What you're going to do now?!
Where is he?!
Hey!
Garsiv...
- I didn't kill father. - Then God will pardon you.
After your head rolls.
We don't fight with the sticks anymore, little brother.
That's all you got?
Your Majesty, I thought you were staying in Alamut.
Tell me about Dastan, uncle.
Dastan came to Avrat to kill me, in the market place.
I just got away.
Tus, my death would weaken your young reign.
- Dastan hopes to start rebellion. - He wants the throne?
I fear so, my Lord.
Putting Dastan on trial would give him a stage for his sedition.
My advice would be to avoid a trial.
Don't bring him back to Nasaf alive.
Whatever Dastan's crimes,
a public trial will best communicate the king I hope to be.
Strong, honoring the rule of law.
- We are not savages. - You grow more a king every day.
Dastan must be found. He must be brought to justice.
HASSASINS LAIR
- I need to speak with our guests. - About them, my Lord,
their practices are unusual, the servants have seen things.
Heard strange sounds, last week one of the horses vanished.
Just make sure that the servants keep their mouths shut, or I promise you,
they will vanish as well.
I have another task for you Hassansin,
but you'll have to be quick, your prey has a head start.
You brought what I requested?
These practices, they don't interfere with your skills?
In trance we can see visions of far future.
Visions of death.
Destiny and the curse.
In the trance we can find anything, including your nephew, prince Dastan.
Then I hope you shall see more deaths.
Soon.
Get down, it's a Persian patrol.
What aren't you telling me?
The trail's been left, maybe they are tired of your pawn shop for lies and backstabbing.
I had no choice but to leave you.
I take it your uncle didn't listen.
It wasn't Tus that killed my father, it was Nizam.
- Your uncle? - His hands were burned.
He said it happened trying to pull off the cloak that killed my father,
I've gone over and over at my mind, he never touched the cloak, he must've handled it before.
It was Nizam who poisoned it.
What could this turning back a few moments of time give my uncle? None.
He murdered my father for more than just a dagger.
What aren't you telling me? You know, you've got quick hands, so do I.
If you want it back, you tell me everything.
No more games, no more lies.
Can we get out of here?
Oh...only a princess thinks she can outrun a sandstorm.
Nizam is coming to kill us, he needs me dead.
I need to know why.
In Alamut rests the beating heart of all life on earth.
The Sand Glass of the gods.
Long ago, the gods slipped down on man and saw nothing but greed and treachery.
So they sent a great sandstorm, to destroy all, wipe clean the face of the earth.
But one young girl begged the gods to give mankind another chance.
Offering her life in exchange.
Seeing the purity within, the gods were reminded of men's potentials for good.
So they swept the sand into the Sand Glass.
The Dagger was given to the girl who saved Man.
Making her the first guardian.
The Dagger blade is the only thing that can pierce the Sand Glass
and remove the Sands of Time, but the handle only holds one minute.
But if one were to place a Dagger in the Sand Glass, and pressed the
jewel button at the same time?
- Sand would flow through endlessly. - You could turn back time as far as you like.
Yes, but it is forbidden.
When my father was a boy, Nizam saved his life hunting.
One day the two princes were stalking a beautiful buck,
but they weren't aware of a lion stalking them.
Nizam saved Sharaman. My father told us the story over and over again.
I don't understand.
Nizam wishes to go back in time and undo what he did.
Not save my father, let him die.
Then he will be king for a lifetime.
And my brothers would never be born.
The storm's passed.
Dastan, the Sands contained within the Sand Glass are incredibly powerful.
Opening the Dagger while it's inside the glass breaks the seal
and destroys the Sand Glass, causing it to crack and shatter.
The Sands of Time would no longer be contained,
and they would carry the gods' wrath with them once more,
destroying everything in their path.
And all of mankind would pay for Nizam's treachery.
This is all that would be left of us.
The secret guardian temple outside Alamut is the sanctuary.
The one place where the Dagger can be hidden safely,
the only way to stop this Armageddon.
That's the truth, Dastan.
Give me back the Dagger, so that I can take it there.
I can't do that.
- I'm coming with you. - You're going to help me!
We can sit here and chat, or you can get on the horse.
Our journey is blessed.
We'll stop for the water and push for the mountain's pass by the nightfall.
- You enjoy telling me what to do. - Only because you are so good at following orders.
Don't press your luck.
Persian!
We parted under certain rush circumstances, I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.
We've been tracking you for a week.
That little riot you started, it went on for two days!
My beloved racetrack, all washed away like the footprints in sand.
See Lita there... Look at her?
She's all that's left of my gaming empire.
And no matter your skills as a promoter,
you can't organize an ostrich race with just one ostrich!
Am I right?!
Yes sir, come with me.
Did you know that the ostriches have suicidal tendencies?
Look at this poor thing.
She used to be a grand champion, and now I have to watch her
night and day to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid.
Suddenly occurred to me, that the only way to recoup my tragic losses,
was to track down the two young lovers who cast this dark cloud upon me.
Oh yes, I'm gonna need the prize on your head, your brother will be very pleased to see...
The sand dervishes Persian, they are common as camel dirt...
Sheik Amar, listen to me...!
- I'd rather not. - Nice knife.
Noble Sheik, we are on the sacred journey to the temple...
Temple, the temple, there is nothing more sacred than Persian's gold.
Give me the Dagger, there are too many of them.
You can't kill them all, you wanna live, give me the Dagger!!
Give me the Dagger!
Persian, how did you do that?
Instinct.
What?
We have to get out of here.
- What happened last night? - Those vipers were controlled by Hassansins.
- Hassansins? - For years they were the covert
killing force for the Persian kings, for my father ordered them disbanded.
Nizam must've disobeyed my father's orders and kept them intact.
This is a secret government killing society. That's why I don't pay taxes!
- We can't stop. - Oh perhaps you can't, but we can.
We could use your help getting to the temple.
Hah, by crossing the Hindu Kush with the storm blowing?
You attract troubles like flies around rotting mango and your insane...
There's gold at the temple.
More than ten horses can carry.
- Tax-free. - Sir!
- Do you have any idea where you're going? - I memorized this path as a child.
Every princess must, it's sacred.
It's here.
The sanctuary, the one place the Dagger can be hidden safely.
I was expecting golden statues, waterfalls.
Give me back the Dagger, so that I can take it there.
Don't cut yourself, princess.
Hey, here!
Not long dead, last night maybe. Tortured first.
- Hassansin. - Nizam knows this place.
All dead.
- The entire village, about my gold... - Where are you going?!
- There is only one way to stop all of this. - What?!
To make sure the Dagger is safe, the temple holds the stone the Dagger came from.
What temple? This is a pile of stones and rocks!
The first thing we learned, if all else fails, put the Dagger back into the stone,
the stone will envelop it, pulling it into the mountain, returning to the gods.
- The original promise, must be paid. - What promise?
The gods must take back the life they spared.
You'll die.
- Stay there! Stay there! - Listen to me! Listen to me!
Give me your sword, give me your sword or do you fortake given that honor.
There are bodies down there, murdered by Hassansins, on Nizam's order!
- He's the traitor! - Hassansins no longer exist!
- You always thought you are so clever. - This is no trick, Garsiv.
Sir, all dead inside Sir, more in the village.
- There is only one way... - Stay there!
Nizam wants me dead, wants me silenced.
A trial will be too public.
Do you know this? He said this much, didn't he?
I know it hasn't been easy between us Garsiv, but still...
we are brothers.
Touching words with my sword at your throat.
You've often questioned why father has been so much time in prayer.
Before he died, he told me that the bond
between brothers is the sword that defends our empire.
He was praying that that sword remains strong.
Why would I go into Avrat for father's funeral, when I knew it was so dangerous?
Nizam recommended your death,
Tus disagreed, ordered you brought back alive.
Nizam wants me dead, and he's hired Hassansins to make sure that does happen.
He's afraid of what I might say,
and who I might tell.
Tell me, brother.
Garsiv?
My Garsiv?
Hassansins!
Shut up!
Protect the Dagger!
Persian, behind you!
Tamina!
Forget them, throw these!
Find her!
Hey! Over here!
You know what they say about men with big swords!
Tamina, let me do it.
Only a guardian can return the Dagger.
This isn't something you can do, Dastan.
I'm ready for this.
I'm not.
Tamina!
Out, enough, out!
Garsiv!
Dastan, I'm sorry.
Save the empire.
Brother... Brother.
- Where is the Dagger? - It's gone.
Protect the Dagger, no matter the consequences, that was my sacred calling.
That was my destiny.
We make our own destiny, princess.
We'll get it back.
We're going to need another horse!
- Where will you go? - To Alamut.
Nizam will use that Dagger to pierce the Sand Glass, and he has to be stopped.
He has to be stopped. He has to be stopped.
What?
Oh, a knife thrower with a conscience.
Our friends in the palace said that the Persians have broken through
to the first level of the tunnels.
They will reach the Sand Glass within hours.
Nizam's keeping the Dagger in the high temple, guarded by some sort of demon,
- covered in spikes. - The Hassansin that killed my brother.
It's the only thing that stands between us and the Dagger.
No man can stand within twenty yards of him and live.
Some don't need to get that close.
Spare some water, sire.
You sure about this?
I owed the boy.
But, you are a M'Baka, scourge of the Namibian plain.
Me, I'm a slightly dishonorable entrepreneur, this...
nobility business is not the cloth we're cut from.
Hurry.
My friend, has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?
Come on.
Have I told you about the M'Baka?
- Yes, you have. - I hope your brother listens to you, Persian.
He's here.
Seal every gate! Find him!
- It's clear. - Dastan, I don't...
I don't think you should do this.
Is that concern I hear?
- Caution. - Sprinkled with concern.
- You flatter yourself, prince. - And you used to be a better liar, princess.
Perhaps I'm out of practice.
This won't be the last time we'll be together.
- Where is the Dagger? - You Persian bureaucrats, such soft hands.
- It's been found, my Lord. - The Sand Glass?
I don't have the Dagger.
Leave me.
Hello, Tus.
Dastan!
- We need to talk. - Then talk!
- Alone. - Wait outside the chamber, now!
We are brothers, did you know?
The robe that killed father was poisoned by Nizam.
- Nizam? You are mad. - Who gave you the robe, Tus?
Who gave you the robe?!
You trust him, as did I, but Alamut wasn't supplying our enemies with weapons.
- Nizam lied to us. - Why he would do such a thing,
- what could he gain? - Listen to me carefully.
Beneath the streets of this city lies an ancient force,
a container, holding the fabled Sands of Time.
Nizam wishes to use it to corrupt history,
he wants to turn back time and make himself king.
Sands of Time?
Heresies Dastan, pagan madness.
I've seen its power with my own eyes, Tus.
Nizam discovered its resting place, and if we don't stop him our world could end.
If you're gonna kill me, the best you do it now.
This is no ordinary dagger.
You press the jewel on its hilt, and you'll see.
I should have the strength to do this before we invaded the city.
- What are you talking about? - To act of what I know is right.
No matter the consequences.
- The soldiers remain out... - Stay where you are!
He took his own life.
Then, God have mercy on the traitor, for he chose the path of the coward.
We both know Dastan was many things,
but not... a coward.
This is no ordinary dagger. Press the jewel on its hilt, and you'll see.
No matter the consequences.
Stop!
A moment ago you died before my eyes.
- Oh, you pressed it. - How did you know I would?
Cause we are brothers.
The day we left for war,
our father told me a true king considers the advice of the counsel.
But always listens to his heart.
You shouldn't defy to go so far for me to believe you.
Your Majesty, the soldiers tell me that...
I see that Dastan has indeed return.
Tus, remember what I told you!
No, a moment.
Poor Tus, so eager for the crown.
And you, Dastan, always charging in,
so desperate to prove you are more than
something that king scraped of the street.
What a glorious mess we are.
It seems that bond between brothers,
is no longer the sword that defends our empire.
Yes!
He was one of us.
He was the priest of the temple.
That's how Nizam discovered the existence of the Sand Glass.
He corrupted the guardians, infected us.
We are no longer pure.
We must hurry.
Pulley.
Get pulley, now!
The guardians built passageways underneath the city, a secret access to the Sand Glass.
If we move fast enough, we can get there before Nizam.
That would be the stand to the Sand Glass chamber.
There is only one safe path.
Faster!
Follow in my footsteps.
Nothing can touch the surface, other than where I step.
Run, Dastan! Run!
Dastan!
Nizam!
You murdered your own family. Sharaman was your brother!
And my curse.
I looked up to you.
Dastan!
I never understood, why my brother brought trash into the palace.
Enjoy the gutter, Dastan.
It's where you stay under my reign.
Tamina!
Nizam, don't use the Dagger to undo your past!
- It will unleash... - Unleash, what?!
Gods' wrath?! Hell itself?!
Don't do this!
Stop him! If the glass shatters, the world dies with it.
It's not my destiny, it's yours. It always has been.
- Let me go. - I won't.
- Let me go. - I'm not letting you go!
I wish we could have been together.
- Dastan! - No! Tamina!
- Dastan! - Tamina!
Prince, Dastan!
- Bis, you're here? - Of course I'm here.
Our men surrounded Alamut's palace, battle is over.
Not yet.
Wait!
Brave soldiers of Persia, we have been deceived into attacking this holy city!
- Alamut, has no weapon forges! - Dastan!
- Have you gone mad? - I cannot stand silent in the face of treachery.
This war was set up by one trusted above all us.
- Our uncle Nizam. - Dastan has fought hard today,
perhaps too hard. What he needs now is to get out from under this
burning sun, to rest. Gather his wits.
The weapons we've found are forgeries!
There are no weapons here uncle, and you know it!
And the spy, who supposedly intercepted them, was hired by you,
to persuade all of us, to invade Alamut!
What is this, Dastan? Victor's remorse?
You yourself led the attack, brought us this great triumph.
I should never have let the attack happen.
I knew in my heart that it was wrong.
It will never be you.
You'll never been king, you don't have the heart.
You will die in a shadow of a great man.
Get him down from there, before he makes even bigger fool of himself!
Tus, before we left Nasaf, father told you this:
"That the true king, considers the advice of the counsel,
but he always listens to his own heart."
Father and I were alone. How could you know that?
He's right, he knows us and he knows we are capable of.
- Just listen to your heart. - He defies your order,
leads attack and now wants to turn back, Tus...
Take action here.
The spy knows the truth, find the spy!
Bring him to me, we'll wring it from him.
You had what every man could ever dream,
love, respect and family.
But that wasn't enough for you, was it?
Princess of Alamut.
I was misled to attack your city.
Forgive me, Your Highness.
Let me try to make amends?
It would be to our mutual advantage,
that our nations be united by a bond stronger than friendship.
Marriage.
Your marriage to one who is both conqueror and savior of your city.
Dastan.
Royal blood or not, he's every bit a son to our father.
Every bit a brother to Garsiv and me.
The true prince of Persia.
Get up there, before I take your place.
Hello, princess.
It's a customary to accompany a proposal with gifts but, uh...
I was surprised and unless I'm unprepared.
I've nothing for you, save...
that which is already yours.
Walk with me, prince Dastan.
How can I trust the man who breached the walls of my city?
But I'm starting to think that I'm no longer the same man who breached those walls.
That's a short time for the man to change so much.
Perhaps.
It sounds as if you've discovered something here.
- What might that be? - The new spiritual awareness.
- A destiny. - Yes, exactly.
I believe we make our own destiny, princess.
You have an unfortunate lack of curiosity.
- With no doubt, one of my many flaws. - Please don't mock me, prince.
I hardly think we know each other well enough for that, princess.
But I look forward, to the day that we do.
Transcript by: Don4EveR & radojka Synced By: Abu Essa