Nothing here.
Keep looking.
Give it to me.
Spanish?
Portuguese.
Fifty-fifty?
[chanting]
[call and response chanting]
That must be him.
Certainly has a limp.
They say it was a lion.
It's 9 a.m. and he's heading for the pub.
Probably break his leg tripping while intoxicated.
Now, now, Lady Anna.
He has a sterling reputation.
Reputation for what?
I've got a plan.
Take this to the car.
[sighs]
I'll have one as well.
No, Mr. Quatermain. Allow me.
A tip.
And for you, ma'am?
I'll have a whiskey on the rocks.
Thank you.
To the Queen.
[clears throat] Um, to a cold beer and fast women.
Mr. Quatermain, a year ago at this time,
I believe you were at a place called Bamangwato.
Just north of the Transvaal.
You were trading there.
Did you happen to meet a man called Neville?
He's lost.
Sorry about your friend.
Thanks for the beer.
Sir, do you have no manners?
No.
Mr. Quatermain.
Mr. Quatermain, please.
Listen. He wrote me.
He mentioned that after you sold him some oxen,
you took him to the outskirts of Bamangwato.
That was my final correspondence with him.
It's been 16 weeks since I heard from him.
Well, Allan, aren't you gonna help him?
He's lost his pen pal.
Well? I don't know him.
Really? I fancied you did.
Sorry. Sir Henry Curtis. I--
I really don't care.
Allan.
Mr. Quatermain, but--
You certainly charmed the socks off of him,
didn't you, Sir Henry?
There are many ways to win a battle.
You seem to have had second thoughts,
Mr. Quatermain.
Let's just do this.
Politics is a dangerous game.
Let's leave politics out of it.
You seem to have the South African National Party
confused with the Nazi Party.
I'm not confused.
The map?
The money.
10,000 pounds.
What's this?
This is half a map.
Where's the rest?
This is the only map, Ainsley.
It'll get you far enough.
But not to the treasure. This is not the deal.
The lion I killed this morning
weighed considerably more than you.
Aah!
[exhales]
[panting]
I'm so hot.
Is there any water?
Lady,
there's water there on the bar place.
[exhales]
I think I'm dehydrated.
I can't bear this African sun.
My money.
My map.
That's the map Neville was talking about.
To King Solomon's treasure.
That's Neville's map? Not exactly.
Then that Quatermain knows where Neville is.
Lady Anna, keep still.
Lady Anna.
Quatermain,
you're a liar and a thief.
[Ainsley laughs]
Sorry for the interruption.
No problem. Aah!
[yelps]
Get back.
Just-- Just stay back.
All right?
I'll shoot.
Can't do it.
[gunshot]
All right, see?
There.
So we're just gonna--
We're gonna walk out.
All right?
In here.
Come on.
If you're gonna shoot at Hartford, don't miss.
[Quatermain] Get behind the wagon.
Give that to me.
Run. I'll cover you. Run. [gunshots]
Get behind the wagon.
Damn it. Damn it.
Damn it.
God.
You'll be safe here.
Hold on. Hold on, Mr. Quatermain.
Look, I've been reading about your exploits for some time,
and believe me, you've gathered some acclaim.
But no matter what transpired here today, we're your friends.
Well, friend, I've got a train to catch.
Anna, you have to go after him.
Here.
Well, what about you, Hens?
Don't worry about me.
I'll improvise.
Go on. Come on.
[speaking foreign language]
Hi.
Can I have a ticket to where the gentleman went, please?
Thanks.
Is this seat taken?
Yes, it is.
I don't see anyone.
Who is sitting here?
Anyone but you.
I think we got off on the wrong foot.
You're a businessman.
You came to this town to do business.
Sir Henry and I have a proposition for--
This is a two-hour train ride.
Are you going to shut up,
or do I need to send you to the other car?
I don't know why I wasted my time.
Well, why don't you sit and think about it?
Maybe it'll come to you.
Well, that was pretty childish, wasn't it?
What do you want from me?
Clearly you need the money.
Why won't you go on this trip with us?
This has got nothing to do with money.
You're totally out of your depth here.
I will decide if I'm out of my depth.
On expeditions like this, people don't survive.
Are you prepared for that?
Yes.
Good day, gentlemen.
Stay back.
[gunshots]
We have to go now. What, now?
Roll when you hit. [squeals]
Oh, yuck.
I don't know whether to thank you or slap you.
Why don't you decide later?
Great.
[engine approaching]
Need a lift?
Sir Henry.
You never cease to amaze me.
Hop in.
Settled?
♪♪ [Woman singing in native language]
We can wait here.
I've organized a carriage.
Can I see it?
I was right, wasn't I?
This is the map.
This is the map to King Solomon's treasure.
No.
There exists no map to King Solomon's treasure.
Then it's a forgery? And you were selling a--
No. This map was indeed penned by José Silvestres.
But?
The treasure doesn't exist.
It's a fantasy. A myth.
Many good men have died in pursuit of storybook riches.
And my brother, who went searching for--
Is a fool.
Is he?
Is he a fool, Mr. Quatermain?
It was sent in the last parcel from my brother.
You're a hunter and expert tracker.
We need your services,
and I will pay you handsomely.
This isn't about your brother, is it?
Take the treasure.
If we find it, it's yours, the whole lot,
if that's what we need to secure your involvement.
For the map and myself, it'll be 30,000.
But you agreed to sell it to that Hartford character for 10,000.
Well, then, let's make it 40,000.
20,000 up front, today.
Done.
Mr. Quatermain, um, just to make clear,
if there's anything to make this journey more suitable--
planes or artillery-- consider it done.
Henry has unlimited funds at home.
Where we're going, money has no value.
Freshen up, pack light. We leave in an hour.
Aren't we having porters?
Umbopa, some tea.
Umbopa, please forward this to my son.
I'll be back in five weeks' time.
In the event that I don't return,
I want you to forward this to him as well.
Mr. Quatermain, you are talking nonsense.
You will be able to send it yourself when you come back.
In the event that I do not return.
Bit feminine, don't you think?
[laughs]
He had a wife once.
What happened?
Died a few years back.
Some sort of fever, I think.
Anna.
Have some restraint.
This must be his wife.
And his son.
Sad.
[clears throat]
Would you like something to drink?
Sir Henry?
I'm fine. Thank you.
Mrs. Heresford?
Lady Heresford.
No, thanks.
Thank you.
Put it back.
Right. I'll check on the luggage, shall I?
Now remember. If you don't hear from me in five weeks' time,
I want you to leave this place.
Take whatever you desire and go back to your homeland.
You know I prefer to go with you.
No.
You are following the map.
I need to go there.
No good will come from following this map.
I will be of great help to you, Mr. Quatermain.
Please, let me come.
I know that you could--
Don't forget to post the letter.
Umbopa, is it?
How long have you worked for Mr. Quatermain?
Seven years.
And before that?
I've worked many places.
I can't quite place your accent.
Is it-- Is it Zulu? No.
Or Xhosa? No.
Is it Swazi? No.
Shingani, perhaps?
No.
Where exactly are you from?
I'm from many places.
[car door shuts]
Come on, this way.
Go on. Go. Inside.
Get out. We have to go. Now.
I can't.
[gunshots]
Get out.
Throw me a towel or something.
Great.
[gunshots]
Picked a fine time to take a bath.
I didn't know there was going to be people shooting, did I?
You've got ten seconds, and then we're leaving.
[gunshots]
Throw me a robe or something.
Run.
[gunshots]
They're Hartford's men.
There'll be more coming.
Come on.
[Henry] You know, the queer thing about King Solomon
is that he was from North Africa.
How do you suppose the treasure came all the way down here,
so far away from Jerusalem?
[Anna] Solomon was the second son of King David.
The first son, Adonijah, was passed over.
When Solomon was crowned king, Adonijah led a revolt.
In fear he would take over,
Solomon hid the treasure
and promised to return it
if Adonijah would prove himself a worthy man.
Mr. Quatermain, how is it--
how is it that you've obtained the map, then?
My wife and I bought it on our honeymoon,
15 years ago.
Marie was French.
She had spent many years in Egypt.
She knew the story well.
She was hoping to find King Solomon's treasure with Mr. Quatermain.
I heard her tell the story to your son.
Who is this Ainsley Hartford?
He's a despicable man,
a man who would sell South Africa to the highest bidder.
Yes. He's an ivory dealer,
dealing in black market animals--
rhino horns, elephant tusks, gorilla feet.
I guess you run into all sorts
of nefarious characters in the jungle.
I suppose.
Do you always approach your expeditions
with such a disgusting amount of cynicism?
Yes.
What is a cynic?
A man who knows the price of everything
and the value of nothing. Do you know who said that?
Oscar Wilde.
Do you like the classics, Mr. Quatermain?
I love them.
Emerson, Thoreau.
I'm quite the reader myself.
Hello.
Ainsley. You're hot on the trail
with my map.
Funny.
I don't recall that transaction being completed.
Memory is an odd thing.
Let us pass.
Get that boy out of my face, Allan.
This is between us men.
I am Sir Henry Curtis.
That is the second and last time I will introduce myself.
I am the founder of this expedition,
and I suggest you let us pass.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I--
I'm sorry. Let's stop all of this...
violence.
I mean, none of you are going to come out of this alive.
Isn't that so, Quatermain?
Soon you'll be crossing into territory
where you and your little party will be overwhelmed.
Swallowed by forces you can't even imagine.
And Quatermain knows this.
That's why he sent your fee to his son in London.
Is that true, Quatermain?
Now, this is a small country, and I have eyes everywhere.
Now what I propose is this.
I'll give you proper protection.
You can't make it alone, not without support.
I'll get rid of the henchmen,
and I'll join you and your party,
and at the end, we can share the spoils.
Now, that's my best offer.
I'm not giving you the map.
Then you'll all die.
Death comes to us all.
It's up to us to decide how we meet it.
[buzzing]
Well, it seems it's coming nearer than you think.
[buzzing continues]
[groans]
[buzzing fades]
[no audible dialogue]
We have to get this off.
[groans]
[gasps] Where does it hurt?
Right there. It's really swollen.
I can hardly move it.
It's not broken.
Might have twisted it.
How much further?
Three days.
Here. Take this.
It will make you feel better. It's medicine.
It'll help ease the pain.
Come on.
I feel much better.
Come on. Let's go.
Sheba's Breasts.
This is as far as Neville's map goes.
The rest of the map goes between them.
Let's hurry up. We want to get there before night falls.
I can't imagine Neville making it this far.
You must keep your spirits high, Anna.
Neville would never have given up.
Come on.
Let's set up camp here for the night.
We need to collect firewood.
Quatermain.
Tell me, why did you accept this assignment?
You must have some hope that there's treasure.
Got that wrong.
Then why are you here?
The pay's good.
Man can't survive on air alone.
Besides, I need to support my son.
Ah, yes. Your son.
Such the devoted father,
spending so much time with the lad.
Come with me.
You've had it in for me from day 1.
What have I ever done to you? Nothing.
What's wrong with you?
I don't get you.
Why do you have to get me?
You're mean, irascible, arrogant--
Well, you're quite a bundle of joy yourself.
I just want to find my brother.
That's the first honest thing you've said since we've been out here.
Keep it up.
You really don't think the map's gonna lead us anywhere, do you?
Let's hope it leads us to your brother.
That's odd.
Somebody's already collected firewood here.
[speaking native language]
Sir Henry, no.
[speaking native language]
♪♪ [drumming]
♪♪ [drumming, chanting]
♪♪ [singing in native language]
[ululating]
♪♪ [drumming continues]
♪♪ [singing continues]
[ululating]
♪♪ [singing continues]
[speaking native language]
Don't look.
Don't look!
[crunch, squish]
[laughs]
[speaking native language]
[Men speaking native language]
[speaking native language]
[speaking native language
Allan.
Sir Henry.
Ah.
What deal have you made with them, Hartford?
The only deal they could afford.
The South African National Party
has disbanded all tribes in South Africa.
I simply made a deal to leave them alone
in exchange
for the treasure.
[speaking native language]
Lady Anna.
[speaking native language] [Men speaking native language]
Mr. Quatermain?
Neville.
Henry.
Henry?
Henry, is it really you?
I can't believe--
[Henry] So glad to see you.
How long have you been here?
I don't know.
I stopped counting after two weeks here.
I don't know anymore.
Days got longer. I stopped. I tried--
Here. Eat something.
You must be starving. Heh.
The food here is terrible.
[laughing]
What happened to the rest of your party?
We were captured.
We were split up into different parts of the camp.
Some of them died trying to escape.
The others...
take them at night.
I guess I was the lucky one.
Yes.
Yes, you were, Neville.
Never found the treasure.
I went as far as I could. I--
It doesn't matter.
None of that matters.
And Anna?
How is she?
[speaking native language]
What's he saying?
He wants to buy you.
I'm not for sale.
[speaking native language]
...16.
16 what?
16 cows, Lady Anna.
That's ridiculous.
[speaking native language]
...24.
Listen to me. I'm from England.
You can't buy me. He's a crook. He doesn't own me.
He's trying to-- Aah!
[speaking native language]
...50.
[speaking native language]
[call and response in native language]
♪♪ [chanting continues]
♪ Soldiers from the mountains teeming ♪
♪♪ [chanting continues]
♪ With their spears and lances gleaming ♪
♪ Come to follow thee ♪
[Henry joins] ♪ Hear the trumpet sounding ♪
♪ While the steeds are pounding ♪
♪ On the gale from hill and dale ♪
♪ The war cry is resounding ♪
[Allan joins] ♪ Warriors famed in song and story ♪
♪ Coming from the mountains hoary ♪
♪ Rushing to the fields of glory ♪
♪ Eager for the fray ♪
Okay.
[gunshot] [Women scream]
[screaming continues]
I am the king.
[screaming]
[speaking native language]
We're on the right track.
That's Ashtoreth, the goddess of the Zidonians.
Chemosh, the god of the Moabites.
And Milcom, the god of the children of the Ammon.
Then that's the entrance to the cave.
Hartford's taken Lady Anna there.
[Anna grunts]
We're nearly there, Lady Anna.
Nearly there.
It's not far now.
Watch your backs.
What now?
It's this way.
[grunts]
Please.
Now remember, Lady Anna,
the more you struggle, the more it will hurt!
Oh! Please.
This way, Lady Anna.
[gunshot]
Give it up, Quatermain.
I claim this treasure
on behalf of the National Party!
I don't care about the treasure.
Just give me the girl.
Now, I don't think you're in a position to negotiate,
do you, Allan?
Back off.
Give me the girl. That's all I want.
Well, you can't always have what you want.
[gunshot]
No!
[grunting]
[choking]
[earth cracking]
[rumbling]
[crunch, squish]
No.
Yes.
You-- You came for me.
[rumbling in distance]
We have to go.
Now.
[small rocks falling]
Now.
[rocks crashing]
Move. Be careful.
Come on.
[rumbling continues]
Be careful.
Stick to the sides.
Come on.
♪♪ [drumming]
♪♪ [singing in native language]
[ululating]
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