only I can control.

Three.

Mighty Isis,

forgive me.

- Steve! - Marta, what happened? How did you get here?

The mummy brought me here. He's alive.

Yes, I know.

Pop. Is he all right?

He's all right. Just a little shaken up.

We've got to get you out of here in a hurry.

He's after Tana fluid.

That's what must be in this vial.

And in the urn, Steve. It's full of the fluid.

You mustn't let him get it.

Keep him away from it.

Stop him!

Stop him!

Oh, how horrible.

Boy, was I glad to see you.

Steve.

Ah, that's just like a woman.

When the shooting's all over and everything's Jake, they pass out.

Marta! Marta!

Where did this come from?

Arab find it far away in mountains.

No more broken vases, dear.

We're going back to America, remember?

Anything you say, boss.

Hey, Steve.

Steve, I got a cablegram for you.

Everything get on the ship all right?

Yep. The jewels of Ananka are safe in the ship's vault.

Hey, what's cooking, partner?

Read it.

"The job in the bone-washing department is no longer open.

"Stop. I'm taking it myself. Stop. You're getting my job.

"Best regards, Doc Lyons."