[last lines]
Tamina: How can I trust the man who breached the walls of my city?
Prince Dastan: Well, I'm starting to think I'm no longer the same man who breached those walls.
Tamina: That's a short time for a man to change so much.
Prince Dastan: Perhaps.
Tamina: It sounds as if
you've discovered something here.
Prince Dastan: And what might that be?
Tamina: A new spiritual awareness.
Prince Dastan: Destiny.
Tamina: Yes, exactly.
Prince Dastan: I believe we make our own destiny, Princess.
Tamina: You have an unfortunate lack of
curiosity.
Prince Dastan: No doubt one of my many flaws.
Tamina: Please don't mock me, Prince.
Prince Dastan: Oh, I hardly think we know each other well enough for that, Princess, but I look forward to the day that we do.
Tamina: Such a noble prince.
Prince Dastan: Such a gentle princess.
Tamina: How taken you were with my fainting act, eagerly leaping to assist the fallen beauty.
Prince Dastan: Who said you were a beauty?
Tamina: There must be a reason why you can't take your eyes off me.
Prince Dastan: You're... I... I don't trust you. And you're not my type.
Seso: Where will you go?
Prince Dastan: Alamut. Nizam will use that dagger to pierce the Sand Glass. And he has to be stopped.
Sheik Amar: [mocking] He has to be stopped, he has to be stopped. That's good.
[Seso looks at Sheik]
Sheik Amar: What? Oh, a knife thrower with a conscience!
Tamina: [as Dastan's leaving on his horse] So you're going to leave me here, in the middle of nowhere? Noble Dastan, abandoning a helpless woman in the wilderness! What does your precious honor have to say about that?
Prince Dastan: [returning] Give me the strength not to kill her.
Tamina: [Tamina gives him a look]
Prince Dastan: I've heard all these terrible stories of this place.
Sheik Amar: [laughing] The bloodthirsty slaves, murdering their masters? It's a good story; it's well told, ever-evolving, yeah but alas untrue.
Prince Dastan: But the skeletons that we saw at the...
Sheik Amar: ...I bought those from a gypsy
in Bacara. Ah, I crafted our lurid reputation in order to fend off the most insidious evil that's been lurking this forsaken country of ours. Y'know what I'm talking about?
[Dastan shakes his head]
Sheik Amar: Taxes!
[spits]
Sheik Amar: Gah, these Persians! Their armies, their fortresses, their roads. Who pays for it all, eh? The small
businessman! See that's why I started a little campaign, to spread some false notoriety. I spread it like a venerable disease in a Turkish harem!
Prince Dastan: As hard as it is for me to admit you were right
[he rips her necklace containing some of the sands of time off her]
Prince Dastan: I did see what I was looking for.
Tamina: Everything changes with time. We should know this best of all.
King Sharaman: [to Dastan] The princess of Alamut will be your first wife!
[Dastan looks shocked and Tamina looks uncomfortable]
King Sharaman: What say you, Dastan?
Prince Dastan: Uh...
King Sharaman: He plunges into a hundred foes without thought, but before marriage he stands frozen with fear! And
there are those who say he is not yet wise!
Prince Dastan: [quietly to Bis] I need a drink.
Sheik Amar: Yeah, nothing beats a good story, eh? But yours however, trading her in for a camel, please! I mean look at her, she's worth at least two! And as for you, young man, do you know your brother's offered a reward for you? Which quite frankly between you and me, borders on the obscene! I'd trade in my own mother for that kind of gold.
[Seso gives him a surprised
look]
Sheik Amar: What? Oh you didn't know what she was like.
Sheik Amar: Tch, secret government killing activity! That's why I don't pay taxes!