King Haroak:
[Middle Eastern music plays in the background as King Haroak approaches his queen]
You are looking as beautiful as ever.
Queen:
And you're still the quintessential flatterer.
King Haroak:
We haven't been in this place... together... for how long?
Queen:
Ten years.
King Haroak:
At least. You, uh... wanted to see me? Why?
Queen:
I felt I should lend my support.
King Haroak:
That's very considerate of you.
Queen:
I believe one of the ransom conditions is that you abdicate your throne.
King Haroak:
Yes.
Queen:
You'd do that?
King Haroak:
It's possible... as long as my successor is not an army man.
Queen:
Well, I'm here if you need me.
[King Haroak kisses the queen's hand]
King Haroak:
I won't forget that.
[King Haroak leaves the room]
Uncle Idris:
[from the bedroom]
Obviously doesn't have much faith in the military.
Queen:
That's just his way of saying that he knows we're sleeping together.
Uncle Idris:
You think that's all he knows?
Queen:
Mm-hmm... or by now, you'd be soup for my supper.
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