dies in the palace -
- Without a command
from the Emperor.
Hail Ming.
You obey...
Or you sacrifice your daughter.
Hail Ming.
Now the tributes from Ardentia.
Your Majesty,
we, the people of Ardentia. -
- Have suffered
since you blasted our kingdom.
I can offer you nothing
except my loyalty.
Prince Thun,
we prize nothing more highly.
- And how great is this loyalty?
- Without measure.
We are delighted to hear it.
Fall on your sword.
Show us this loyalty.
Throw yourself onto your sword.
May this deed of Prince Thun be an
example to all the kingdoms of Mongo.
Death to Ming!
- This Ming's a psycho.
{y:i}- This Ming is a psycho.{y}
- Who said that?
{y:i}- The fair-haired prisoner.{y}
Come along, Fellini.
Remember me?
- Who are you?
- Flash Gordon. Quarterback.
Dale Arden, Your Highness.
Live and let live, that's my motto.
I'm Hans Zarkov. I kidnapped them
in an effort to save our planet Earth.
An obscure body, which has given you
so much amusement recently.
We're only interested in friendship.
Why do you attack us?
Why not?
Pathetic earthlings.
Hurling your bodies into the void. -
- Without an inkling of
who or what is out here.
If you knew anything about
the Universe, you'd hide from it.
Come closer.
Not you!
- You. Let us see you.
- No.
- Dale!
- Don't.
- Did you ever see such response?
- No. Truly.
She even rivals your daughter.
- What happened?
- Don't know, but it was sensational.
Remove the Earth woman.
Prepare her for our pleasure.
Forget it, Ming. Dale's with me.
- Stay back!
- Don't, Flash, they'll kill you.
I'll go with them, just...
You...!
Klytus!
Are your men on the right pills?
Maybe you should execute
their trainer.
Come here!
You fools. He's playing some
barbaric game. Match him, like this.
- Forty one! Forty two!
- Go, Flash, go.
Go, Flash, go!
Don't kill him yet, Father.
I want him.
Give him to me.
What would Prince Barin say?
I can handle Barin.
Please...
Really, Aura. Your appetites
are too dangerous. I refuse.
Guards! Deliver the scientist
to General Klytus for conditioning.
This one has defied us
before our subjects.
We order him disposed of tonight
by public execution.
{y:i}This is a public announcement.
{y:i}Flash Gordon is to be executed -{y}
{y:i}- at 29.15 Mingo mean time.{y}
Fly back to your kingdom.
You may see me sooner than you think.
- Lying bitch.
- I'll come.
If you rocket there right away.
I've a surprise for you.
- Don't you love me?
- I don't trust you.
Just be there.
I demand to see the Governor.
I can hardly breathe in this thing.
Yes, you don't look well. And I'm told
you refused your final meal.
- The chef will be upset.
- Tell him to go to hell!
Gas works more quickly
on an empty stomach. Any requests?
- Let me see Dale right away.
- Oh, dear. How pathetic.
Yes, I anticipated that.
Bring in the Emperor's concubine.
- Oh, my God!
- I said I want to see her!
You have until the sands run out.
Pathetic...
You look great.
No kidding, you look great.
It's the eye make-up. I hope
I remember the trick when I wake up.
That's exactly
what I was gonna tell you.
This isn't happening.
It's just a bad dream.
I agree completely.
We'll wake up any minute
in Dark Harbor and laugh about this.
Only, next time I'll walk over
and talk to you.
- Promise?
- Cross my heart and hope to...
- I really will talk to you, Dale.
- What if we're wrong?
- What if it isn't a dream?
- You'll find Zarkov, save the Earth.
He'll get you home in the capsule.
Don't think of me, think of...
Don't look at it.
It won't turn over...
It won't turn over.
Did you enjoy yourselves on Sybaria?
I hear you flew the Doctor there.
Klytus kindly fed me the information.
He wants me himself. His agents
are always making up lies about me.
Look!
Water is leaking from her eyes.
It's what they call tears,
a sign of their weakness.
This will help you on your way.
Flash!
FLASH GORDON -
EARTHLING