:02:03
We don't want to buy no lino, nor nothing.
:02:06
- Mr. Dragore, please.
- Oh, him.
:02:45
No sound, please.
:02:47
After two years, I find you.
:02:50
I want the Eternal Light.
:02:52
You've found me too late.
:02:54
It's no longer mine.
:03:02
I can kill with this from the end of the room.
No lies, please.
:03:06
You cannot kill in England, Mahmoud.
:03:09
They get their murderers here
and hang them.
:03:13
I have not come alone.
:03:14
If I hang, there are others.
:03:16
The Eternal Light goes back
to the tomb from which you stole it.
:03:20
- But I tell you, I have not got it.
- Please, I am not a child.
:03:26
- I sold it.
- To whom did you sell it?
:03:29
To Professor Morlant.
:03:32
That robber of the dead?
:03:36
Has he sold it?
:03:37
- He did not buy it to sell.
- What then?
:03:39
- Like you, Mahmoud, he believes.
- Believes?
:03:42
He believes that the Eternal Light
will open for him the gates of paradise?
:03:47
Even so,
he gave the best part of his fortune for it.
:03:50
And, very soon,
he will know whether or not he was right.
:03:53
What do you mean?
:03:55
Professor Morlant is dying.