Tardos Mors:
Dejah, ever since you were a little girl, you've always met the expectations placed on you. It's Sab's terms.
Dejah Thoris:
What are they?
Tardos Mors:
He will spare Helium, if you accept his hand in marriage.
Dejah Thoris:
No! He is a monster! You must refuse him!
Tardos Mors:
He's already on his way here.
Dejah Thoris:
But all of my work! I just need a little more time!
Tardos Mors:
Dejah.
Dejah Thoris:
How can you...? You can't just bow down to Zodanga!
Tardos Mors:
A wedding will save the city!
Dejah Thoris:
Perhaps! But it could lose you Barsoom!
Tardos Mors:
Dejah!
Dejah Thoris:
With no one to stop Zodanga it will be the beginning of the end!
Tardos Mors:
We do not... we do not have the luxury.
Dejah Thoris:
[shouting]
You are the Jeddak of Helium! You must find another way!
Tardos Mors:
[shouting]
There is no other way!
[Dejah looks away from Tardos]
Tardos Mors:
If there were, I would risk anything to cease it. This is the chance we have been given. Perhaps it is the will of the Goddess.
Dejah Thoris:
No. It is your will. When I was little and we would look up at the stars, and you would tell me of the heroes whose glory was written in the sky. How there was a star up there for me. Is this what you imagined would be written on it?
Tardos Mors:
[before Tardos answers her Kantos enters with his men]
Kantos Kan:
My Jeddak, Sab Than's Corsair approaches the city. They signal for permission to land.
Tardos Mors:
Grant it.
[Dejah turns away from Tardos in disappointment and sadness]
Tardos Mors:
And let us prepare ourselves for a wedding.
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