The Incredible Adventures of Marco Polo (1998) - full transcript
The Incredible Adventures of Marco Polo on His Journeys to the Ends of the Earth
In the year 1304, the wars
between Genoa and Venice
raged on.
In the military prison in
Genoa, captured soldiers would
pass the hours telling
stories of fierce battles
and brave conquests.
The scribe Rusticello
imprisoned at the time
recorded their words.
One evening a ragged group
of prisoners gathered around
an older man
to hear his story.
It was a tale they
would never forget.
My name is
Marco Polo of Venice.
The city in which I was born
and spent the early years
of my life.
My family thought Venice
was the center of the world,
to its markets came
produce of many lands.
Silks, precious metals
but above all, spices.
It is from here that
my father journeyed forth
when I was but a child
to seek his fortune.
It was a journey from which
he would never return.
From time to time we heard
news of his adventures.
Adventures that took him
as far as the land
of the great
Khan, China.
In the year 1271 in
the month of June,
I was summoned by
my father's bankers
to collect my
inheritance,
but when one has money
there are those anxious
to separate
you from it.
It is here that
my journey begins.
♪♪
(indistinct chatter)
Mister.
Wow, thank you.
Hey.
What the?
My money.
I believe you have
something of mine.
(Crowd cheering)
(crowd booing)
(cheering)
Now, I want
my money back.
Come on.
(Crowd cheering)
Well, you must be
looking for this.
Here.
(cheering & whistling)
(Applause)
Thank you.
(Applause & cheering)
(Marco)
My father had disappeared
when I was very young
but my uncle had seen
a great deal of the world
and of the places my father
had no doubt visited.
What stories
he had to tell.
We shared his
adventures,
myself and my young
brother Nicolo.
Dreaming of the day we too may
visit these wondrous places,
travel through dangerous
lands and face great perils
as we journey to
the ends of the earth.
Perhaps as far
as China itself.
Thus as soon as the chance
presented itself, I was ready.
My uncle was sending me on
my first trade expedition
abroad but
I had other plans.
However far
I had to travel,
I was resolved
to find my father.
Only young Nicolo
guessed my plans.
With the first steps that
led me away from home,
I began to look at everything
differently because I suddenly
realized that I may never see my
birthplace or my family again
but then something amazing
happened and the wonders
of my journey began even before
I left my native Venice.
(Kids screaming)
Oh, my God.
A monster!
(Animal groaning)
(man)
All you're doing is spitting
gung everywhere.
No, I'm going to
send you back.
Now, will you stop
your blabbering.
Would you quit your squealing
you flea-bitten foul-smellin'
mucus-spitting long-legged
walking butcher shop!
You know, quit it
while you're here!
I heard of these
creatures from Persia
but I certainly never
seen them in Venice.
They are camels,
are they not?
They have been known as
that amongst other things.
Get away.
They've been known to breathe
fire at a moments notice
especially when
noisy little rats
don't go,
away, away, away.
Excuse me sir.
Do they carry
much weight?
They might do.
Have you ever
been to Aqrah?
I might have been.
Then how long did you
plan to stay in Venice?
Look, I'm
trying to run
a first class
operation here.
We transport first
class merchandise
of any important people
to the four corners
of the world.
I have no time for small
talk, you hear me?
I have money to rent your
first class operation.
Captain Cornelius Donovan,
former Knight Templar
and owner
of this mighty,
mighty caravan you
see here behind me.
Tell me, did I hear you
say that you had some money?
You did indeed,
shall we chat?
I found myself fascinated
by these strange creatures
as well as the man who
first brought them to Venice.
And so I decided to
travel by caravan.
Now, Captain, you're
sure this beast is safe?
Will ya trust me?
How long will it take
to get to Aqrah?
40, maybe
50 days, depends.
Depends on what?
On the camels.
Rather like my first wives,
they've got temperaments
which are shall we
say unpredictable.
Ah, that's
very comforting.
You do have
the money, don't ya?
Like I said half now and half
when we get to Aqrah
with me in one piece.
Well then, we better
get going soon.
Come on now my privies,
let's be off with this.
(Camel grunting)
Okay.
Oh, oh, Captain...
Captain!
Whoa!
(Crowd laughing)
Captain.
Come on stop your
blabbering, come on now.
Captain, Captain.
Okay.
Don't you worry about
a thing there.
And so I left my native Venice
riding a camel in the company
of one Captain
Cornelius Donovan
a former Templar Knight
now turned caravan master.
We followed trade routes
the old rogue only vaguely
remembered and that's
when he was sober.
I was never sure that we would
actually make it to Aqrah
but I hope that the promise
of more money would get me
there in one piece.
I can't recall much about
those first few days
except the dryness in my
throat and the soreness
of my hind quarters.
And with the endless schemes
the Captain had for getting
rich off his camels.
To this day I can't decide which
caused me more suffering.
Just think
of the money.
I mean if we
do this right
we could have
a whole bloody camel
empire,
you know that.
(Chuckles)
Captain, I already
told you--
I know, I know, I know,
your father and China
but think of all the things
you could buy with the money
you make
in bloody China.
I suppose that's true.
You know something, when
I was a Templar Knight I met
a trader who was traveling
to the east and to tell you
the truth, his looks
and your looks are very,
very similar.
Did he tell
you of his plans?
No, no.
He was an
experienced traveler.
The one thing you learn when
you're trading in foreign
countries, don't keep a loose
tongue in your head.
And being an experienced
traveler myself
I bet my last camel that he
was on his way to Armenia.
Then to
Armenia it is.
(Men clamoring)
Jesus, Mary,
what is this?
What the hell
is going on here?
(man)
This little rat has been
stealing our rations.
Found someone.
What you doing, trying
to steal from me?
No.
I have the mind to cut your
throat you little rat.
Take it easy there,
Captain, I agree with you,
he is a rat but this
particular rat
happens to
be my brother.
Your brother?
Now, I like
you Marco
but I can't
abide freeloaders.
I run a very...
I know, first
class operation.
I suppose we have
to have another chat.
That's right,
another chat.
A chat.
He's just my brother,
he's just a boy.
Your transportation is
being secured but first of all
you have to promise to
do what I say needs doing,
you understand?
A Polo never forgets the
kindness of strangers.
Well, that's a very
good idea, young lad.
First of all you have to
pick up all this camel dong
that's laying around here for
the fires in the morning.
You understand that
now, young lad?
Yeah.
Good.
Good.
I told you, Marco,
wherever you're going
I'm coming with you.
Well, we will talk about
that in the morning.
In the meantime I believe
you have an appointment
with some camel dong.
Do as the
Captain said.
The Nubian slave who helped
Nicolo with the first of his
many unsavory tasks soon
became his best friend
and a surprisingly excellent
teacher for the boy.
For someone who had never been
outside a city before, Nicolo
adapted to the wilderness
like he had been born there.
My eager little brother
readily absorbed everything
the Nubian had
to show him.
And soon became proficient at
a number of survival skills,
but his favorite pastime
was the sling shot
and he would practice
every chance he got.
(Donovan)
Oh, hey!
That's your brother!
After a while the novelty
of riding with the caravan
wore off and life
on top of the camel
became almost routine.
We crossed so many borders that
one country blended into
the next until I had difficulty
judging the great distances
we had travelled.
But then something
always happens
to bring you back.
Careful.
I'll do the
talking, right.
We seek passage
to Aqrah.
As you see, we are
but humble merchants.
There's a tax.
Of course.
How much?
One slave.
That one.
No, no!
Let me tell you boy.
If we try to betray
them in any way
we'll be lucky to get
out of this land alive
let alone
in one piece.
Look over there.
All right now.
Come on, you've all
seen this before.
(Camels groaning)
Captain.
Captain, wake up,
Nicolo's gone.
Oh, my God.
The boy's probably gone
after, after the slave,
that little idiot.
That little idiot
is my brother.
Either you help me find
him right now or I swear
I will snap your neck before
you take another breath.
Now listen to me, if anyone
goes out at this time
at night 'tis madness.
Either the wild animals will
get him or the bandits will.
Now, relax, we'll go after him
in the morning, promise.
(Men snoring)
You're risking
your life for me.
Why?
Because
you're my friend.
(Fire crackling)
I tell you what I'll do,
take the slaves,
search this block over
here from the east.
If nothing happens then
when I reach the top
I'll give you a...
(Nicolo)
Marco!
Thank God.
I don't know whether to
hug you or strangle you.
He saved my life.
Ugh.
How much
for the Nubian?
This one, he's my
favorite and best slave.
He was your
best slave.
You sold
him remember?
My brother has
a point, Captain.
Well, then, nine pieces.
Nine?
Six.
Eight.
Seven.
Done.
Ah, not so fast.
I could use a knife.
Well then you could use
one, use it carefully,
don't cut yourself.
Well, it looks like
you're a free man.
You are indeed.
When we get to Aqrah,
you, you do as you wish.
Aqrah, that's it,
we should be on our way.
Come on now, come on.
♪♪
Look now,
there is Aqrah.
Nicolo, Alexander
the Great was here.
That's right, and people
before him and people after.
How long will
you be staying?
As little time
as possible.
My destination
lies ahead.
Looking for
your father.
Yes.
And I'll go as far as
China itself if I have to.
Will you be going
with him, boy?
Yes, I am.
Oh no, you're not, I have
other plans for you.
As long as it means
heading eastward.
Come on boys,
no arguing.
♪♪
(Middle eastern music)
Okay, good boy.
Well, Captain.
I'm glad this part
of the journey
has come to an end.
It was a long one.
I guess this is
where we part ways.
Now, I got three words of advice
for you for your journey.
Please.
Listen to me
hard will ya?
Never trust anyone.
Yes, I will heed those
words, thank you, be well.
God speed.
And you my friend you
take care of the Captain.
Come here.
She will,
Marco, she will.
Come here pretty thing.
(Camel grunting)
So what are
your plans?
To enjoy freedom.
First, I better help
the captain one last time
before the camel tear
him limb from limb.
I'll never forget
you my friend.
(Animals neighing)
(indistinct chatter)
You watch our things.
I'm going to see if
I can find out where
Ali Ben Hassad lives.
You mean the one
uncle calls a thief?
The very one.
Eyes open,
trust no one.
Right.
(man)
Eh, little foreigner, you
got any gold in those bags?
(Evil laughing)
Ahh!
I hate when people pick
on my little brother.
You taught yourself well
there, little brother.
By watching you.
(Gong)
Who is so foolish
to seek an audience
with my master,
the great Ali Ben Hassad?
My name is Marco Polo of
the Polo family in Venice.
My uncle is a friend
and partner of
Ali Ben Hassad.
Follow me.
Oh great, Ali Ben Hassad
upon whom the faith of Allah
shines so bright.
Please forgive your
most unworthy servant,
of your most deserved
and most needed rest.
Master, we have visitors
who have travelled far to
seek an audience
with your greatness.
I introduce Marco Polo
of the Polo family,
merchants of Venice.
Marco Polo, I was sure
sooner or later someone
of your family
would return.
Welcome to
my humble abode.
Thank you
Ali Ben Hassad,
I bring you greetings
from my uncle.
And this would
be your partner?
This is my brother
Nicolo, and yes,
my trusted
partner as well.
How are
things in Venice?
Oh, the town is rich
and my uncle prospers.
But we hear in Venice that
you too have prospered
and so I was sent
by my uncle to seek
a reckoning of his
partnership with you.
As I respectfully
point out your seal
is attached
by your hand.
It decrees that you are to
pay what is owed upon receipt
of this letter to any
member of the Polo family.
And so, I was
sent to collect.
Certainly, but we talk about
trade tomorrow or later.
Youssef, prepare
food and wine
for our guests,
and some
entertainment.
Of course.
Follow me.
(Belly dancing music)
More wine.
(Bell rings)
You've had enough
little brother.
Why is that?
Because you're
too young.
I was old enough
this afternoon.
Well, that
was different.
Thanks partner.
Senior partner.
(speaking foreign language)
Awaits in your noble
quarter to begin, Master.
Then begin.
Yella.
(claps)
(Women giggling)
A well matched pair.
Would you care
for a wager?
I don't gamble.
Then you're not
a true businessman.
Well, even if
I were to bet
I don't have the
money to spare.
I could
lend you some.
With all due respect,
Ali Ben Hassad,
why would I borrow from the
man who owes my family money?
Would you care to settle
your debt right now?
Enjoy yourself.
We will talk business
in the morning.
That's what I thought.
Let the fight begin.
May the best man win.
(Grunting)
Hsst.
Would you care
for the honor
of finishing the task?
I don't kill
for sport.
And your brother...
fighting is
like trading.
Sometimes you win and
sometimes you lose.
I hope you enjoyed
the entertainment.
It was ah, different.
Youssef will show
you to your room.
I trust that in the morning
you'll keep your promise.
The sooner we conclude
our business the better.
Ali Ben Hassad has
a very interesting way
of entertaining
his dinner guests.
How can someone do
something like that?
Yes, Ali Ben Hassad is very well
known for his extravagance.
Ah, that's been
made clear.
So, sleep well.
Good night.
The key.
Key?
Oh, the key.
But you are in the house
of Ali Ben Hassad,
you are his guests.
You have
nothing to fear.
That may be but
just the same,
I'd like the key.
But sir, I must insist
you cannot, you will not,
this is an insult
to my master, I must.
Thank you.
How long have you
served Ali Ben Hassad?
Most of my life.
Then you know
my father.
Yes, he is
an honest man.
And Ali Ben Hassad?
He is my Master.
But is he
an honest man?
Be careful, lock
your door tonight.
I don't like
this place.
I'm with you, brother.
(Door creaking)
We didn't order
room service.
Marco!
Huh...
Take him.
I guess it's hard to
find good help, Ali Ben.
So, it would appear.
He will not be troubling
you again, I can assure you.
You know you were right,
fighting is like trading.
Sometimes you win and
sometimes you lose.
Sleep well.
Are you all right?
Ah, got me right
there, right there.
Where?
No, of course
I'm all right.
Where is
Ali Ben Hassad?
Ah, he is not here.
Where is he?
He sent word he will
meet you at noon.
Youssef, last night we
had a visitor assassin.
Now, you tried
to warn us, why?
Yasmin.
Your father is a very
good man, Marco.
He saved my life
when I was very little.
You seem to be
a decent person Youssef,
why don't you
leave this place?
Your suggestion is
a very good one, Marco,
there's only
one problem.
I know too much.
Ali Ben would
have me killed.
I should not be talking
with you here,
he has spies
everywhere.
I get the impression
Ali Ben Hassad
will not be paying the
debt he owes my uncle.
He is a snake.
He's very quiet
but oh, so deadly.
I give you my second
warning, my friend.
Beware...
Come with me.
Yes, yes, of course, we have
very very good cheese here,
very strong, the best
in the region.
Come.
Sire.
Oh, ten thousand apologies
worship but as you
instructed oh great Master,
upon whom Allah has heaped
the bounties of beauty,
humility and very good judgment
here are your guests.
Welcome,
come in, come in.
My patience grows short,
Ali Ben Hassad.
I want the money
owed to my family.
There are certain
difficulties.
Trade is very bad.
That's not
what we hear.
I am owed a great deal
of money by a merchant
in Damascus.
Collect the money
and you can keep it.
Thus my debt to your father
and your uncle will be repaid.
In fact I might pay
handsomely for any goods
you might acquire
on the way.
Think of it as
a business opportunity.
And if I were to agree
how would we get there?
I will provide horses
and supplies and as a guide
my own trusted
servant Youssef.
He knows Damascus
well and will
introduce you to the
merchant you seek.
You owe the money, why
should I go to collect it?
Why?
I've always wanted
to see Damascus.
Good, good.
You won't live
to regret it.
That's what
I'm afraid of.
I'm so glad you've agreed
to be reasonable.
As for your goods I will
keep a sharp eye
on them until
you return.
A safe journey
and a safe return.
And good riddance.
(Chuckles)
(slap)
Aye!
I'm sorry, I thought
it was a saddle bag.
Youssef.
Yes, come,
we must go at once.
Ah, why is
the girl here?
I will explain
everything later.
Come, we must go
before Ali Ben Hassad
changes his mind.
(Middle Eastern music)
Marco, now that we've
travelled far enough
I can give you this.
I've taken four
bags of gold
from Ali Ben
Hassad's treasury.
These two are for
the money he owes you,
your father
and your uncle.
And the other two?
Ah, the other
two are for me.
When Ali finds out
what I have done,
my life will
be worth nothing.
And the girl?
The girl?
The girl.
Ah, the girl, umm, the
girl she saw me take
the money
you understand?
She must come
with us otherwise.
Yeah, I know, I know.
All right, Youssef,
what's your plan?
Plan?
You do have
a plan don't you?
Of course, yes.
The plan.
You see, Ali, he never
intended for you to get
as far to Damascus
and in the evening
while you slept,
his men were to attack,
they were to slit your
throats and burn your bodies.
I was then to return to Ali
with news of your death.
He would then send
a message to your uncle
of your murder.
That the money he
owed had been paid to you
and had been stolen
by the bandits.
Youssef.
Yes?
The plan.
Ah, yes, plan, plan.
Marco,
I have friends.
What you know of
the Knights Templar?
Well, we've
only met one.
They are an order which guard
the road to the Holy land.
They protect pilgrims
and punish the wicked.
I know the Grand Master and
I know where they are camped.
I'm sure if we tell
them your story,
he'll be
willing to help us.
But you see the Grand Master
he has no high regards
for Ali Ben Hassad.
All right,
let's get going.
Youssef?
Yes, coming,
coming.
Thanks to Youssef's warning
we abandoned the trip
to Damascus and rode to
find the Templar Knights.
Youssef, despite his shiftiness
was proving to be invaluable.
(Horse neighing)
Youssef?
Good to see you
again, Youssef.
And you, Grand Master.
Where are you bound?
Eastward to China.
It is a long road and
a dangerous one.
We can only escort you
as far as the frontier
of the
Kingdom of Armenia.
We can go no further.
We certainly
appreciate your help,
but I don't want to
cause you any trouble.
What he means to say,
Grand Master,
is we gratefully accept
your offer and happily
take whatever
help you can give.
You see Ali Ben Hassad has
plans to send his soldiers
to murder these two while they
sleep in the forest tonight.
Then let's surprise him
and send a message to Ali.
We'll be happy to help you with
your surprise, however...
Youssef.
Fear not Youssef,
leave that to us.
But come, you must be in
need of food and drink.
And one knows how much you
enjoy your drink, Youssef.
(Fire crackling)
Hey guys.
I'd give my two bags of
gold to see the look
on Ali Ben
Hassad's face.
Holding true to their word,
the Grand Master and his
Templar Knights escorted
us through the wild lands
that lie between
Aqrah and Armenia.
The strange sights we
encountered on our journey
were many, but there is one
that I vividly recall.
It was the precession
of the blind.
Who are they?
Christian prisoners
from the wars
that still wreck the
sand of the holy land.
They're blind.
All but every
fifth man.
By order of
their captor,
they are blinded before
being sent back home.
Every fifth man is spared
the sight of one eye
to guide them
on their way.
That's barbaric.
A custom invented I'm ashamed
to say by ourselves.
Originated by
a Christian monarch named
Richard the Lionhart.
It was thus he dealt
with Muslim prisoners
after the
capture of Aqrah.
Sleep well and
safe my friends.
We take to the road
early in the morning.
Good night.
Good night.
Nicolo, from here on end, this
journey could be very dangerous.
I think it best we find
a way to get home.
No, Marco,
I'm staying.
It isn't safe.
Who knows what
lies ahead?
Another adventure
I hope.
Besides I'm going
to watch your back.
Oh great, now I can
sleep in peace.
You know Marco, I cannot
go home either.
Ali Ben Hassad will have
me killed as well.
Only my death will be
slow and very painful.
Well, it appears as though we'll
be journeying on together.
Yes.
At least we have some money
thanks to Youssef.
(Horse neighing)
Marco, if you
will excuse us.
Yasmin and I are
very tired.
We're going to bed
now, good night.
Good night, Youssef.
(Jasmine giggling)
You know our grandfather
once said that many a man
has been parted from
his money by his lust.
Oh, one day even you
will be tested.
Have you been tested?
Oh, yes, I have
and I failed.
No way.
Yes, I did, just like our
father and his father
before him and his
father before him.
Nicolo, a beautiful
woman has a way
of making a man
do many things.
Why don't you get some
sleep, little brother.
All right,
good night.
Good night.
That a boy.
Good morning, Youssef.
Sleep well?
Oh, yes, thank you,
very soundly.
Where's Yasmin?
Oh, she's gone.
Gone?
Where did she go?
She has an uncle
in Damascus.
It is a long
way to travel.
Does she
have any money?
Oh, yes,
she has money.
Wouldn't be two bags
of gold, would it?
I forgot something
back there.
I'll be right back.
There lies
Armenia, Marco.
Go with great care.
It's ruler grows old
and weak and another
seeks to take
its place.
And in his veins runs the
blood of Atilla the Hun.
Some say that the devil
is believed to be the true
descendent of
Beelzebub himself.
Whose name was
taken for his own.
He seeks to overthrow
the old king and become
the ruler
of all Armenia.
Then the sooner we pass through
this country the better.
Should you encounter
the Knights Templar
again, show
them this ring.
They will then know you are
a friend of the Knights'
or as we were once called
the Poor Knights of Christ
in the temple
of Solomon.
Remember we are sworn to
protect the weak and innocent
and rescue
the oppressed.
Good luck to you, Marco Polo
and may God go with you.
You as well.
♪♪
(Horse neighing)
I don't know about you Marco,
but I don't like it here,
this is an evil place.
Generally, Youssef, I find
your cowardice annoying.
On this particular occasion,
I have to agree with you.
Whoa!
(horses neighing)
Who are you that dare
enter the forbidden land?
We are merchants
on our way to China.
We are unarmed.
Clearly we
come in peace.
All we ask of you is safe
passage through Armenia.
You're my prisoners,
your fate is in the
hands of Beelzebub.
I knew he'd say that.
Silence!
We go!
(clamoring)
(Gong)
(man)
Who dares to
remain standing?
Marco sit.
Marco Polo, merchant trader
of Venice and Nic...
and Nicolo Polo,
his partner.
Do you know who I am?
I have to assume
you're Beelzebub.
Oh, then, you've
heard of me.
Well, everyone's heard
of the devil.
Yes.
And why aren't
you afraid?
It really isn't very
good for business
for people
not to be afraid.
I'm terrified, I just
hide it well.
You better be careful.
I could have you
boiled in oil, hung,
drawn and quartered,
but today,
today I'm in a very,
very good mood.
All we ask for is safe
passage through your land.
No one can enter this land
without my permission.
But since I'm not
an unreasonable man,
I'll think about it.
Take them below.
But don't harm them.
Yet.
Who are you?
Marco Polo, and you?
Marita.
And you are?
Sylvia, the lady in
waiting to the Princess.
Princess?
My grandfather is the
king, the real king.
Then who is Beelzebub?
He's nothing
but a pretender.
My family have ruled this
land for generations.
He intends to marry me
to make his claim to the throne
more legitimate,
but he's a tyrant.
He must never
rule this land.
Well, it appears that you
could use a little help.
Excuse me, Marco, all due
respect to the young
Princess I think we should be
concerned with ourselves.
Youssef.
Yes.
Shut up.
Of course.
Yeah.
There must be
a way out of here.
Don't worry,
I'll find a way.
I hope so.
(Cheering)
You're wanted, come.
Don't worry, Princess, I've got
them right where I want them.
Well, almost right
where I want them.
(Gong)
(Cheering)
(Crowd booing)
This is what I call
the devil's gauntlet.
Simply make it through,
and I shall regard your
request favorably.
And why should
I believe you?
The devil is after all
the father of lies.
Trust me.
And if I make it through
you will let us go?
Yes, of course, but
there is something
that I haven't
told you.
No one has ever
made it through
the devil's
gauntlet alive.
Begin!
(Gong)
No, Marco!
(Booing)
Marco, be careful,
you could get killed.
Marco, be careful.
Marco!
Ahh.
(Crowd booing)
(Booing)
(Booing and cheering)
Kill him!
Look out.
(Booing and cheering)
Ahh.
(Whistles)
Stick around.
Yeah!
I am a man of my word.
You and your friends are
free to enter the land
of Armenia, however,
you do not have permission
to leave and will do
so at your peril.
I can use a man
as brave as you,
Marco Polo, but for
the time being you are
all my guests but
beware, any attempt
to depart this
land will result
in the most
unpleasant punishment.
It can also be
extremely painful.
All this
play hungers me.
Prepare a feast.
(Cheering)
Marco, I can't
believe you made it.
You know, Marco, I had absolute
confidence in your ability.
I knew you could do it.
I only wish they
would had let me fight
in there by
your side, but there...
(laughing)
(gong)
A toast!
To Marco Polo, the only man to
survive the devil's gauntlet.
And who now will serve
Beelzebub, the devil himself.
Argh, Marco, there's
an old saying.
He who dines with the
devil needs a long spoon.
In Venice we have
a saying as well.
He who toasts with the
devil burns his soul.
(Evil laughing)
Where is the
bride to be?
(man)
She's getting dressed
for the occasion.
Ah.
Wedding dress?
Perhaps.
Well, let us eat.
Well, Marco, how do you
like Armenia so far?
Well, I would say that it
has some beautiful sights.
Why are you
in Armenia?
I'm on my way to China,
I'm trying to find my father.
China?
China?
What is this
talk about China?
Marco, you're not
going anywhere
without my permission.
Now, why
don't you eat?
Is the food bad?
Because if it is,
I could have the cook
boiled in
his own soup.
I'm just not hungry.
Oh, thirsty then?
Ah, fill the
lady's goblet.
Fill all the goblets.
(Boisterous laughing)
As the feast continued
we watched Beelzebub
and his people
drink themselves
into a stupor and a plan
began to form.
(Snoring)
Uh, hmm.
Where is everybody?
A party with no...
I have...
I have sung, ah...
I've got a plan.
Sylvia.
Wait, wait a minute.
I'll wait here.
No!
Wake up!
Get up!
Up!
All of you, wake up!
Up!
Get up!
Get up!
You fools!
You let them escape.
Sound the alarm,
saddle up immediately.
We must not lose
the Princess.
Aye, aye, you call
this a shortcut?
(Horn sounding)
What's that?
They sounded
the alarm.
They know we've escaped,
we better move.
(Horn sounding)
Ya ya ya!
Whoa, two groups!
The first follows
their tracks.
The second follows me.
Ride!
You're all right?
I'm a little weak.
You want to rest?
No, no,
they'll find us.
How much
further is it?
It's another day's
walk at least.
What's that sound?
What sound?
(Horses galloping)
Hide.
Go, go, go.
That was close.
Everyone all right?
Yes.
All right, let's go.
Mercy, please help.
What is it?
They're burning
the village.
They are
killing our men.
Our children, they
are being taken away.
Who is doing this?
Beelzebub's men.
They're looking for
Princess Marita.
Take care of
these women.
I'm coming with you.
Youssef?
(Horses neighing)
Let's send these
devils back to hell.
Marco, I have him.
Marco.
Okay children,
you can come out now.
Okay,
everybody here?
Okay.
Let's go back.
Woo woo!
Not only are you their hero,
but you're my hero as well.
(Clears throat)
Marco, excuse me, I don't
mean to interrupt
this lovely moment
but Beelzebub's men
are still after us.
We should go--
you understand?
Youssef's right,
let's go.
(Horse neighing)
Solomon, we need to
see my grandfather now,
we're in danger.
He's not
seeing anybody.
He'll see me,
I'm his granddaughter.
He's not at home.
He is not to
be disturbed.
There are strict
regulations.
He will see me.
It is impossible for
him to see anybody
unless he gives
me the okay.
It is important.
Grandfather.
What happened to you?
You disappeared.
Beelzebub was holding
me as his prisoner,
he wants to marry me.
Yeah, to help
make him finally
the legitimate
ruler of Armenia.
I refused and
managed to escape
with the help
of Marco Polo.
Beelzebub is the
devil incarnate.
His men are murderers,
the people are suffering.
You must call on them to
rise up and destroy him.
It is too late,
my dear, I have no power
and no longer
the will to fight.
I have had other
visitors today.
Princess!
Marco, we're trapped!
Why didn't
you warn us?
Solomon tried to stop you but
you insisted on entering,
it was too late.
What are
your orders?
To hold you here until
Beelzebub arrives.
He's planning a little
wedding ceremony.
Your grandfather will be
giving away the bride.
I'm sorry Marita,
I had no choice.
Grandfather,
how could you?
You'll be a part of
the celebrations.
A very spectacular part.
The wizards of Beelzebub
predict much of this joining
when the sun rises in three
days time, you will be married.
I rather be dead.
Take them away!
Princess!
Princess, don't despair,
it isn't over yet.
Don't give up.
I won't.
What?
I have an idea.
What is it?
Come here.
There's a little hole
up there, it's small
but I might be able
to get through it.
It must lead
to the roof.
If I can reach to
Grand Master and tell him
what's going on here
perhaps he can help us.
Marco, good idea,
it is worth a try.
I don't think anyone can
make it out of here.
I'm sure I can make it.
I don't know.
It is our only chance.
I won't fail you.
I know you won't.
Go, fast, fast.
Wait.
For luck the ring that
Grand Master gave me,
you hold onto that.
Okay, be careful,
let's go.
One, two, three.
Once my brother descended
and escaped the king's
palace he set off in search
of the Templar Knights.
He broke into
the King's stables,
freed his horse and
raced for the border.
Once again braving the dangers
of the wilderness.
Nicolo rode day and night
to find the Grand Master.
Meanwhile all we
could do is wait.
The night before
the wedding,
Beelzebub the devil
himself arrived.
All is being made
ready as you wished.
And the Princess?
Having her bath.
Mmm, in milk I trust?
Naturally.
What about
the Venetians?
One of them, the small
one, has escaped.
Someone will have
to pay.
Go.
Welcome.
You're part of the
celebration now.
You're going to
be the main dish.
Oh my.
Marco, I don't want
to be the main dish.
Quiet!
Okay, easy,
easy, easy.
(Chuckling)
Bring in the Princess.
Begin.
(Trumpets playing)
♪♪
Go, go!
Move!
Well done, Marco.
Marco!
Boy am I glad
to see you.
We came as
soon as possible.
They've broken through,
destroy them!
You'll never marry
my granddaughter.
You tried to save me.
Will you forgive me?
I do, I do.
Come.
Defeat them!
(Grunting)
Ah, you hurt my head.
Well, what do you know?
Ahh!
Marco!
Good job little brother.
Marco Polo!
Whoa!
Beelzebub said you'll
never leave Armenia alive.
I'm gonna tear you
limb from limb.
When this is over,
you liver's on a stick.
I've seen your best, I don't
think it is good enough.
You really have to learn
to be more hospitable.
Marco, help!
Over here!
Look, what do
we do now?
The Princess is to live,
we have no choice
but to let
them both go.
Ah!
Let her go.
Beelzebub, you and the
Princess are free to leave!
No!
Marco, do as he says!
I won't!
Come on, don't
fail me now.
Yes!
It's over Beelzebub,
you're finished.
I think you are right.
He's gone.
Here, Marco,
take back my ring.
You may have need
of it in the future.
We'll never forget all
you've done for us.
May you find your father,
however far you have
to travel and however
long it takes.
And remember you now share
with the Knights Templar
a common purpose to protect
the weak and innocent.
And rescue
the oppressed.
Good luck to
you Marco Polo.
And to you, Youssef.
Will I see
you again?
Of course you will.
Thank you.
Alhamdulillah,
Princess.
Marco?
Take care.
And now my friend,
I must rest.
Tomorrow we
will continue.
Sounds like dreamed-up
tales to me.
I swear that every word
I have spoken is the truth
and tomorrow I will tell
you of greater dangers,
wilder lands and savage
people, of flaming powders,
of unfathomable riches,
of entire cities
guilded in gold,
and all of this I have
seen with my own eyes.
♪♪
between Genoa and Venice
raged on.
In the military prison in
Genoa, captured soldiers would
pass the hours telling
stories of fierce battles
and brave conquests.
The scribe Rusticello
imprisoned at the time
recorded their words.
One evening a ragged group
of prisoners gathered around
an older man
to hear his story.
It was a tale they
would never forget.
My name is
Marco Polo of Venice.
The city in which I was born
and spent the early years
of my life.
My family thought Venice
was the center of the world,
to its markets came
produce of many lands.
Silks, precious metals
but above all, spices.
It is from here that
my father journeyed forth
when I was but a child
to seek his fortune.
It was a journey from which
he would never return.
From time to time we heard
news of his adventures.
Adventures that took him
as far as the land
of the great
Khan, China.
In the year 1271 in
the month of June,
I was summoned by
my father's bankers
to collect my
inheritance,
but when one has money
there are those anxious
to separate
you from it.
It is here that
my journey begins.
♪♪
(indistinct chatter)
Mister.
Wow, thank you.
Hey.
What the?
My money.
I believe you have
something of mine.
(Crowd cheering)
(crowd booing)
(cheering)
Now, I want
my money back.
Come on.
(Crowd cheering)
Well, you must be
looking for this.
Here.
(cheering & whistling)
(Applause)
Thank you.
(Applause & cheering)
(Marco)
My father had disappeared
when I was very young
but my uncle had seen
a great deal of the world
and of the places my father
had no doubt visited.
What stories
he had to tell.
We shared his
adventures,
myself and my young
brother Nicolo.
Dreaming of the day we too may
visit these wondrous places,
travel through dangerous
lands and face great perils
as we journey to
the ends of the earth.
Perhaps as far
as China itself.
Thus as soon as the chance
presented itself, I was ready.
My uncle was sending me on
my first trade expedition
abroad but
I had other plans.
However far
I had to travel,
I was resolved
to find my father.
Only young Nicolo
guessed my plans.
With the first steps that
led me away from home,
I began to look at everything
differently because I suddenly
realized that I may never see my
birthplace or my family again
but then something amazing
happened and the wonders
of my journey began even before
I left my native Venice.
(Kids screaming)
Oh, my God.
A monster!
(Animal groaning)
(man)
All you're doing is spitting
gung everywhere.
No, I'm going to
send you back.
Now, will you stop
your blabbering.
Would you quit your squealing
you flea-bitten foul-smellin'
mucus-spitting long-legged
walking butcher shop!
You know, quit it
while you're here!
I heard of these
creatures from Persia
but I certainly never
seen them in Venice.
They are camels,
are they not?
They have been known as
that amongst other things.
Get away.
They've been known to breathe
fire at a moments notice
especially when
noisy little rats
don't go,
away, away, away.
Excuse me sir.
Do they carry
much weight?
They might do.
Have you ever
been to Aqrah?
I might have been.
Then how long did you
plan to stay in Venice?
Look, I'm
trying to run
a first class
operation here.
We transport first
class merchandise
of any important people
to the four corners
of the world.
I have no time for small
talk, you hear me?
I have money to rent your
first class operation.
Captain Cornelius Donovan,
former Knight Templar
and owner
of this mighty,
mighty caravan you
see here behind me.
Tell me, did I hear you
say that you had some money?
You did indeed,
shall we chat?
I found myself fascinated
by these strange creatures
as well as the man who
first brought them to Venice.
And so I decided to
travel by caravan.
Now, Captain, you're
sure this beast is safe?
Will ya trust me?
How long will it take
to get to Aqrah?
40, maybe
50 days, depends.
Depends on what?
On the camels.
Rather like my first wives,
they've got temperaments
which are shall we
say unpredictable.
Ah, that's
very comforting.
You do have
the money, don't ya?
Like I said half now and half
when we get to Aqrah
with me in one piece.
Well then, we better
get going soon.
Come on now my privies,
let's be off with this.
(Camel grunting)
Okay.
Oh, oh, Captain...
Captain!
Whoa!
(Crowd laughing)
Captain.
Come on stop your
blabbering, come on now.
Captain, Captain.
Okay.
Don't you worry about
a thing there.
And so I left my native Venice
riding a camel in the company
of one Captain
Cornelius Donovan
a former Templar Knight
now turned caravan master.
We followed trade routes
the old rogue only vaguely
remembered and that's
when he was sober.
I was never sure that we would
actually make it to Aqrah
but I hope that the promise
of more money would get me
there in one piece.
I can't recall much about
those first few days
except the dryness in my
throat and the soreness
of my hind quarters.
And with the endless schemes
the Captain had for getting
rich off his camels.
To this day I can't decide which
caused me more suffering.
Just think
of the money.
I mean if we
do this right
we could have
a whole bloody camel
empire,
you know that.
(Chuckles)
Captain, I already
told you--
I know, I know, I know,
your father and China
but think of all the things
you could buy with the money
you make
in bloody China.
I suppose that's true.
You know something, when
I was a Templar Knight I met
a trader who was traveling
to the east and to tell you
the truth, his looks
and your looks are very,
very similar.
Did he tell
you of his plans?
No, no.
He was an
experienced traveler.
The one thing you learn when
you're trading in foreign
countries, don't keep a loose
tongue in your head.
And being an experienced
traveler myself
I bet my last camel that he
was on his way to Armenia.
Then to
Armenia it is.
(Men clamoring)
Jesus, Mary,
what is this?
What the hell
is going on here?
(man)
This little rat has been
stealing our rations.
Found someone.
What you doing, trying
to steal from me?
No.
I have the mind to cut your
throat you little rat.
Take it easy there,
Captain, I agree with you,
he is a rat but this
particular rat
happens to
be my brother.
Your brother?
Now, I like
you Marco
but I can't
abide freeloaders.
I run a very...
I know, first
class operation.
I suppose we have
to have another chat.
That's right,
another chat.
A chat.
He's just my brother,
he's just a boy.
Your transportation is
being secured but first of all
you have to promise to
do what I say needs doing,
you understand?
A Polo never forgets the
kindness of strangers.
Well, that's a very
good idea, young lad.
First of all you have to
pick up all this camel dong
that's laying around here for
the fires in the morning.
You understand that
now, young lad?
Yeah.
Good.
Good.
I told you, Marco,
wherever you're going
I'm coming with you.
Well, we will talk about
that in the morning.
In the meantime I believe
you have an appointment
with some camel dong.
Do as the
Captain said.
The Nubian slave who helped
Nicolo with the first of his
many unsavory tasks soon
became his best friend
and a surprisingly excellent
teacher for the boy.
For someone who had never been
outside a city before, Nicolo
adapted to the wilderness
like he had been born there.
My eager little brother
readily absorbed everything
the Nubian had
to show him.
And soon became proficient at
a number of survival skills,
but his favorite pastime
was the sling shot
and he would practice
every chance he got.
(Donovan)
Oh, hey!
That's your brother!
After a while the novelty
of riding with the caravan
wore off and life
on top of the camel
became almost routine.
We crossed so many borders that
one country blended into
the next until I had difficulty
judging the great distances
we had travelled.
But then something
always happens
to bring you back.
Careful.
I'll do the
talking, right.
We seek passage
to Aqrah.
As you see, we are
but humble merchants.
There's a tax.
Of course.
How much?
One slave.
That one.
No, no!
Let me tell you boy.
If we try to betray
them in any way
we'll be lucky to get
out of this land alive
let alone
in one piece.
Look over there.
All right now.
Come on, you've all
seen this before.
(Camels groaning)
Captain.
Captain, wake up,
Nicolo's gone.
Oh, my God.
The boy's probably gone
after, after the slave,
that little idiot.
That little idiot
is my brother.
Either you help me find
him right now or I swear
I will snap your neck before
you take another breath.
Now listen to me, if anyone
goes out at this time
at night 'tis madness.
Either the wild animals will
get him or the bandits will.
Now, relax, we'll go after him
in the morning, promise.
(Men snoring)
You're risking
your life for me.
Why?
Because
you're my friend.
(Fire crackling)
I tell you what I'll do,
take the slaves,
search this block over
here from the east.
If nothing happens then
when I reach the top
I'll give you a...
(Nicolo)
Marco!
Thank God.
I don't know whether to
hug you or strangle you.
He saved my life.
Ugh.
How much
for the Nubian?
This one, he's my
favorite and best slave.
He was your
best slave.
You sold
him remember?
My brother has
a point, Captain.
Well, then, nine pieces.
Nine?
Six.
Eight.
Seven.
Done.
Ah, not so fast.
I could use a knife.
Well then you could use
one, use it carefully,
don't cut yourself.
Well, it looks like
you're a free man.
You are indeed.
When we get to Aqrah,
you, you do as you wish.
Aqrah, that's it,
we should be on our way.
Come on now, come on.
♪♪
Look now,
there is Aqrah.
Nicolo, Alexander
the Great was here.
That's right, and people
before him and people after.
How long will
you be staying?
As little time
as possible.
My destination
lies ahead.
Looking for
your father.
Yes.
And I'll go as far as
China itself if I have to.
Will you be going
with him, boy?
Yes, I am.
Oh no, you're not, I have
other plans for you.
As long as it means
heading eastward.
Come on boys,
no arguing.
♪♪
(Middle eastern music)
Okay, good boy.
Well, Captain.
I'm glad this part
of the journey
has come to an end.
It was a long one.
I guess this is
where we part ways.
Now, I got three words of advice
for you for your journey.
Please.
Listen to me
hard will ya?
Never trust anyone.
Yes, I will heed those
words, thank you, be well.
God speed.
And you my friend you
take care of the Captain.
Come here.
She will,
Marco, she will.
Come here pretty thing.
(Camel grunting)
So what are
your plans?
To enjoy freedom.
First, I better help
the captain one last time
before the camel tear
him limb from limb.
I'll never forget
you my friend.
(Animals neighing)
(indistinct chatter)
You watch our things.
I'm going to see if
I can find out where
Ali Ben Hassad lives.
You mean the one
uncle calls a thief?
The very one.
Eyes open,
trust no one.
Right.
(man)
Eh, little foreigner, you
got any gold in those bags?
(Evil laughing)
Ahh!
I hate when people pick
on my little brother.
You taught yourself well
there, little brother.
By watching you.
(Gong)
Who is so foolish
to seek an audience
with my master,
the great Ali Ben Hassad?
My name is Marco Polo of
the Polo family in Venice.
My uncle is a friend
and partner of
Ali Ben Hassad.
Follow me.
Oh great, Ali Ben Hassad
upon whom the faith of Allah
shines so bright.
Please forgive your
most unworthy servant,
of your most deserved
and most needed rest.
Master, we have visitors
who have travelled far to
seek an audience
with your greatness.
I introduce Marco Polo
of the Polo family,
merchants of Venice.
Marco Polo, I was sure
sooner or later someone
of your family
would return.
Welcome to
my humble abode.
Thank you
Ali Ben Hassad,
I bring you greetings
from my uncle.
And this would
be your partner?
This is my brother
Nicolo, and yes,
my trusted
partner as well.
How are
things in Venice?
Oh, the town is rich
and my uncle prospers.
But we hear in Venice that
you too have prospered
and so I was sent
by my uncle to seek
a reckoning of his
partnership with you.
As I respectfully
point out your seal
is attached
by your hand.
It decrees that you are to
pay what is owed upon receipt
of this letter to any
member of the Polo family.
And so, I was
sent to collect.
Certainly, but we talk about
trade tomorrow or later.
Youssef, prepare
food and wine
for our guests,
and some
entertainment.
Of course.
Follow me.
(Belly dancing music)
More wine.
(Bell rings)
You've had enough
little brother.
Why is that?
Because you're
too young.
I was old enough
this afternoon.
Well, that
was different.
Thanks partner.
Senior partner.
(speaking foreign language)
Awaits in your noble
quarter to begin, Master.
Then begin.
Yella.
(claps)
(Women giggling)
A well matched pair.
Would you care
for a wager?
I don't gamble.
Then you're not
a true businessman.
Well, even if
I were to bet
I don't have the
money to spare.
I could
lend you some.
With all due respect,
Ali Ben Hassad,
why would I borrow from the
man who owes my family money?
Would you care to settle
your debt right now?
Enjoy yourself.
We will talk business
in the morning.
That's what I thought.
Let the fight begin.
May the best man win.
(Grunting)
Hsst.
Would you care
for the honor
of finishing the task?
I don't kill
for sport.
And your brother...
fighting is
like trading.
Sometimes you win and
sometimes you lose.
I hope you enjoyed
the entertainment.
It was ah, different.
Youssef will show
you to your room.
I trust that in the morning
you'll keep your promise.
The sooner we conclude
our business the better.
Ali Ben Hassad has
a very interesting way
of entertaining
his dinner guests.
How can someone do
something like that?
Yes, Ali Ben Hassad is very well
known for his extravagance.
Ah, that's been
made clear.
So, sleep well.
Good night.
The key.
Key?
Oh, the key.
But you are in the house
of Ali Ben Hassad,
you are his guests.
You have
nothing to fear.
That may be but
just the same,
I'd like the key.
But sir, I must insist
you cannot, you will not,
this is an insult
to my master, I must.
Thank you.
How long have you
served Ali Ben Hassad?
Most of my life.
Then you know
my father.
Yes, he is
an honest man.
And Ali Ben Hassad?
He is my Master.
But is he
an honest man?
Be careful, lock
your door tonight.
I don't like
this place.
I'm with you, brother.
(Door creaking)
We didn't order
room service.
Marco!
Huh...
Take him.
I guess it's hard to
find good help, Ali Ben.
So, it would appear.
He will not be troubling
you again, I can assure you.
You know you were right,
fighting is like trading.
Sometimes you win and
sometimes you lose.
Sleep well.
Are you all right?
Ah, got me right
there, right there.
Where?
No, of course
I'm all right.
Where is
Ali Ben Hassad?
Ah, he is not here.
Where is he?
He sent word he will
meet you at noon.
Youssef, last night we
had a visitor assassin.
Now, you tried
to warn us, why?
Yasmin.
Your father is a very
good man, Marco.
He saved my life
when I was very little.
You seem to be
a decent person Youssef,
why don't you
leave this place?
Your suggestion is
a very good one, Marco,
there's only
one problem.
I know too much.
Ali Ben would
have me killed.
I should not be talking
with you here,
he has spies
everywhere.
I get the impression
Ali Ben Hassad
will not be paying the
debt he owes my uncle.
He is a snake.
He's very quiet
but oh, so deadly.
I give you my second
warning, my friend.
Beware...
Come with me.
Yes, yes, of course, we have
very very good cheese here,
very strong, the best
in the region.
Come.
Sire.
Oh, ten thousand apologies
worship but as you
instructed oh great Master,
upon whom Allah has heaped
the bounties of beauty,
humility and very good judgment
here are your guests.
Welcome,
come in, come in.
My patience grows short,
Ali Ben Hassad.
I want the money
owed to my family.
There are certain
difficulties.
Trade is very bad.
That's not
what we hear.
I am owed a great deal
of money by a merchant
in Damascus.
Collect the money
and you can keep it.
Thus my debt to your father
and your uncle will be repaid.
In fact I might pay
handsomely for any goods
you might acquire
on the way.
Think of it as
a business opportunity.
And if I were to agree
how would we get there?
I will provide horses
and supplies and as a guide
my own trusted
servant Youssef.
He knows Damascus
well and will
introduce you to the
merchant you seek.
You owe the money, why
should I go to collect it?
Why?
I've always wanted
to see Damascus.
Good, good.
You won't live
to regret it.
That's what
I'm afraid of.
I'm so glad you've agreed
to be reasonable.
As for your goods I will
keep a sharp eye
on them until
you return.
A safe journey
and a safe return.
And good riddance.
(Chuckles)
(slap)
Aye!
I'm sorry, I thought
it was a saddle bag.
Youssef.
Yes, come,
we must go at once.
Ah, why is
the girl here?
I will explain
everything later.
Come, we must go
before Ali Ben Hassad
changes his mind.
(Middle Eastern music)
Marco, now that we've
travelled far enough
I can give you this.
I've taken four
bags of gold
from Ali Ben
Hassad's treasury.
These two are for
the money he owes you,
your father
and your uncle.
And the other two?
Ah, the other
two are for me.
When Ali finds out
what I have done,
my life will
be worth nothing.
And the girl?
The girl?
The girl.
Ah, the girl, umm, the
girl she saw me take
the money
you understand?
She must come
with us otherwise.
Yeah, I know, I know.
All right, Youssef,
what's your plan?
Plan?
You do have
a plan don't you?
Of course, yes.
The plan.
You see, Ali, he never
intended for you to get
as far to Damascus
and in the evening
while you slept,
his men were to attack,
they were to slit your
throats and burn your bodies.
I was then to return to Ali
with news of your death.
He would then send
a message to your uncle
of your murder.
That the money he
owed had been paid to you
and had been stolen
by the bandits.
Youssef.
Yes?
The plan.
Ah, yes, plan, plan.
Marco,
I have friends.
What you know of
the Knights Templar?
Well, we've
only met one.
They are an order which guard
the road to the Holy land.
They protect pilgrims
and punish the wicked.
I know the Grand Master and
I know where they are camped.
I'm sure if we tell
them your story,
he'll be
willing to help us.
But you see the Grand Master
he has no high regards
for Ali Ben Hassad.
All right,
let's get going.
Youssef?
Yes, coming,
coming.
Thanks to Youssef's warning
we abandoned the trip
to Damascus and rode to
find the Templar Knights.
Youssef, despite his shiftiness
was proving to be invaluable.
(Horse neighing)
Youssef?
Good to see you
again, Youssef.
And you, Grand Master.
Where are you bound?
Eastward to China.
It is a long road and
a dangerous one.
We can only escort you
as far as the frontier
of the
Kingdom of Armenia.
We can go no further.
We certainly
appreciate your help,
but I don't want to
cause you any trouble.
What he means to say,
Grand Master,
is we gratefully accept
your offer and happily
take whatever
help you can give.
You see Ali Ben Hassad has
plans to send his soldiers
to murder these two while they
sleep in the forest tonight.
Then let's surprise him
and send a message to Ali.
We'll be happy to help you with
your surprise, however...
Youssef.
Fear not Youssef,
leave that to us.
But come, you must be in
need of food and drink.
And one knows how much you
enjoy your drink, Youssef.
(Fire crackling)
Hey guys.
I'd give my two bags of
gold to see the look
on Ali Ben
Hassad's face.
Holding true to their word,
the Grand Master and his
Templar Knights escorted
us through the wild lands
that lie between
Aqrah and Armenia.
The strange sights we
encountered on our journey
were many, but there is one
that I vividly recall.
It was the precession
of the blind.
Who are they?
Christian prisoners
from the wars
that still wreck the
sand of the holy land.
They're blind.
All but every
fifth man.
By order of
their captor,
they are blinded before
being sent back home.
Every fifth man is spared
the sight of one eye
to guide them
on their way.
That's barbaric.
A custom invented I'm ashamed
to say by ourselves.
Originated by
a Christian monarch named
Richard the Lionhart.
It was thus he dealt
with Muslim prisoners
after the
capture of Aqrah.
Sleep well and
safe my friends.
We take to the road
early in the morning.
Good night.
Good night.
Nicolo, from here on end, this
journey could be very dangerous.
I think it best we find
a way to get home.
No, Marco,
I'm staying.
It isn't safe.
Who knows what
lies ahead?
Another adventure
I hope.
Besides I'm going
to watch your back.
Oh great, now I can
sleep in peace.
You know Marco, I cannot
go home either.
Ali Ben Hassad will have
me killed as well.
Only my death will be
slow and very painful.
Well, it appears as though we'll
be journeying on together.
Yes.
At least we have some money
thanks to Youssef.
(Horse neighing)
Marco, if you
will excuse us.
Yasmin and I are
very tired.
We're going to bed
now, good night.
Good night, Youssef.
(Jasmine giggling)
You know our grandfather
once said that many a man
has been parted from
his money by his lust.
Oh, one day even you
will be tested.
Have you been tested?
Oh, yes, I have
and I failed.
No way.
Yes, I did, just like our
father and his father
before him and his
father before him.
Nicolo, a beautiful
woman has a way
of making a man
do many things.
Why don't you get some
sleep, little brother.
All right,
good night.
Good night.
That a boy.
Good morning, Youssef.
Sleep well?
Oh, yes, thank you,
very soundly.
Where's Yasmin?
Oh, she's gone.
Gone?
Where did she go?
She has an uncle
in Damascus.
It is a long
way to travel.
Does she
have any money?
Oh, yes,
she has money.
Wouldn't be two bags
of gold, would it?
I forgot something
back there.
I'll be right back.
There lies
Armenia, Marco.
Go with great care.
It's ruler grows old
and weak and another
seeks to take
its place.
And in his veins runs the
blood of Atilla the Hun.
Some say that the devil
is believed to be the true
descendent of
Beelzebub himself.
Whose name was
taken for his own.
He seeks to overthrow
the old king and become
the ruler
of all Armenia.
Then the sooner we pass through
this country the better.
Should you encounter
the Knights Templar
again, show
them this ring.
They will then know you are
a friend of the Knights'
or as we were once called
the Poor Knights of Christ
in the temple
of Solomon.
Remember we are sworn to
protect the weak and innocent
and rescue
the oppressed.
Good luck to you, Marco Polo
and may God go with you.
You as well.
♪♪
(Horse neighing)
I don't know about you Marco,
but I don't like it here,
this is an evil place.
Generally, Youssef, I find
your cowardice annoying.
On this particular occasion,
I have to agree with you.
Whoa!
(horses neighing)
Who are you that dare
enter the forbidden land?
We are merchants
on our way to China.
We are unarmed.
Clearly we
come in peace.
All we ask of you is safe
passage through Armenia.
You're my prisoners,
your fate is in the
hands of Beelzebub.
I knew he'd say that.
Silence!
We go!
(clamoring)
(Gong)
(man)
Who dares to
remain standing?
Marco sit.
Marco Polo, merchant trader
of Venice and Nic...
and Nicolo Polo,
his partner.
Do you know who I am?
I have to assume
you're Beelzebub.
Oh, then, you've
heard of me.
Well, everyone's heard
of the devil.
Yes.
And why aren't
you afraid?
It really isn't very
good for business
for people
not to be afraid.
I'm terrified, I just
hide it well.
You better be careful.
I could have you
boiled in oil, hung,
drawn and quartered,
but today,
today I'm in a very,
very good mood.
All we ask for is safe
passage through your land.
No one can enter this land
without my permission.
But since I'm not
an unreasonable man,
I'll think about it.
Take them below.
But don't harm them.
Yet.
Who are you?
Marco Polo, and you?
Marita.
And you are?
Sylvia, the lady in
waiting to the Princess.
Princess?
My grandfather is the
king, the real king.
Then who is Beelzebub?
He's nothing
but a pretender.
My family have ruled this
land for generations.
He intends to marry me
to make his claim to the throne
more legitimate,
but he's a tyrant.
He must never
rule this land.
Well, it appears that you
could use a little help.
Excuse me, Marco, all due
respect to the young
Princess I think we should be
concerned with ourselves.
Youssef.
Yes.
Shut up.
Of course.
Yeah.
There must be
a way out of here.
Don't worry,
I'll find a way.
I hope so.
(Cheering)
You're wanted, come.
Don't worry, Princess, I've got
them right where I want them.
Well, almost right
where I want them.
(Gong)
(Cheering)
(Crowd booing)
This is what I call
the devil's gauntlet.
Simply make it through,
and I shall regard your
request favorably.
And why should
I believe you?
The devil is after all
the father of lies.
Trust me.
And if I make it through
you will let us go?
Yes, of course, but
there is something
that I haven't
told you.
No one has ever
made it through
the devil's
gauntlet alive.
Begin!
(Gong)
No, Marco!
(Booing)
Marco, be careful,
you could get killed.
Marco, be careful.
Marco!
Ahh.
(Crowd booing)
(Booing)
(Booing and cheering)
Kill him!
Look out.
(Booing and cheering)
Ahh.
(Whistles)
Stick around.
Yeah!
I am a man of my word.
You and your friends are
free to enter the land
of Armenia, however,
you do not have permission
to leave and will do
so at your peril.
I can use a man
as brave as you,
Marco Polo, but for
the time being you are
all my guests but
beware, any attempt
to depart this
land will result
in the most
unpleasant punishment.
It can also be
extremely painful.
All this
play hungers me.
Prepare a feast.
(Cheering)
Marco, I can't
believe you made it.
You know, Marco, I had absolute
confidence in your ability.
I knew you could do it.
I only wish they
would had let me fight
in there by
your side, but there...
(laughing)
(gong)
A toast!
To Marco Polo, the only man to
survive the devil's gauntlet.
And who now will serve
Beelzebub, the devil himself.
Argh, Marco, there's
an old saying.
He who dines with the
devil needs a long spoon.
In Venice we have
a saying as well.
He who toasts with the
devil burns his soul.
(Evil laughing)
Where is the
bride to be?
(man)
She's getting dressed
for the occasion.
Ah.
Wedding dress?
Perhaps.
Well, let us eat.
Well, Marco, how do you
like Armenia so far?
Well, I would say that it
has some beautiful sights.
Why are you
in Armenia?
I'm on my way to China,
I'm trying to find my father.
China?
China?
What is this
talk about China?
Marco, you're not
going anywhere
without my permission.
Now, why
don't you eat?
Is the food bad?
Because if it is,
I could have the cook
boiled in
his own soup.
I'm just not hungry.
Oh, thirsty then?
Ah, fill the
lady's goblet.
Fill all the goblets.
(Boisterous laughing)
As the feast continued
we watched Beelzebub
and his people
drink themselves
into a stupor and a plan
began to form.
(Snoring)
Uh, hmm.
Where is everybody?
A party with no...
I have...
I have sung, ah...
I've got a plan.
Sylvia.
Wait, wait a minute.
I'll wait here.
No!
Wake up!
Get up!
Up!
All of you, wake up!
Up!
Get up!
Get up!
You fools!
You let them escape.
Sound the alarm,
saddle up immediately.
We must not lose
the Princess.
Aye, aye, you call
this a shortcut?
(Horn sounding)
What's that?
They sounded
the alarm.
They know we've escaped,
we better move.
(Horn sounding)
Ya ya ya!
Whoa, two groups!
The first follows
their tracks.
The second follows me.
Ride!
You're all right?
I'm a little weak.
You want to rest?
No, no,
they'll find us.
How much
further is it?
It's another day's
walk at least.
What's that sound?
What sound?
(Horses galloping)
Hide.
Go, go, go.
That was close.
Everyone all right?
Yes.
All right, let's go.
Mercy, please help.
What is it?
They're burning
the village.
They are
killing our men.
Our children, they
are being taken away.
Who is doing this?
Beelzebub's men.
They're looking for
Princess Marita.
Take care of
these women.
I'm coming with you.
Youssef?
(Horses neighing)
Let's send these
devils back to hell.
Marco, I have him.
Marco.
Okay children,
you can come out now.
Okay,
everybody here?
Okay.
Let's go back.
Woo woo!
Not only are you their hero,
but you're my hero as well.
(Clears throat)
Marco, excuse me, I don't
mean to interrupt
this lovely moment
but Beelzebub's men
are still after us.
We should go--
you understand?
Youssef's right,
let's go.
(Horse neighing)
Solomon, we need to
see my grandfather now,
we're in danger.
He's not
seeing anybody.
He'll see me,
I'm his granddaughter.
He's not at home.
He is not to
be disturbed.
There are strict
regulations.
He will see me.
It is impossible for
him to see anybody
unless he gives
me the okay.
It is important.
Grandfather.
What happened to you?
You disappeared.
Beelzebub was holding
me as his prisoner,
he wants to marry me.
Yeah, to help
make him finally
the legitimate
ruler of Armenia.
I refused and
managed to escape
with the help
of Marco Polo.
Beelzebub is the
devil incarnate.
His men are murderers,
the people are suffering.
You must call on them to
rise up and destroy him.
It is too late,
my dear, I have no power
and no longer
the will to fight.
I have had other
visitors today.
Princess!
Marco, we're trapped!
Why didn't
you warn us?
Solomon tried to stop you but
you insisted on entering,
it was too late.
What are
your orders?
To hold you here until
Beelzebub arrives.
He's planning a little
wedding ceremony.
Your grandfather will be
giving away the bride.
I'm sorry Marita,
I had no choice.
Grandfather,
how could you?
You'll be a part of
the celebrations.
A very spectacular part.
The wizards of Beelzebub
predict much of this joining
when the sun rises in three
days time, you will be married.
I rather be dead.
Take them away!
Princess!
Princess, don't despair,
it isn't over yet.
Don't give up.
I won't.
What?
I have an idea.
What is it?
Come here.
There's a little hole
up there, it's small
but I might be able
to get through it.
It must lead
to the roof.
If I can reach to
Grand Master and tell him
what's going on here
perhaps he can help us.
Marco, good idea,
it is worth a try.
I don't think anyone can
make it out of here.
I'm sure I can make it.
I don't know.
It is our only chance.
I won't fail you.
I know you won't.
Go, fast, fast.
Wait.
For luck the ring that
Grand Master gave me,
you hold onto that.
Okay, be careful,
let's go.
One, two, three.
Once my brother descended
and escaped the king's
palace he set off in search
of the Templar Knights.
He broke into
the King's stables,
freed his horse and
raced for the border.
Once again braving the dangers
of the wilderness.
Nicolo rode day and night
to find the Grand Master.
Meanwhile all we
could do is wait.
The night before
the wedding,
Beelzebub the devil
himself arrived.
All is being made
ready as you wished.
And the Princess?
Having her bath.
Mmm, in milk I trust?
Naturally.
What about
the Venetians?
One of them, the small
one, has escaped.
Someone will have
to pay.
Go.
Welcome.
You're part of the
celebration now.
You're going to
be the main dish.
Oh my.
Marco, I don't want
to be the main dish.
Quiet!
Okay, easy,
easy, easy.
(Chuckling)
Bring in the Princess.
Begin.
(Trumpets playing)
♪♪
Go, go!
Move!
Well done, Marco.
Marco!
Boy am I glad
to see you.
We came as
soon as possible.
They've broken through,
destroy them!
You'll never marry
my granddaughter.
You tried to save me.
Will you forgive me?
I do, I do.
Come.
Defeat them!
(Grunting)
Ah, you hurt my head.
Well, what do you know?
Ahh!
Marco!
Good job little brother.
Marco Polo!
Whoa!
Beelzebub said you'll
never leave Armenia alive.
I'm gonna tear you
limb from limb.
When this is over,
you liver's on a stick.
I've seen your best, I don't
think it is good enough.
You really have to learn
to be more hospitable.
Marco, help!
Over here!
Look, what do
we do now?
The Princess is to live,
we have no choice
but to let
them both go.
Ah!
Let her go.
Beelzebub, you and the
Princess are free to leave!
No!
Marco, do as he says!
I won't!
Come on, don't
fail me now.
Yes!
It's over Beelzebub,
you're finished.
I think you are right.
He's gone.
Here, Marco,
take back my ring.
You may have need
of it in the future.
We'll never forget all
you've done for us.
May you find your father,
however far you have
to travel and however
long it takes.
And remember you now share
with the Knights Templar
a common purpose to protect
the weak and innocent.
And rescue
the oppressed.
Good luck to
you Marco Polo.
And to you, Youssef.
Will I see
you again?
Of course you will.
Thank you.
Alhamdulillah,
Princess.
Marco?
Take care.
And now my friend,
I must rest.
Tomorrow we
will continue.
Sounds like dreamed-up
tales to me.
I swear that every word
I have spoken is the truth
and tomorrow I will tell
you of greater dangers,
wilder lands and savage
people, of flaming powders,
of unfathomable riches,
of entire cities
guilded in gold,
and all of this I have
seen with my own eyes.
♪♪