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: Let me tell you, after a hard day of looting and pillaging, there is no greater city than Gomorrah... except maybe Sodom.
: So, where are we going? Mathayus
: The Valley of the Dead. Arpid
: The Valley of the Dead? Nobody goes to the Valley of the Dead. That's why they call it the Valley of the Dead!
[the Scorpion King & the sorceress ride away on the camel
: Wait for me, please!
[Mathayus revives an unconscious Arpid
: What happened? Mathayus
: You got us in! I knew you could do it. A jug of your finest wine for my road-weary friend here. Arpid
: Wait a minute... the last thing that, that I remember was this huge Akkadian fist coming straight into my...
[Mathayus, Arpid, and the Sorceress have stopped at a pond
] The Sorceress
: What do you think? Is it safe to drink? Arpid
: Woo hoo!
[Arpid jumps into the pond
: Not any more.
: [tied upside down over a fire
] Stop! Stop, listen to me! I am a high priest of Set! Spare me, and I shall bless thee in five different languages! Torturer
: You'll scream in five different languages, horse thief.
[Mathayus and Arpid are buried up to their necks in sand. Around them, the guard drops burning scraps of cloth into the ant mounds
: Fascinating, isn't it? The smoke, it causes the fire ants to abandon their homes, you see?
[the fire ants swarm out of the mounds, towards them
: All the sooner to feast on our naked heads.
: You think this is funny? Arpid
: It's a little bit funny, yes. You see, I am about to escape, while you on the other hand are about to die a horrible death, for leaving me to die last night!
[after getting inside the city gates
: All right, that was the easy part. Everybody know what to do? Balthazar
: Cripple the guards. Philos
: Ignite the powder. Arpid
: And try not to get killed.
: Where do you think you're going with my horse? Arpid
: To Gomorrah. Nothing we can say will stop him. Balthazar
: Without your sorceress? Mathayus
: She returned to save the lives of your people. I won't let her face Memnon's wrath alone. Step aside. Balthazar
: Akkadian, you're riding to your death. If I let you ride alone...
[pause. Balthazar grins
: what glory would there be left for me?