Mummies (Momias)

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Egypt. A land of mystery, intrigue and rich history.

Today I, the world-renowned archeologist,

Lord Sylvester Carnaby,

present to you...

Hold on.

-Mummy, I'm... -Sylvester!

-I can't talk. -Where have you been?

I haven't heard a peep from you.

Listen, I can't talk right now, I have a date with...

A date? Oh, my God.

-No, a date with history! -At last!

I bet she's pretty.

-Oh, dear. -And wealthy, too...

Oh, I'm losing you...

Oh, terrible signal...

-Hello! Hello! Hel- -Oh, drat!

On the other side of this door, lies the tomb of Princess Nefer.

No, it can't be.

Wow!

'Wow'?

It's empty!

The Mummy isn't here.

-Let me see! -No!

-Get back. -I got next!

-You're always like this. -No, you!

You and your grasping arms...

-What's this? Look. -Stop it!

-Look at this. -Ha-hah!

Oh! Lord Carnaby.

It seems to speak of...

-Hello? -A bridge...

Can someone let me out, please? I don't like it in here.

From the world of the living to the afterlife.

A doorway of sorts to... a city!

A city where the mummies reside in the afterlife.

A world of mummies... under the earth.

What...?

You two. Get the equipment.

Oh!

I've found something!

Huh?

Thank you. I love you too.

With love... Thut the Charioteer.

Can I?

Sure. Oh!

Why did you stop racing? You're so young.

Oh, you know, I just want to give others a chance to win.

Why haven't you found that special girl

to settle down with? Hmm?

Well, marriage is forever and us mummies live forever,

so I think... not for me.

-You rock! -Whoo-hoo!

-Hey, Thut! -We love you, Thut!

What you doing, little brother?

Thut's big return!

You saw all the fans you still have at the papyrus shop.

No! I can't.

Yes, you can. You're the champ!

I was the champ. Not anymore.

I can't go back.

Just go home, Sekhem. I'll get us some food.

Oh! There you go, my friend.

-See you next week. -Yeah, see you next week.

Huh?

-Stop, madam! -Oh!

Oh!

Oh, you're very kind.

My basket!

No worries! I got it.

Don't you know to look first, before crossing the street?

Don't you see people crossing?

You had to stop! I was first.

I was the one crossing first! You had to stop.

Next time, look first!

Hyah!

They'll give anyone a driving papyrus these days.

Mm?

Here we are. Don't forget your basket.

Oh, thank you very much.

Always, always the same.

This city's nice But it's underground

I've lost the music In all this sound

Day after day With no hint of a change

The monotony's Wearing me down

Thousands of years Of the same old song

And they expect me To sing along

I'm eager to hear Any new melody

Could a good dancing rhythm Be wrong

So I will rise Beyond this tomb

Where I can shine And be made new

Where I can thrive Under the sun

A place to call my home

Open my eyes Singing my song

Staying awake But dreaming on

Living a life that is my own

A thousand years from now

Ahem!

Princess, where have you been?

Oh, um... I... I needed some fresh air.

Oh, Ra be merciful!

Usi, this place hasn't changed in thousands of years.

We need change.

What would your father say if he hears you singing?

You will soon be named

the official successor of the Pharaoh.

Singing is for entertainers, not for the rulers of our world.

-Shh! You can't tell him! -Mm...

All right.

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!

The last thing we need is to make your father suspicious.

Suspicious of what?

Dad! Of, um... Well, uh...

Her new suitor.

My... new suitor?

Mm. Did you forget?

Um...

Today, my daughter, the Phoenix Bird,

guided by Hathor, the Goddess of Love,

will choose your future husband.

Today? Uh, what do you mean, today?

That was not in my schedule. Where is my schedule, please?

Dad! Sorry, sorry, I mean, Great Pharaoh.

I need at least a hundred more years

before I get engaged!

What if... What if I don't like him?

What if we don't get along? What if...

Father, I am not having a bird decide who I marry.

You know what? I don't want to get married!

It isn't just any bird! It's a Phoenix Bird.

Sent by the Goddess of Love herself!

Dad, come on.

The two thousands are the new one thousands.

So, I'm still pretty young.

I have other priorities in my life.

Priorities?

Being a princess, that is your duty!

And that includes marriage.

I know you are nervous, but you will see,

the Goddess has someone handsome and exciting in mind for you.

The Goddess Hathor

shall guide the majestic Phoenix through our kingdom.

Let us open the Stargate for the Phoenix!

Aww!

Oh! Uh...

Sorry. Wrong recipe.

Now, glorious Phoenix!

Take flight!

We await your destiny.

-Watch out! -Hey!

The Great Sekhem, the undefeated boomer...

Uh...

boomerang, uh... boomerang guy!

Mmm...

Ooh! Looks like it found someone.

Huh?

Oh, false alarm.

Ah-ha!

Oh, no.

-The Phoenix Bird has chosen! -Are you sure?

It swooped down towards a house.

Ow!

Huh!

Hmm...

Sorry, signing was from five to seven.

Uh, uh... So... excuse me, where are we going?

Do you... do you know who I am?

Hello? Hello? Am I talking to myself here?

Could you please put me down?

What is it the...?

-I don't believe it. Him? -I don't mean to be rude,

but could somebody please tell me...

Pharaoh!

Rise, young man.

I know you.

You are Thut the Charioteer, yes?

Ex-charioteer, Your Majesty.

An ex-charioteer?

I have to marry a guy whose only talent

is riding around in a circle?

Young Thut.

Today is a joyous day indeed, for the Goddess has chosen you.

Thanks. Cheers. Thank you.

In seven days, you shall wed the Princess Nefer!

Wed? Hold on. As in marry?

We've never even met.

The crazy driver!

Sorry. This is crazy. Marry the princess?

This is a lot.

I mean, so many things to consider.

Like, are we compatible?

And that I'm allergic to marriage.

Diagnosed, in fact. Ah-choo! Ah-choo!

He's right, Dad, he's right!

Sorry, I mean, um, Great Pharaoh.

If you go against the Goddess' wishes,

they will cut out your tongue and pluck out your eyes.

Both eyes?