It's 1892 and Sutekh is hopping mad. It seems a 3,000 year old Egyptian sorcerer has stolen one of the God's secrets of life - that of insti...更多>
Andre Toulon: Ilsa, this is Cyclops, Blade, Dr, Death, Drill Sergeant, Pinhead, and Six-Shooter. Latout: Now, there's a diplomatic answer. [laughs] Vigo: To do? Well, since there is neither a bribe nor a loose moral, Mademoiselle, attatched to the complaint, I suspect they'll do nothing. Ilsa: The old man... Andre Toulon: Well? Duval: [straightforward] If he wakes in the next hour, he should recover. If he doesn't, he probably won't. Ilsa: But, why would anyone want to kill him? Andre Toulon: Ah... [at a loss for words] Duval: Some men don't need a reason. [shakes head then walks off]