The Prince of Egypt: The Musical

- Ah... - Mud!

Sand!

Water!

Straw!

- Faster! - Oh!

Mud! And lift!

Sand! And pull!

Water! And raise up!

Straw! Faster!

With the sting of the whip On my shoulder

No!

No!

Deliver us

What is that?

How beautiful he is!

The gods have smiled on him.

And on me.

But, Your Highness,

this is the sort of basket the slaves make.

The baby must be Hebrew.

- We should place it... - No!

Don't you dare question my reasons.

Just know that I have them.

Say nothing about this.

We must find a good name for you.

Moses, Your Majesty.

Moses?

- What does that mean? - Deliverance.

Ramses, meet your new brother...

Moses.

- -

Moses, I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

The last time we tried one of your crazy dares, we almost lost...

Are you backing out? If you're too scared...

No.

- No. I'm in. -

All right, Ramses. So, we race our chariots down the edge of the cliff

and around the marketplace.

No, through the marketplace. That's faster.

All right. Through the market and the Temple of...

Ptah!

- Yeah. - Wait, the temple?

- But the High Priest will be there. - That's the best part.

Can you imagine the look on Hotep's face?

Of course, if you're scared of a crabby little priest...

First through the royal gate wins.

All right, Ramses. On the word "dust."

Dust?

As in "eat... my...

dust!

Hey!

Hyah!

We've left the marketplace in ruins!

Next target, the temple!

Maybe we'll be lucky and Hotep won't be there.

Woo! I'm counting on him being there!

Praise to Ptah

Praise to Ptah

Whoa!

I won!

- -

I cannot imagine two more disgraceful

disrespectful sons!

Do you have any excuse for this behavior?

Father, I didn't think it would be...

Precisely. You didn't think.

Again.

Father, it was entirely my idea.

Ramses was against it,

but I was the one who talked him into doing it.

I see.

Spoken like a true Prince of Egypt.

At least Moses is taking responsibility for his actions.

Well, it was my idea to race our chariots through the marketplace!

You destroyed the marketplace as well?

Oh, um, just a couple of stalls.

The Temple of Ptah will require months of repair.

I have tried to teach the royal princes respect for the gods

but this, well, this sacrilege!

I fear I have failed you, my Pharaoh.

High Priest, both royal princes have often told me

how much they value your lessons.

Isn't that so, boys?

- Huh? - Yes, we do.

So much.

Ramses, look around you

at the statues of the great Pharaohs of the past.

Do you ever want to join their company?

It is the Pharaoh's duty to preserve the divine plan.

If the crown prince is unable to live up to that duty, then...

High Priest, if either of the princes causes trouble again

there will be swift and severe punishment.

I give you my royal promise.

Your Majesty.

Young princes.

Old priest.

Thank you, High Priest.

The boys and I always enjoy your visits.

You have no idea how much trouble you've caused me.

Father, I understand the favor of the priests is important, but Hotep...

No, Ramses, I don't think you do understand.

Our dynasty is young.

My father and I fought together for years to take the throne

and we wouldn't have succeeded without Hotep's support.

Since then...

I have forged a chain of alliances

with the army, the noble families

and above all, the priests.