The Curse of the Mummy's Tomb Page #2

I was standing right beside you.

I was as excited as a kid

with a double sarsaparilla.

You told me we'd made a great discovery.

For the good of all mankind.

Well, who's in a better position

to do that good, you or me?

You'll put it in some stuffy museum

in a one camel town

where nobody will see it except

a few tourists on a wet afternoon.

I can show it to the world.

If people want to be

educated, I'll educate them.

At ten cents a time.

Mr king, if you persist in this

childish exhibitionism,

I shall have no alternative

but to withdraw

from any further responsibility

in this matter!

Now then, who's being childish?

Well, hello there.

Still having fun, I see.

- Hello, mr king.

- Good to see you again.

Glad to hear you say that. We're going to

be seeing a lot of each other from now on.

What do you mean?

The job's nearly finished.

There's been a slight change in plan.

We're all going on to London.

- What?

- With you in charge.

Hey, wait a minute.

Sir giles is in charge.

He's leaving the buggy ride here.

- I don't follow.

-Lt's true, John. I've resigned.

And in the interests of the expedition,

i suggest you accept mr king's offer.

Yes, but what's happened?

I think it's better if mr king

explains it to you.

Okay. Have dinner with me tonight.

I'll fill you in.

I know a place where we can

sample all the local delicacies.

That's what I like to see:

People enjoying themselves.

Oh, we're going to get along fine.

You have made up your mind to

stick with me on this, haven't you?

Yes, I think so, mr king.

And I am very glad,

but it is a pity that sir giles

couldn't see your point of view.

He's living in the past. This is 1900.

You have to think modern.

What do you two kids

plan for the future?

Well, I hope a long life,

and a happy one. Together.

You're not worried about

the curse of the pharaohs, eh?

So, you know about that, do you?

Know about it?

I wish I'd invented it.

"Anybody that opens the pharaoh's

tomb is doomed to die horribly."

There's thousands of dollars'

worth of free publicity in that.

And don't think I'm not going

to ballyhoo it in my campaign.

Well, as my friend Phineas t. Barnum said:

"There's one born every minute."

And they'll love this. The public

love to live dangerously.

As long as there's no real danger in it.

Say, maybe ten cents isn't enough.

Effendi, I bring urgent message

from your master.

He says you must come quickly!

- You bring a message from whom?

- From sir gilly!

- Gilly!

- Oh, he means sir giles!

Then we must go.

It must be important.

Well now, wait a minute.

I'm going with you.

If you ever learn to do that to ragtime,

give me a call. We'll make a fortune.

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