â What are you doing here? â
â You must go. Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me. â
â By eating the sacred scarabs, I would be cursed to stay alive forever. And by eating me, they were cursed just the same. â
â I knew this was gonna be a lousy day. â
â Personally, I would like to surrender. Why can we not just surrender? â
â Then letâs run away. Right now. While we can still make it. â
â Now gimme your revolver, youâll never use it anyway. â
â Letâs play dead, huh? Nobody ever does that anymore. â
â What are ya doing?! Wait up! â
â Iâm gonna get you for this! â
â Iâm sorry, it was an accident. â
â Have you no respect for the dead? â
â Where did you get this? â
â Two questions. Who the hell is Seti the First? And was he rich? â
â As the Americans would say: itâs all fairy tales and hokum. â
â Iâm sure it was a fake, anyway. â
â You lied to me! â
â I lie to everybody, what makes you so special? â
â And what is he in prison for? â
â He said⌠he was just looking for a good time. â
â What did you find? What did you see? â
â Get me the hell outta here. â
â I will give you one hundred pounds to spare his life. â
â Yeah, Iâd like ya to let me go. â
â Then we will kill her, we will kill her and all those with her. â
â For all the money weâre paying you, something better god-damned well be under that sand. â
â Do you really think heâll show up? â
â Personally, I think heâs filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. I donât like him one bit. â
â I have come to protect my investment, thank you very much. â
â I only gamble with my life, never my money. â
â What makes you so confident, sir? â
â Sorry, didnât mean to scare ya. â
â Still angry that I kissed ya, huh? â
â The last time I was at that place everybody I was with died. Â â
â By the way,⌠why did you kiss me? â
â You always did have more balls than brains. â
â Can you swim? â
â Americans. â
â I canât believe the price of these fleabags. â
â All night you snored! Â â
â What in bloody hell is this? â
â Ah, begging your pardon, but shouldnât we be going? â
â You boys owe me five hundred dollars. â
â Whereâd all these camels come from? â
â That thing gives me the creeps. â
â What are those mirrors for? â
â Who cares? I donât see no treasure. â
â Youâre welcome to my share of the spider webs. â
â Mummies, my good son, this is where they made the mummies. â
â Ya scared the bejeezus out of us. â
â Iâve had worse. â
â Letâs be nice, children, if weâre going to play together, we must learn to share. â
âAnd when those dirty Yanks go to sleep â No offence. â
â Weâll sneak up and steal that book right out from under them. â
â What do you suppose killed him? â
â I believe if I can see it and I  can touch it, then itâs real. Thatâs what I believe. â
â Why do you like to fight so much? â
â LEAVE THIS PLACE!⌠LEAVE THIS PLACE DIE! â
â For them to protect it like this, you just know thereâs got to be treasure down there. â
â âŚI am a librarian! â
â I canât believe I allowed the two of you to get me drunk. â
â You dream about dead guys? â
â Stupid superstitious bastard. â
â Oh my god, he was buried alive. â
â What are you going to do? Shoot him? â
â Did you see that!? Grasshoppers! Billions of grasshoppers! â
â Thatâs one of the plagues, right? The grasshopper plague! â
â Oh thank goodness, youâre one of the Americans, arenât you? â
â RUN, YOU SONS-A-BITCHES! RUUUUN! â
â Help me,⌠please,⌠help me. â
â No mortal weapons can kill this creature. He is not of this world. â
â You left me! You left me in the desert to rot. â
â Sweet Jesus! That tasted just like,âŚlikeâŚÂ â
â You saved me from the undead. For this, I shall make you immortal. â
â Thereâs only one person I know who can possibly give us some answers. â
â And you think this justifies killing innocent people!? â
â Okay, letâs cut to the chase. Heâs afraid of cats, whatâs that about? â
â The hell with that! Iâm not goinâ nowhere! Weâre safe here. â
â What friend? Youâre my only friend. â
â What are you looking for? Lie, and Iâll slit your throat. â
â Something about bringing his dead girly-friend back to life. He needs the bookâŚÂ â
â Ya know, ever since I met you, my luck has been for crap. â
â The hell with this. Iâm goin, downstairs to get me a drink. You want somethinâ? â
â Yeah, get me a glass of bourbon, a shot of bourbon and a bourbon chaser. â
â Jealous? You kiddinâ me? Did you see that guyâs face? â
â Is it dangerous? â
â Save the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy and steal his treasure. â
â You know, nasty little fellows such as yourself, always get their comeuppance. â
â From now on, donât touch anything. Not a damn thing. Keep your hands off the furniture, got it? â
â He wants your heart and your brain, your liver, your kidneysâŚÂ â
â I never killed a priest before. â
â Kill them! Kill them all! And bring me the Book Of The Living! â
â This just keeps gettin, better and better. â
â Death is only the beginning. â
â Well,⌠I guess we go home empty handed. â