Lost in a Harem Page #5

- It's in the bread.

You know, you saw the bars.

I'm on top of them.

I gotta see them. I'm not blind.

I can't remain any longer.

Use the saw to escape.

I'll wait

to take you away.

Before the sun rises,

we'll be safe in my desert camp.

- Where's that?

- On the banks of the Pokomoko.

Pokomoko!

Everybody, run to the hills!

- Slowly I turn...

- Derelict, look. Look, look.

- Bread.

- Bread.

- Bread. Bread.

- Bread. Bread!

- Easy, buddy.

- What's this?

Look at what's there.

A saw. Oh, I never...

There's gonna be a jailbreak.

There's gonna be a jailbreak.

- Jailbreak.

- We're gonna escape from jail!

- Hey, jailer. Look here.

- Look.

- Look.

- Where'd those tools come from?

- Pokomoko.

- Pokomoko.

Slowly I turned...

Come on here.

Follow me. Follow me.

Come on. Stay behind me.

I've got you covered.

Come on, Pete.

- Get them over there.

- In the corner.

Quick. Against the wall.

Against the wall. Come on.

Reach for the sky.

- Come on, Harvey.

- Step back against that wall.

I'll fill you so full of lead,

when you sit, you'll make pencil marks.

No, you don't.

Sit down.

Look out. Pete.

Pete. No, no. Don't...

- Pokomoko.

- Pokomoko.

- No, no.

- Pokomoko.

Come on, we've got...

We're the hard-riding, tough-fighting

Straight-shooting

Bow-loving sons of the desert

Oh, we seek the lowly meek

And befriend them

We don't break the laws

We slightly bend them

We're the hard-headed, soft-hearted

Quick-witted

Sure-footed sons of the desert

Tyrants' yokes we will sever

Bonds of friendship never

And come the day

We swear

If there's need of a gun

You can count upon

The sons of the desert

To be there

Ghamu, they come.

Our beloved leader returns.

Rise, my loyal followers.

For weeks, we have awaited your return,

beloved prince.

- Prince?

- Prince?

Forgive me, O prince. But the sands

in the hourglass have shifted many times...

...since your traitorous uncle usurped

your throne, and yet we do nothing.

Have patience, Ghamu.

Tomorrow, the fair one

will enter Barabeeha...

...seeking an audience

with my wicked uncle, Nimativ.

She will be accompanied

by those two brave men.

Tonight you will please accept

the hospitality of my humble camp.

On our arrival,

I will explain how you can assist me...

...in dethroning my vicious uncle

and regaining my kingdom.

Don't you think you're asking an awful lot

in payment for getting us out of jail?

I, the prince, will amply reward you.

I will give you safe journey

to your homeland.

I give my promise. I give my word.

I give my oath.

- What is this, "I, the people"?

- Shut up.

Show my guests

to their sleeping quarters.

What's the matter?

You've kept us awake all night.

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