:02:03
She will give the best massages
you have ever had
:02:07
...head massages to bring
sweet sleep...
:02:10
leg massages to make you
skip like a goat
:02:14
As the poet says...
:02:18
She is worth more than wise men.
She tends to the heads of kings
:02:23
-Five hundred dinars
-Six hundred
:02:26
Seven hundred
:02:28
You hear Lady of Moons?
Seven hundred
:02:32
-Shall he own you?
-I don't want a monkey-beard
:02:37
I'll buy her. Eight hundred
:02:39
You've only one eye. You must be bad
and God's punished you
:02:43
How dare you insult me!
:02:46
You dare to let her do that?
:02:48
I can't help it. Her owner has given
her the right to choose her buyer
:02:53
A thousand dinars
:02:55
Will you accept this old man
as your owner, Zumarud?
:03:03
Your candle is soft. It rises when
you sleep, falls when you rise
:03:07
May the Lord have mercy on the
woman who lies with you
:03:13
How dare you bring a slave here
who ridicules us so brazenly...
:03:17
..irreverently...
:03:19
...stupidly?
:03:22
I beg your forgiveness
:03:29
I won't be sold to anyone..
:03:31
...but that young man
:03:33
Me?
:03:37
He won't have enough money
:03:39
You've decided?
:03:40
Yes. He has smooth cheeks,
and his beauty enchants me
:03:46
Come on, buy this slave.
She has chosen you
:03:52
She's yours