Garsiv:
Silly songs and scented smoke could do little for you now!
Nizam:
I think you'll find there's more to her than that, hey Garsiv?!
Tus:
So for once, the stories are true.
Nizam:
We know you secretly build weapons for enemies of Persia. Now show us where.
Tamina:
We have no forges here. And what weapons we had you overcame.
Garsiv:
Our spies say differently. You can save a lot of pain...
Tamina:
All the pain in the world will not help you find something that does not exist.
Tus:
Spoken like one wise enough to consider a political solution.
Join hands with Persia's future King.
Tamina:
I'll die first.
Tus:
That can be arranged.
Tamina:
Don't!
Prince Tus... Promise me, the people of Alamut will be treated with mercy.
Soldiers:
Hey, the Lion of Persia! The Lion of Persia!
Tus:
They're calling you the Lion of Persia.
You've never excelled at following order, Dastan.
Dastan:
I have some explaining to do, Tus. I...
Tus:
No, no. No, you have some celebrating to do. There is however, tradition.
Since you took the honor of first assault, you owe me a gift, homage. A beautiful dagger.
Nizam:
He delivered you the city and its princess, I think that's homage enough.
Tus:
I suppose it is.
Nizam:
First dispatches just arrived, my prince. Wonderful news.
Your father's interrupted his prayers in the Eastern Palace to join us.
No doubt to commend this on our great victory.
Tus:
We've had indications that Alamut was arming our enemies.
King Sharaman:
Indications? You've got to have more than indications to occupy a holy city, with my troops!
This adventure, won't sit with our allies! But I suppose you didn't take that into account.
Don't look for your uncle, boy!
Tus:
The decision and its consequences rest with me.
King Sharaman:
I know you're eager to wear the crown.
But trust me when I tell you, you're not yet ready.
Tus:
No man would know better than you, father.
Because your trust is something I deeply cherish, I'll oversee the search for weapons myself. I vow I will not stand before you until I hold proof for Alamut's treachery.
Dastan:
The third step is the hardest!
Dastan:
Brother! Brother!
Tus:
We've uncovered signs of tunnels on the eastern edge of the city. I'm on my way there now.
Dastan:
Oh, you'll miss the banquet!
Tus:
You and Garsiv can handle father in my absence. You do have a gift to honor him with?
Dastan:
Of course. Bis, gift!
Bis:
Huh?
Dastan:
It's been momentarily misplaced!
Tus:
I knew you'd forget. The prayer robe of Alamut's regent.
The holiest in Eastern lands, a gift the King would appreciate.
You fought like a champion for me, Dastan. Glad to return the favor.
A rare jewel. Present her to the King for me this evening, Dastan.
Dastan:
Sure you really want another wife, brother?
Tus:
Listen to me, Dastan!
A marriage to the princess assures me the loyalty of her people.
Unbound to us, she's a dangerous liability.
If father doesn't approve our union, I want you to end her life with your own hand.
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