When You Believe: Music from 'The Prince of Egypt' Page #2

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- The Midian girl.

- That's a good idea!

Go get her.

By the power of Ra,

we present for your

delectation and delight...

an exotic apparition

stolen from a faraway land.

- We offer you this

delicate desert flower.

Let us inspect

this... desert flower.

More like a desert cobra.

Not much of a snake

charmer, are you?

That's why I

give her to you.

- No, that's generous, but-

- I won't be given to anyone.

Especially an arrogant,

pampered palace brat!

Are you going to

let her talk to you like that?

You will show the proper respect

for a prince of Egypt.

But I am showing you

all the respect you deserve-

none!

No. Wait!

- Be still.

- Untie this rope!

- I demand you set me free!

- Be still.

- Let go!

- As you wish.

Aah! Ohh!

You there!

Have her dried off...

and sent to

Prince Moses' chambers.

If it pleases you,

Father, my first act as regent...

is to appoint Moses...

as royal chief...

architect.

Well-

Right.

Shh. Come on.

Guards.

Prince Moses.

Uh...

there's a-a man

tied up in my room.

- Well, look into it.

- Right away, sire.

Please, I need water.

- I have a long &ourney ahead of me.

- May God protect you.

Thank you.

Hut-hut.

- Oh. Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. I-

Oh, please forgive me. I-

I didn't expect

to see... you...

here, of all places,

at-at-at our door.

- Mmm, at last!

- At last?

Didn't I tell you, Aaron? I knew he

would return to us when he was ready.

Miriam, do you

want us flogged?

I knew you cared

about our freedom.

- Miriam!

- Freedom? Why would I care about that?

Because you're-

well, you're our brother.

- What?

- Be-

- They never told you?

- Who never told me what?

But you're here.

You must know.

- Be careful, slave!

- Oh, my good prince.

Um, she's-she's exhausted

from the day's work.

Uh, not that it

was too much.

We- We quite

enjoyed it.

But-But she's confused

and knows not to whom she speaks.

I know to whom I speak, Aaron.

I know who you are.

- You are not a prince of Egypt.

- Miriam.

- What did you say?

- Your Highness, pay her no heed.

C- Come, Miriam.

May I discuss something with you?

No, Aaron. No!

Please, Moses, you must believe!

- That's enough.

- You were born of my mother, Yocheved.

- Stop it.

- You are our brother!

Now you go too far.

You shall be punished.

No! Please, uh,

Your Highness.

She's ill. She's very ill.

We beg your forgiveness.

- Please, Miriam, let us go.

- No, Aaron.

Our mother set you adrift

in a basket to save your life!

Save my life?

From who?

Ask the man

that you call "Father. "

- How dare you?

- God saved you to be our deliverer.

- Enough of this.

- And you are, Moses. You are the deliverer.

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