King Solomon's Mines

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well?

the symbols

are definitely canaanite.

And you can translate them?

Is it the map to...

at first glance, but i shall have to study it.

I shall need time.

That is impossible, professor huston.

- Who the hell is this?

- You will translate it now.

Like hell he will. Come on, professor.

Open this door!

When it is translated.

My door!

Now...

you will translate it,

professor.

- Where is this place, anyway?

- That way.

Then why are we going this way?

The shortest distance between

two points is a straight line.

Miss huston, trust me.

It's a jungle out there.

- We lost our shadow.

- What does he mean, "shadow"?

We've been followed

for the past few hours.

- What do you mean, "followed"?

- I mean that we go somewhere

and someone sneaking around

behind us tags right along.

- But why?

- You're more likely to know that than i.

You tell me.

There it is. Tongola.

Umbopo, make camp on that rise.

I come. It is safer

to enter tongola in numbers.

We won't be there long enough

to get in trouble.

- What did umbopo mean, "safer"?

- Tongola's not noted for its hospitality.

Well, then maybe we should

take him with us.

- Maybe they should all come with us.

- Uh-uh.

The trouble in tongola is dogati.

For heaven's sake, sergeant,

stop that dreadful music.

I cannot. Colonel bockner's orders.

Sergeant, if you wish to continue

swallowing, stop the music.

Colonel bockner? Your nauseating

breakfast is getting cold.

Get away. Get away. Go away!

What animals. What filth.

How can you stand this place?

These filthy animals

have been most profitable for me.

Ah, ja. Because you are turkish

and unprincipled. Primitive.

Like this godforsaken country.

You don't even appreciate good music.

This was wagner, you turkish imbecile.

You realise i'm getting impatient?

Very impatient.

So is the german reich and the army.

- The german occupation of africa...

- be silent! I too am growing impatient!

Of your pompous preening,

you knackwurst-eating hypocrite.

Imbecile.

Our welcoming committee.

- Mr stealth is still hot on our trail.

- What does he want?

Someone doesn't want you

to find your father.

There.

I have seen her. She has come

into the city. Quatermain is with her.

Quatermain.

Well, here we are in beautiful tongola,

so i think it's time you levelled with me.

Levelled with you? I don't understand.

You've been holding out on me

since the beginning.

We want the route to the mines, dogati.

The mines. Quatermain is no problem.

So stop quivering at the mention

of his name, you turkish coward.

I have a problem with quatermain.

He considers himself a man of principle.

And like you, he objects to my meagre

existence in this miserable town.

So what? He will be no problem

for germany. We will simply kill him.

- Prisoners?

- Slaves.

- Dogati's doing.

- Dogati?

For a hundred bucks

you can own one for life.

- A hundred bucks? That's terrible.

- You can always bargain.

Colonel, soon the girl will be ours. And

quatermain will be grovelling at my feet.

Miss huston, meet the mapaki.

(speaks mapaki language)

We'll talk about it later, boss. Excuse me.

Don't worry,

they were just grocery shopping.

Cannibals.

I hired you to take me to the house of isis,

not to take me on a tour.

- It's just in the next courtyard.

- Thank you.

You take, sir? Very very cheap.

Make good pet, sir.

(all shouting)

Miss huston?

Miss huston?

Jessie?

Have you seen a girl? An american girl?

- I have...

- i don't wanna buy...

- buy for the lady.

- Get out of my way.

I'll take that rug.

Sorry. Wrong colour.

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