Run!
Go, go!
What have we done?
Where'd they come from?
I ain't waiting around to find out.
My glasses. Where are my glasses?
Leave me! Leave me!
Could you help me find my...
Wait for me!
Who's there?
Daniels?
Scarabs!
Run, Evy! Go, go! Run!
Evelyn? Evy?
Mr. Burns. Thank goodness.
I was just starting to get scared.
I've lost everyone. I...
My eyes. My eyes.
Please help me.
He took my tongue.
Please don't leave me.
Anck-su-namun?
Damn it! It's a trapdoor.
There must be a switch around here someplace.
Run, you sons of bitches! Run!
Go.
Go! Go!
Come with me my Princess Anck-su-namun.
There you are! Stop playing hide-and-seek.
Let's get out of here.
Evy!
Move! Did you see that?
It was walking. It was walking!
I told you to leave or die. You refused.
Now you may have killed us all.
You have unleashed a creature we have feared for 3,000 years.
Relax. I got him.
No mortal weapon can kill this creature.
He's not of this world.
- You bastards. - What did you do to him?
We saved him before the creature could finish his work.
Leave, all of you, quickly, before he finishes you all.
We must now hunt him and find a way to kill him.
I already told you I got him.
Know this.
This creature is the bringer of death.
He will never eat, he will never sleep...
and he will never stop.
May the good Lord protect and watch over me...
as a shepherd watches over his flock.
No? Okay.
The language of the slaves...
I may have use for you.
And the rewards...
...will be great.
My prince.
Where are the other sacred jars?!
FORT BRYDON, CAIRO
I thought you said you didn't believe in fairy tales.
Encountering a 3,000-year-old walking, talking corpse...
tends to convert one.
Forget it. We're out the door, down the hall and we're gone.
- No, we are not. - Yes, we are.
No. We woke him up, and we are going to stop him.
What "we"? "We" didn't read that book.
I told you not to play around with that thing. Didn't I?
Yes, then me. I woke him up and I intend to stop him.
How? You heard the man. No mortal weapons can kill this guy.
Then we are just going to have to find some immortal ones.
- There goes that "we" again. - Will you listen to me? We have to do...
Once this creature is reborn his curse will spread till the earth is destroyed.
- Is that my problem? - It is everybody's problem.
I appreciate you saving my life but when I signed on...
I agreed to take you out there and to bring you back.
I've done that. End of job. End of story.
- Contract terminated. - That's all I mean to you?
You can either tag along with me...
or you can stay here and try and save the world!
- What's it gonna be? - I'm staying.
- Fine! - Fine.
- Fine.
Fine.
I'm the last of the Royal Air Force still stationed out here, you know.
Some bloody idiot spilled his drink.
All the other laddies died in the sky and were buried in the sand.
Good chaps, every one of them, too.
Hi, Winston.
You know, O'Connell...
ever since the end of the Great War, there hasn't been a single challenge...
worthy of a man like me.
Yeah? We all got our little problems today.
I just wish I could have chucked it in with the others...
and gone down in flame and glory...
instead of sitting around here rotting of boredom and booze.
Cheers.
Back to the airfield.
- Has your sister always been... - Yes, always.
We're all packed, but the boat doesn't leave till tomorrow.
Tail set firmly between your legs, I see.
You don't have a sacred walking corpse after you.
How's your friend?
He had his eyes and his tongue ripped out. How would you be?
I'm so pleased...
to meet you.
Prince Imhotep does not like to be touched.
A silly Eastern superstition, I'm afraid.
Please forgive me.
Mr. Burns...
Prince Imhotep thanks you for your hospitality.
And for your eyes.
And for your tongue.
But I am afraid more is needed.
The Prince must finish the job...
and consummate the curse which you and your friends...
- have brought down upon yourselves. - Wait! No!
Good luck, boys.
Sweet Jesus! Tasted just like...
Blood.
"And the rivers and waters of Egypt ran red...
"and were as blood."
He's here.
Evelyn!
So you're still here.
We've got problems.
Beni, you little stinkweed. Where you been?
We are in serious trouble.
You saved me from the undead.
I thank you.
We are in very serious trouble.
He seems to like Evy. What's that about?
What's this guy want?
Only one person can give us any answers.
You! Miss Carnahan.
- Gentlemen. - What is he doing here?
Do you really want to know, or would you prefer to just shoot us?
After what I just saw...
I'm willing to go on faith.
We are part of an ancient secret society.
For over 3,000 years we have guarded the City of the Dead.
We are sworn at manhood to do all to stop the High Priest Imhotep from being reborn.
Because of you, we have failed.
Does this justify killing innocent people?
To stop this creature? Let me think. Yes!
Question: Why doesn't he like cats?
They're guardians of the underworld. He'll fear them till he's fully regenerated.
- Then he will fear nothing. - You know how he regenerates?
- By killing everyone who opened the chest. - And sucking them dry!
Stop playing with that.
When I saw him alive at Hamunaptra, he called me Anck-su-namun.
And now, in Mr. Burns' quarters, he tried to kiss me.
Because of his love for Anck-su-namun, he was cursed.
- Even after 3,000 years... - He's still in love with her.
That's very romantic, but what's it got to do with me?
Perhaps he will once again try to raise her from the dead.
And it appears he has already chosen his human sacrifice.
Bad luck, old mum.
On the contrary, it may just give us the time we need to kill the creature.
We will need all the help we can get. His powers are growing.
"And he stretched forth his hand towards the heavens...
"and there was darkness throughout the land of Egypt."
We must stop him from regenerating. Who opened that chest?
Me and Daniels. And Burns.
And that Egyptologist.
- What about my buddy Beni? - He scrammed before we opened it.
Yeah, he was the smart one.
That sounds like Beni.
We must find the Egyptologist and return him to safety...
- before the creature can get to him. - Right.
She stays here. You three, come with me.
You can't leave me behind like some old carpetbag.
Who put you in charge? What do you think you are doing?
Jonathan! O'Connell!
Sorry, but he's a bit... tall.
You are not leaving me in here!
If you don't open this door in one minute flat...
This door doesn't open.
- She doesn't come out, and no one goes in. - Right.
- Right? - Right.
O'Connell! Jonathan!
Let's go.
I thought I could stay at the fort and reconnoiter.
Now!
We're just gonna rescue the Egyptologist.
Let me guess... spring cleaning?
Nice shot.
Beni, did you fall down? Let me help you up.
You came back from the desert with a new friend, didn't you, Beni?
What friend? You are my only friend.
What the hell are you doing with this creep? What's in it for you?
It is better to be the right hand of the devil than to be in his path.
As long as I serve him, I am immune.
Immune from what?
- What did you say? - I don't wanna tell you. You'll hurt me.
What are you looking for? And try not to lie to me.
The black book they found at Hamunaptra. He wants it back.
He said it would be worth its weight in gold.
- What does he want the book for? - I don't know.
Something about bringing his dead girlfriend back to life.
But that's all. He just wants the book, I swear.
Just the book, I swear. And your sister.
But other than that...
That's two down, two to go.
Then he'll be coming after Evy.
Guards in place! Reporting all clear, sir!
To hell with this.
I'm going downstairs to get a drink. You want something?
Get me a glass of bourbon. All right.
A shot of bourbon. Okay.
A bourbon chaser. I'll get the bourbon!
Don't worry about the door.
Anck-su-namun.
Get your ugly face off of her!
Look what I got.
You all right?
I'm not sure.
According to legend...
the black book found by the Americans at Hamunaptra...
can bring people back from the dead.
- Until now I did not believe it. - Believe it.
That's what brought our buddy back to life.
If the black book can bring dead people to life...
Then maybe the gold book can kill him.
That's the myth.
Now we just have to find out where the gold book is hidden.
Imhotep. Imhotep.
Last but not least, my favorite plague, boils and sores.
They have become his slaves.
So it has begun, the beginning of the end.
Not quite yet. Come on.
Bembridge scholars said the golden Book of Amun-Ra...
was inside the statue of Anubis.
- That's where we found the black book. - Exactly.
- The old boys at Bembridge were wrong. - They mixed the books up.
Mixed up where they were buried.
So if the black book is inside the statue of Anubis...
then the golden book must be inside...
- Come on, Evy. Faster. - Patience is a virtue.
Not right now it isn't.
I think I'll go and get the car started.
I've got it. The Book of Amun-Ra is at...
Hamunaptra inside the statue of Horus.
Take that, Bembridge scholars.
Imhotep.
Let's go, let's go!
Get it in gear. Let's get out of here.
Come on, Evy. Hurry up. Imhotep!
You're gonna get yours, Beni! You hear me?
You're gonna get yours!
Like I've never heard that before!
Hang on!
O'Connell!
Okay! Go, go!
Imhotep. Imhotep.
It's the creature.
He's fully regenerated.
"Come with me, my princess.
"It is time to make you mine forever."
"For all eternity," idiot.
"Take my hand...
"and I will spare your friends."
Oh, dear.
- Have you got any bright ideas? - I'm thinking.
You better think fast, because if he turns me into a mummy...
you're the first one I'm coming after.
- No. - Don't!
He must take me to Hamunaptra to perform the ritual.
She is right. Live today, fight tomorrow.
I'll be seeing you again.
Evelyn!
That's mine.
Thank you.
Kill them all!
No! Let go of me!
Let go of me!
Good-bye, my friend.
Come here, you little...
Come on!
- What about my sister? - We're gonna get her back! Go!
You're next!
Come on! Give me your hand!
'Morning, Winston. A word?
What's your little problem got to do with His Majesty's Royal Air Corps?
Not a damn thing.
- Is it dangerous? - You might not live through it.
By Jove, do you really think so?
Everybody else we've run into has died. Why not you?
What's the challenge then?
Rescue the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy and save the world.
Winston Havelock at your service, sir.
Are you all right?
Do I bloody look all right?
How you doing?
You see that? I've never seen one so big.
- Never? - No!
Get off of me! Get off!
I need a new job.
My God.
We're back.
O'Connell.
My God.
Winston!
Paddle faster.
Hang on, men!
Stop it! You'll kill them!
That's the idea.
Here I come, laddies!
I loved the whole sand-wall trick. It was beautiful.
Bastard.
Excuse me.
A little help would be useful, if it's not too much trouble!
Yeah. All right.
Winston!
Quicksand! Get back! It's quicksand.
Keep moving!
Nasty little fellows such as yourself always get their comeuppance.
They do? Yes.
Always.
Take those bigger stones first.
Take them from the top, or everything will cave in on us.
Come on. Put your backs into it.
You've got the idea. Chop-chop.
I say!
Gents, you should come and have a look at this.
What?
It's in my arm! My arm!
Hold him!
Do something! Do something! Not that! Not that!
O'Connell.
The Bembridge scholars never wrote about this.
Let go of me.
Kill them...
...and wake the others.
- Can you see... - Yeah.
- Can you believe... - Yeah.
- Can we just... - No.
- Who the hell are these guys? - Priests.
Imhotep's priests.
All right then.
There he is!
Hello, Horus, old boy.
Time to close the door.
Anck-su-namun.
O'Connell! Jonathan!
Damn, these guys just don't quit, do they?
Keep digging.
The Book of Amun-Ra.
Save the girl.
Kill the creature.
What are you waiting for? Get out! Get out!
You all right? Let's go.
With your death, Anck-su-namun shall live.
And I shall be invincible!
The Book of Amun-Ra! I found it, Evy!
The Book of Amun-Ra.
Shut up and get me off here, Jonathan!
Open the book. It's the only way to kill him.
You have to open the book and find the inscription.
I can't open it! It's locked.
- We need the key, Evy! - It's inside his robes.
Mummies.
Look out! There's one...
Here's an inscription.
This keeps getting better and better.
- Do something. - Me?
- You can command them. - You have got to be joking.
Finish the inscription on the cover, idiot, then you can control them.
Right.
Hurry up, Jonathan!
- I can't figure out this last symbol. - What does it look like?
It's a bird, a stork!
Ahmenophus!
Yes, I see.
Destroy him!!
I command you to destroy him!!
Anck-su-namun!
Give me that book!!
Now you die.
Evy! I've got it.
Keep him busy.
No problem.
Hurry, Evy!
- Hurry! - You're not helping.
Now it's your turn.
I've got it.
I thought you said it was gonna kill him!
He's mortal.
"Death...
"is only the beginning."
Time to go.
You've lost the book!
- I can't believe... - Come on!
Couldn't we just... No, Jonathan!
O'Connell!
Wait! Come on, give me your hand.
Good-bye, Beni.
Go away.
Thank you very much.
You've earned the respect and gratitude of me and my people.
It was nothing.
May Allah smile upon you always.
And... yourself.
Yes, anytime.
Stay out of trouble.
He's just leaving us here.
I guess we go home empty-handed again.
I wouldn't say that.
Please!
How about you, darling? Would you like a little kissy-wissy?
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