The Ten Commandments Page #3

how I share her joy at your return-

No need, my brother.

Great one, I bring you Ethiopia!

Command them to kneel before Pharaoh.

Command what you have conquered,

my brother.

I bring the Ethiopian king

and his sister in friendship,

as an ally to guard our southern gates.

My son has dealt wisely with you,

Ethiopia. Welcome as a friend.

Great king, I will ask

but one favor of your friendship.

This green stone from our mountains,

that I may give it to your

Prince of Egypt,

for he is kind, as well as wise.

It is pleasing to the gods to see

a man honored by his enemies.

And such a beautiful enemy!

See to their comfort.

Divine One, here is the full count

of Ethiopia's tribute.

Bearers!

I am sending down the Nile 20 full

barges of such wealth as you see here.

Logs of ebony and trees of myrrh,

all for your new treasure city.

A handsome tribute indeed, Moses.

Unfortunately,

I have no new treasure city.

And you will have none.

The stiff-necked slaves

die more willingly

-than bend their backs in your service.

- Why?

They believe a deliverer has come

to lead them from their bondage.

Deliverer? Deliverer?!

He has been foretold by every falling

star since my father's time.

Now, you make him an excuse

for your failure to build my city.

I am not one to make excuses-

If you doubt me,

let Moses build a city.

No! No.

He's just trying

to keep Moses away from you, Sethi.

Or you, perhaps.

I think our roosters would crow

more softly on another roof.

Stand before me, both of you.

Would you please your Pharaoh, Moses?

- Your wish is my will.

- Then you build my city.

A wise decision.

A noble task.

Rameses, do you believe

this slave deliverer is a myth?

What I believe is of no account.

What matters is

the slaves believe in him.

Of course, of course.

Then you, too, shall go to Goshen-

Learn if this deliverer

be a myth or a man.

If a myth, bring him to me in a bottle.

If a man,

bring him to me in chains.

So let it be written,

so let it be done.

Your fragrance

is like the wine of Babylon.

I could...

But you are the throne princess,

and by the Pharaoh's law,

you can marry only a Pharaoh.

I shall marry a Pharaoh...

...you.

Rameses might not agree

with that idea.

But Sethi might.

While you were gone,

I kept your name on his lips,

your praises in his ears.

But now, unless you can succeed,

you'll be the prince

of some desert province

and I'll be Rameses' wife. Oh, Moses!

Build a city for him,

and Sethi will deny you nothing.

I will build the city for love of Sethi,

not for the throne of Egypt.

But I am Egypt.

Now, the flame you lighted

burns close to the throne.

Your tongue would dig

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