Arabian Nights Page #3

- My name is Zumurrud.

I was the beautiful Nuredin's slave,

but I don't know where he is.

I'll help you. I've had bad luck,

but I'll keep your secret.

I might find him if we can get

many people to come here.

Pretend to be my wife

and keep our secret.

I promise.

We'll get many people to come here.

Stranger, eat from your own plate!

The King said to eat our fill.

But not from other people's plates!

I'll eat what I like.

Eat what you like, then,

and may it choke you!

I told him not to eat

from other people's plates.

If the King has him whipped,

he deserves it.

What is your name

and why have you come here?

I am Ali. I'm a weaver, come to trade.

Look me straight in the eyes!

You'd lie to a king, you dog?

You're Barsum, who kidnapped

a slave girl, aren't you?

Yes, King, I am Barsum.

Take this blue-eyed man out of the city

and put him to death.

Excuse me,

do you know where I might

find my slave, Zumurrud?

Children, have you seen Zumurrud

pass this way?

Who is this Zumurrud?

Come with us!

Don't be afraid.

We'll just give you a nice massage!

Lie down here.

- Stop, you're making him rise!

- Of course, handsome!

You're trying to take

all his goodness!

Part of it is mine, isn't it?

No, I made it stand,

and as my mother used to say:

"Whoever brings barren earth to life,

owns it and enjoys it."

Perhaps, but my mother used to say:

"The game belongs

to whoever takes it."

You found it, but I'm taking it!

Since you two can't come

to an agreement,

I'll enjoy all of it!

Don't eat that!

- I'll eat what I like.

- Beware, it's cursed.

You'll be crucified if you eat it.

It happened to someone else.

I don't care, you bastards,

I'll eat what I like.

He'll even eat the plate!

Let him be. He's got the face

of a dead man already.

Anyway, what can you do

against God's Will?

Beggar, are you strong enough

to be my porter?

You will be well paid.

Give me apples from Syria,

peaches from Amman,

jasmine from Aleppo,

lemons from Egypt,

sultanas, myrtle, camomile,

pomegranates, white roses,

little pastries,

nutmeg ring cakes, sweets,

short pastry, puff pastry,

sugar and incense,

amber, musk and candle wax.

Nabur! Budur!

Come down sisters,

I've got everything!

"Tagi Almolup, son of King Suleiman,

"grew into such a handsome young man

"that everyone who saw him

was enchanted.

"He inspired poems,

"even the purest became

shameless for his love,

"AS the poet said:

"I embraced him and became drunk

with his perfume.

"Like a windswept branch,

I became drunk without drinking,

"intoxicated by the liquor of his saliva."

"Getting off his horse,

"Tagi saw a handsome young man

dressed in black.

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