8. Dealing With a Sheik

Sheik Amar:
Do you know where you are Persian? And yet you're enter still?
In the heart of Sudan there's a tribe of warriors, known as the M'Baka.
They strike fear into the hearts of all they cross.
The M'Baka, are masters of the throwing knife.
Wielding blades, said to have been blessed by the Creator, Himself.
Their aim is so murderously accurate, they can decapitate three men, with one strike.
No. I wouldn't even bother doing that, if I were you. Do you know why?
This is Seso, he is a M'Baka, I have the good fortune of saving his life, which means, he is now enduringly indebted to me.
So tell me Persian, is there any good reason why I shouldn't tell Seso, to put his next throw so little higher?



Sheik Amar:
So, this is the one, eh? Yes, you're right, she's not bad.
She could smell better than that. Still we have a deal.

Dsatan:
Clever princess.

Tamina:
Deal? What deal?

Tamina:
Such a noble prince.

Dastan:
Such a gentle princess.

Tamina:
How taken you were with my fainting act, eagerly leaping to assist the foreign beauty.

Dastan:
Ho.. Who said you're a beauty?

Tamina:
There's must be a reason why you can't take your eyes off me.

Dastan:
You're... I...
I don't trust you, and you're not my type.

Tamina:
Oh, I'm not some desperate slave girl! I'm actually capable of voicing my own thoughts!

Dastan:
Yeah, too many for my taste.

Sheik Amar:
Oh yeah, she'll make a very nice addition.

Dastan:
What you intend to do with her?

Tamina:
Yes, do tell him. Can't you see how concerned he is?

Dastan:
Give me a moment.

Sheik Amar:
Yeah.

Dastan:
It's hard for me to admit, but you were right.  I did see what I was looking for.

Tamina:
Dastan, listen to me.

Dastan:
When my uncle sees the power of this Dagger, he'll believe me.

Tamina:
Dastan, I know. I haven't been entirely honest with you.

Dastan:
But your lies are so clever.

Tamina:
I'm the guardian of a divine covenant.
That Dagger is sacred, it's been smuggled to a safety when you stole it. If the Dagger gets into the wrong hands....

Dastan:
I will take care of your knife.

Sheik Amar:
You won't want to miss this.

Tamina:
You don't understand what's at stake! This is the matter for the gods, not man!

Dastan:
Your gods, not mine.

Sheik Amar:
Come on!