(General Duval) Now, Captain Luke
Your splendid service as an interpreter is appreciated
but when you try to tell me stories of
mesmerism, occultism, men without souls
or of supermen, capable of annihilating armies of trained men
you make me wonder if you are sane.
General...
I dare say
I failed in my presentation of the facts-
No, not facts.
The ravings of a mad Cambodian priest.
No, Luke. Too fantastic.
Read that back.
? [Unclear]
I wish I could believe in your "robots".
I could use several regiments of them right now.
That's all.
You don't have to tell me to play along
I can read your emotions in your face as easily as ? [unclear]
Try and find a language in which to convince General Duval
No, the chances are, you apologized,
stammered,
he barked, you retreated without firing a shot.
I wish I had your assurance.
That faculty of knowing your objective and driving straight at it. [?]
It's simple.
Just impress the other person ? [unclear]
Something called ? [unclear]
Oh yes. I like the American phrase better -
"intestinal fortitude".
Don't rub it in.
Well, someone should!
You know, I admire your knowledge, and you envy my ego.
I'll take half your knowledge, and you take half my ego,
and we'll have two smart men!
How much of this high priest story do you believe?
Oh I think there is something to black magic, [?]
call it superstition if you want, I don't know,
but I don't believe that you can turn human beings into automatons,
or as you call them, "zombies".
You believe in mental telepathy?
There might be something to it.
The science does! It's an established fact, Cliff,
that in the Orient, the last of an ancient race
labour for the laws of telepathy [?]
so their knowledge, their rituals, they're guarded
by just such priests as this man here.
All right, I'll buy your ? [unclear]
but I'll not buy you a robot [?]
Now look, Cliff,
Tsiang here comes from the Han court
where according to their legends,
Angkor was built for these robots
thousands of tireless, feelingless human machine [?]
-yes, yes, I know, and they call them "zombies"-
-controlled and directed mentally by their Priest-King-
-yet Tsiang here is the last descendant of that Priest-King,
and the only man alive who knows the secret of the zombies.
Tsiang, ? [unclear - Spoken in khmer?]
? [unclear - Spoken in khmer?]
I don't believe a word of it!
He says that- he says that
the General keeps his ear to the ground
like- like- like- the ears of a corpse,
but he will not listen to the words of wisdom.
What do you wanna do, get the General a ?[unclear] phone?
? [unclear - Spoken in khmer?]
Tsiang still insists that God says he must create zombie soldiers. [?]
He says he'll show us how a handful of zombies
can take an entire enemy trench.