16. Return to Alamut

Sheik Amar:
We're going to need another horse!

Seso:
Where will you go?

Dastan:
To Alamut. Nizam will use that Dagger to pierce the Sand Glass, and he has to be stopped.

Sheik Amar:
He has to be stopped.
He has to be stopped.
What? Oh, a knife thrower with a conscience.



Tamina:
Our friends in the palace said that the Persians have broken through to the first level of the tunnels.
They will reach the Sand Glass within hours.
Nizam's keeping the Dagger in the high temple, guarded by some sort of demon, covered in spikes.

Dastan:
The Hassansin that killed my brother.

Tamina:
It's the only thing that stands between us and the Dagger.
No man can stand within twenty yards of him and live.

Seso:
Some don't need to get that close.

Sheik Amar:
Spare some water, sire.

Sheik Amar:
You sure about this?

Seso:
I owed the boy.

Sheik Amar:
But, you are a M'Baka, scourge of the Namibian plain.
Me, I'm a slightly dishonorable entrepreneur, this... nobility business is not the cloth we're cut from.

Tamina:
Hurry.

Seso:
My friend, has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?

Sheik Amar:
Come on.



Sheik Amar:
Have I told you about the M'Baka?

Dastan:
Yes, you have.

Sheik Amar:
I hope your brother listens to you, Persian.

Nizam:
He's here.
Seal every gate! Find him!

Dastan:
It's clear.

Tamina:
Dastan, I don't... I don't think you should do this.

Dastan:
Is that concern I hear?

Tamina:
Caution.

Dastan:
Sprinkled with concern.

Tamina:
You flatter yourself, prince.

Dastan:
And you used to be a better liar, Princess.

Tamina:
Perhaps I'm out of practice.

Dastan:
This won't be the last time we'll be together.



Nizam:
Where is the Dagger?

Sheik Amar:
You Persian bureaucrats, such soft hands.

Hassansin:
It's been found, my Lord.

Nizam:
The Sand Glass? I don't have the Dagger.