"Go slowly." "The great ones always set traps for grave robbers." "The most innocent stone can trigger the catastrophe." "I can't take all night, Ahmed." "I don't want the Egyptian army dropping in for a piece of this pie." "I assure you, Dr. Gromley..." "Gormley." "I have told no one of my discovery, except you, and the lady, of course." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Chop, chop." "Come on." "The minute I discovered these passages, I could hear the song of gold and jewels." "Spare us the poetry, Ahmed." "I could have gone to the authorities, of course." "But why keep such wonderments locked in a museum when they can be converted into cash?" "You're a real philosopher." "And you, Dr. Gromley..." "Gormley." "...are a practical archaeologist." "Are you sure you can get the treasures out of the country?" "Don't worry about Harold." "He has his ways." "Damn right." "How much further?" "I'm not exactly certain what lies beyond this door." "Look at that!" "This is as far as I've explored." "These stones presented an insurmountable obstacle." "Incredible." "What does it say?" "Well, basically, what it comes down to is," ""No admittance." "No one is allowed beyond this point."" "I'll get the plastic explosives." "This shouldn't take much." "Be careful." "Yes." "Proceed with the utmost extreme caution." "It would not take much to bring a ton of rocks down on our heads." "The risk is worth the reward, wouldn't you say?" "Shouldn't we take cover?" "I'm gonna do this with a series of small explosions; use just as much power as we need." "We'll wear the thing down." "Yes." "No need to destroy any valuable artifacts." "Don't worry." "If this really is the tomb of Amenhotep, you'll be able to buy yourself a pyramid." "Ready?" "Stand back." "Here, honey." "Hold this." "Utterly amazing." "How did you do that?" "I don't know." "Maybe I touched a release mechanism." "Oh, I'm not gonna stand here second-guessing a door." "Let's go." "Ahmed, you first." "Thank you, but I would gladly surrender that honor." "Oh, wow." "Harold?" "Nothing shines." "No gold?" "Well, this isn't the pharaoh's tomb." "It's just an outer chamber." "Well, who's that, the receptionist?" ""Here lies" ""Tapok, Lord Chamberlain to the Most High and Mighty, Son of the Sun, Ahknaton."" "We found it!" "Told ya!" "Okay, the pharaoh's tomb must be somewhere beyond that point." "All right, first things first." "Ahmed?" "Huh?" "Help me lift this lid." "Oh, why disturb an employee?" "Come on!" "Ready?" "Yes." "Look at that necklace." "Riches to rags." "Pardon the pun." "If this is the servant, can you imagine what's waiting for us, huh?" "That bauble alone is worth a king's ransom." "I would take it and gladly leave well enough alone." "Chicken feed, Ahmed." "We're going for the whole bonanza." "The pharaoh's chamber must be somewhere beyond this point." "A bird in the hand." "Leave it!" "We'll pick it up on the way back." "This has got to be an illusion." "Oh, yeah?" "Tell Ahmed." "The plastique." "Hell, no." "You can't set that off in here." "Press it." "Please, dear God!" "No!" "I will strip the flesh from your bones!" "Aileen, save me!" "He spoke English." "I speak the language of any intruder in this sacred burial place, so they can hear my curse over their bloody coffins." "Humor him!" "Um, hi." "Uh, you say others have come here?" "Many others!" "And it has amused me to watch their bones disintegrate." "We're not grave robbers." "We're..." "We're scientists." "Like your astrologers." "We..." "We only want to study your culture." "No matter!" "You're ghosts now!" "I will play with you as if you were my toys." "I will amuse myself, and then, oblivion!" "He means it." "I know he means it!" "I will think... of a slow death." "A special one, something memorable for me to recall into the next millennium." "As you wish, Lord Chamberlain to the Most High and Mighty, Son of the Sun." "What are you saying?" "Shut up." "You know my title?" "!" "What-What, are you kidding me?" "You're a very important man." "Uh, well, yes, but I thought that, after all these year" "Wait a minute!" "You read it on my sarcophagus!" "Oh..." "We're dead!" "I will make marbles of your eyeballs!" "All right." "Do it." "Fine." "Do it." "Get it over with." "Aileen!" "Shut up!" "Yes." "Right now." "No!" "No!" "No!" "No, not right now!" "She was just trying to incite you." "You're not gonna let yourself get talked into anything, are you?" "I wonder how long your heart will keep beating outside of your chest." "Not long, Your High and Mightiness." "He's not gonna kill you... yet." "You want to bet on it?" "!" "l-l know it." "Do you dare to doubt Tapok's declaration?" "Oh, no, I'm-l'm..." "I'm not doubting anything," "Your Mumminess." "I'm-l'm just saying that you have had many chances to kill us, and you actually have-have not done that." "That'd come as a surprise to Ahmed." "Uh, no, he's too bored to kill us." "That's it, isn't it?" "Come on." "3,000 years of loneliness?" "You want to keep us around to amuse you for a little while." "The only thing that would amuse me would be to watch you die, inch by inch." "I think I'll use my Golden Chain of Office to choke the air out of you, wench." "A golden death for a golden life." "Um, well, okay, kill me." "See if I care." "Fine." "Fine." "But you'll be snuffing out your last chance of grabbing a few laughs for a century, at least." "Watching you squirm, I'll be laughing for centuries." "Well, sure." "I mean, who wouldn't?" "But, you know, you got to think the long-term." "After 500 years or so, those laughs are gonna be wearing a little bit thin." "I mean, sitting around, back to the old boredom, day in and day out." "Sitting around in that old sarcophagus." "You know what you need?" "You need something that's gonna really keep you laughing." "Something really fun." "Like-Like games, sports." "What sports?" "What sports?" "Uh... arm wrestling." "Harold, there, is a terrific arm wrestler." "l-l bet he could beat you." "No, no, no, no, I've got weak arms, weak." "What do you bet?" "Well, what do I bet?" "Um... my Walkman." "Your-Your-Your what?" "Okay, boys... let's see you do it." "Give me the toy!" "No!" "Congratulations." "You win the Walkman, fair and square." "You-You..." "You are in terrific shape." "But I bet you couldn't take Harold in a fight." "T-T-Take?" "What?" "!" "Anybody can beat Harold in an arm wrestle." "Are you kidding me?" "Look at the guy." "But no one can beat Harold in a fight." "Fights like a demon." "I thought we were supposed to be on the same side." "Look, Raggedy Andy, I'm an intellectual." "Oh!" "Next!" "Uh..." "Uh..." "How about riddles?" "Uh, what has the face of a woman, the body of a lion, and even when it's working, it always takes pause?" "Easy." "The sphinx." "Oh, even I knew that one." "That's older than I am." "Okay, okay." "I've got an idea." "What do you say we play some cards?" "Um, uh, the tarot?" "Uh, not exactly." "I was thinking of something a little more on the lines of poker." ""Pawkuh"?" "Show me how." "Okay." "You sit here." "Harold, sit over there." "Uh, wh-what about you?" "I'll just be your good luck charm." "Wait." "Uh, what now, woman?" "We've got to play for something." "Oh, yes, the stakes." "You win, we die with plenty of screaming." "He wins, you let us go." "As keeper of the tomb, I must destroy all intruders." "Hey, lighten up." "It's just a game." "Aren't there any exceptions?" "What should we play for?" "Wait!" "I have it!" "As a youth, we frequently played with face cards, and we had nothing to wager but our garments." "Garments?" "Oh, it was most diverting." "Every hand... a garment was won or lost." "This is starting to sound an awful lot like strip poker." "Uh-huh." "And why not, you spawn of a jackal?" "I'm not gonna play strip poker with a mummy." "If he loses, he'll turn..." "Shut up!" "But if he loses, he'll turn to dust!" "Exactly, Harold." "Well, who deals?" "!" "Deuces wild?" "How many cards?" "TAPOK:" "Eh, uh, what would you suggest?" "AlLEEN:" "Get rid of those three kings." "But I thought kings are most powerful." "Could three kings ever rule a country?" "Would they ever agree on anything?" "Ah..." "I see what you mean." "I'll take... three." "Coming up." "I better win this game, or I risk being in violation of Amenhotep's decency code." "I'm in for a shirt." "Raise him a bandage." "Are you certain?" "Play or pay." "I raise you a bandage!" "I'll see you." "Show him your cards." "Oh, well, yes, I remember. I remember." "Uh, I have a three, a four, a five, a nine, and a jack deprived of an eye." "Pair of tens." "You lose." "What?" "Again?" "!" "Unravel." "Oh, this is most involving." "I haven't had so much fun since Amenhotep changed his name to Ahknaton, and made everybody pray to the sunrise." "Sounds like a real kick." "Uh, I bet a bandage." "Mm... pair of pants." "Uh, why don't you get four more cards?" "Oh, but-but I thought a-a-a series in the same design is conducive to good fortune." "Uh, yeah, ordinarily it is, but not in spades." "Oh." "Four." "Your bet." "Oh, I feel most fortunate." "I bet two bandages!" "I'll see you, and I'll raise you a jacket." "Agreed!" "Show your cards!" "Four queens." "Four ones." "Harold wins." "But-But-But-But I thought ones are powerful." "Uh, yeah, that's true, they are, but-but only on the Sabbath." "Tough break." "Your hand reminds me four times over of a certain young lady of my acquaintance." "A girl from Dashur who took quite a fancy to me." "Unfortunately, she was committed to my master Ahknaton." "Nevertheless, we managed a moment or two together, when I held her in my ar..." "Less talk and more action, pal?" "You dare to interrupt my only pleasant memory?" "!" "Oh, no... I should pluck out your arms like flower petals!" "Tell us about that girl." "Uh, the one from Dashur." "l-l-l'd really like to hear about her." "Oh, it was most romantic." "We met secretly, in a small boat, set among the papyrus reeds." "I knew you were a romantic." "What now?" "I think he's in a trance." "Well, I thought you said once the bandages were off, he'd be vaporized." "Yeah, I did." "He's looking better than ever, isn't he?" "We should, uh, make our move now, huh?" "How?" "The door's solid." "Well, doors have locks, locks have keys." "Aha!" "I've got it!" "You've got what?" "Well, I just took a little trip." "An out-of-body voyage to a place-- a most unusual and interesting place-- known, I believe, as Las Vegas." "I saw a thousand games there played by a man named, uh, uh, Lowball Jones." "Oh, he..." "I... lt was very educational in poker." "I saw it all" " Stud, Draw," "Cincinnati, Pass the Trash, and my own personal favorite," "Spit in the Ocean." "I think that he's ready to play." "Deal." "And don't think I didn't hear you two plotting against me." "You want the door open?" "Here is the power." "This will serve as your final prize, provided you can win another hand." "Sounds good to me." "Let's play." "How many?" "I'll stick." "What do you got?" "Pair of treys, ace high." "You won." "He won!" "Oh, about time, too." "Well, I'll, uh..." "All right, I'll give you back, uh, three feet of bandages." "No. I want your helmet." "Whatever you say." "Pretty good fit, too." "Deal!" "I'm freezing." "Look, I'll swap you 50 feet of rags for my jacket." "Use the bandages." "They're not so bad, once you get used to them." "Uh, help me." "Aha!" "I got you dead to rights this time." "I see you, and I raise you my tie." "Your-Your face is a beacon of newfound confidence." "You bet your ribbons it is!" "Oh, I tire of this." "I have a proposition for you." "All or nothing." "Your tie against the key." "You're on." "One small catch, Harold." "If you lose, you take my place down here." "He's beginning to look like he belongs down here, anyhow." "Oh." "No problem." "If I lose." "Harold, he's playing for the key." "Well, it's really an amulet, but it does open the door." "What do you got, pops?" "You first." "Nine, ten, jack, queen, king of diamonds." "Straight flush." "Beat that, Desert Breath." "Oh... ten..." "Jack..." "Queen..." "King..." "Ace of hearts." "Straight royal flush." "In hearts." "Your tie, sir." "Listen, here... I'm a very important archaeologist." "The whole world will be looking for me." "Oh, they will undoubtedly find you... after 50 centuries or so." "I doubt he'll make a very good guard for Ahknaton." "But the power of the cursed mummy comes entirely from the bandages." "See?" "Yes, even the power of a mummy has its limitations." "The amulet?" "No!" "It could stop 20 mummies." "Oh... lt could also open a certain door." "Aw, Tapok, what about me?" "Are you gonna leave me down here to rot?" "Well, Aileen, you do look a lot like that girl in the papyrus reeds, and I might consider a joyful alliance." "I love older men." "Older men?" "!" "And remember what they say in Vegas:" "Keep your eye on the bottom of the deck." "He was palming the cards!"