KHONSHU: Do you swear to protect the travelers of the night?
MARC: We're dead?
TAWERET: It's the hearts. They aren't full.
STEVEN: Can you send word to Layla? Please, help us free Khonshu.
ARTHUR: Trust me when I tell you there's always one last thing.
LAYLA: We could've handled it together.
That's not really what I do, is it?
Do you think that is sense or nonsense?
ARTHUR: I'm going to do what you could not.
Then when it's finished, and the world is cleansed of abusers,
I want you to remember one thing.
Your torment forged me.
I owe my victory to you.
STEVEN: Marc, you've got this.
But if I'm you, it means I've got this too.
(YELLS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Steven!
(WATER SPLASHING)
I'm sorry it had to be this way, Marc Spector,
Steven Grant,
whoever else might be in there.
Sometimes we need the cold light of death before we can see reality.
(GRUNTS)
Who wants to heal the world?
(RUMBLING)
(ROARS)
LAYLA: Marc. Marc.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SOBS)
(SNIFFLES)
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
(YELLING IN ARABIC)
(IN ENGLISH) It's all right. It's all right.
It's all right. It's all right.
Show me your papers.
-I don't need to show you my papers. -(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)
You need to show us your soul.
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
(MAN CHATTERING OVER RADIO IN ARABIC)
This is the face of a good man.
You don't need this anymore.
(CLATTERS)
Move the bodies out of the way.
Let's go! Clear a path.
SOLDIER 1: (AS TAWERET) Don't do it.
Layla, wait. I am the Goddess Taweret.
SOLDIER 2: (AS TAWERET) Layla,
it's Marc who's telling you to stop.
What the hell is this?
(GROANS)
SOLDIER 2: (AS TAWERET) He's dead.
And I'm talking to you through dead people right now. So what?
Listen, Harrow is too powerful for you to stop him alone.
If Marc...
If he can return to life...
What do you mean, "return to life"?
(GROANS)
He is going to need Khonshu.
Break his ushabti.
It's in the Chamber of the Gods.
And you can be my Avatar.
Marc says wonderful things about you.
No, no, no. I'll fight him on my own.
It's time to go!
The disturbance.
Your Gods felt it too.
But what does it mean?
Someone is trying to release Ammit.
But why?
Harrow.
(RUMBLING)
Come. You won't believe what the Gods have hidden from mankind.
You're judges, not warriors.
This doesn't need to happen.
This was all so avoidable.
(RUMBLING)
(GROWLS SOFTLY)
To whom do I owe my gratitude?
Your humble disciple, my Goddess,
to whom you owe nothing.
Your Scales lack balance.
I understand.
I had hoped my penance might correct my imbalance,
but I see now that's impossible.
I accept the Scales regardless of the outcome.
They lack balance because of what lies ahead of you.
Then we must spare the world the pain I will cause.
I willingly submit.
What lies ahead of you is your service to me.
How may I serve you in death?
Your death is delayed.
I once relied on a servant whose Scales balanced perfectly.
In exchange, I was bound to stone for 2,000 years.
ARTHUR: But I have disciples all over the world
whose Scales balance perfectly, awaiting your command.
They are worthy, my Goddess.
But you are the one who set me free.
You are the Avatar that I need.
Serve me, and you will find peace.
Do not let the pain of the past control you.
As you wish.
(GASPS)
KHONSHU: I do not sense Marc Spector in this world.
He died fighting, no doubt.
Fighting your war.
KHONSHU: And it's far from over.
If Marc is truly gone, I am in need of an Avatar.
Would you, Layla El-Faouly, protect the travelers of the night...
Are you joking?
You turned Marc's life into a waking nightmare.
Why would I ever sign up for that?
KHONSHU: Because you won't win against Harrow and Ammit alone.
I'll take my chances.
Marc was in crisis over you.
His lack of focus got him killed.
You need a plan, little bug. What I offer...
I don't care what you can offer.
Marc didn't trust you.
I don't trust you.
We'll work together without me enslaving myself.
KHONSHU: We must rebind Ammit.
How?
KHONSHU: Only an Avatar can do it.
I said "no."
Let us purify the souls of Cairo and then the world.
Khonshu. Time has been cruel to you.
KHONSHU: Indeed. I cannot allow you to proceed.
There's someone else here. Find who released him.
TAWERET: The Scales are balanced.
Your heart is full.
Your journey is over.
It's so...
quiet.
The peace you've always wanted but never had.
You're manifesting it.
No danger. No loneliness or hurt.
What about Steven?
He's gone, Marc. The Duat has him.
Please enjoy your peace.
We need to go back for him.
It doesn't work like that.
Leave here, and you can't return.
Anyway, you don't need him anymore, Marc.
So I get to go on to eternal peace, and he just...
stays lost in the sand forever?
No, I'm not good with that.
Wait! Think about this!
My path is set, same as anyone's.
I'm here to bring balance.
KHONSHU: You speak of balance, yet you choose him.
Your Avatar is a sinner!
You're jealous of his loyalty.
KHONSHU: Loyalty at what cost?
An empty world for your disciples to inherit?
Don't listen to him. He only wants to keep you bound.
(SIGHS) Steven.
Looking pretty rough, man.
I don't know if you can hear me.
From the moment you arrived,
way back then, we were so young.
You saved me.
I survived because I knew I wasn't alone.
You were always there, alive, full of hope.
And I tried to protect that, and I failed. I couldn't protect you.
(GASPS)
But you didn't abandon me. You didn't abandon me. (SNIFFLES)
And although that field back there was looking...
It was looking pretty good...
There's no way in hell I'm gonna abandon you.
You are the only real superpower...
I ever had.
(STONE SCRAPING)
(GROANING)
Marc.
Steven.
(GRUNTS)
You came back? What the hell's wrong with you?
Well, I did a whole little speech there.
STEVEN: It wasn't that little.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Marc, look. The Gates are open!
Oh, Khonshu, for a God, you are low on faith.
KHONSHU: You'll never learn.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(YELLS)
STEVEN: Oh, bollocks. Come on. Let's go!
-MARC: Come on, let's go. -You can do it! Almost there!
MARC: Yeah.
-I'm slowing us down. Just go. -Come on!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
MARC: Look! TAWARET: Coming through!
Osiris, you old softie!
Now, run!
-(WHOOPS) Hippo! -MARC: Go, go!
Tell me to spare you, and I will.
KHONSHU: I choose obliteration over mercy.
STEVEN: We're almost there! Come on!
(BOTH YELLING)
(WATER SPLASHES)
KHONSHU: Marc?
(GRUNTS)
Khonshu...
KHONSHU: I feel the pain inside of you.
Do you want death, or do you want life?
Do you swear to protect the travelers of the night?
Rise and live again!
(MARC GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
MOON KNIGHT: All right.
Here we go.
Khonshu.
KHONSHU: I knew you'd miss me.
MOON KNIGHT: Layla turned you down, didn't she?
KHONSHU: Ammit has been freed.
I was not strong enough to stop her.
Marc Spector, I need your help.
Ah, just curious about something.
How's this whole new arrangement gonna work then?
KHONSHU: Steven Grant, I was not speaking to you.
Yeah, all right. But we do come as like a package deal now,
so you are gonna have to deal with me.
And we did just save your life, so you're welcome for that.
(KHONSHU GRUMBLES)
But I do think that you should answer my question though.
How's this deal gonna work?
KHONSHU: You would negotiate now, with so much at stake?
(CHUCKLES) Well, we did learn from the best, you silly old bird.
KHONSHU: I will release you both. You have my word.
Mmm. I like the sound of that.
Good. Glad we got that all sorted out.
Now, how the heck are we gonna get to Cairo?
KHONSHU: You forget, little worm,
I am still the God of the Night Sky!
All right, you know what? I think you can take this one, Marc.
KHONSHU: Hurry up, idiots!
(GROWLING)
(GROANS)
Are you the one who released Khonshu?
Yes.
(BOTH PANTING)
Hey! Hey, hey. Hey. How do we stop Ammit?
(WHEEZING)
This chamber is our most powerful place.
From here, we need to imprison Ammit in a mortal form.
(GROANS)
A body instead of a statue.
She'd be vulnerable.
Okay, how do we do it?
We need more Avatars than we have left...
What? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(PANTING) No, no.
Taweret, are you there?
(AS TAWERET) Layla!
I'm so thrilled. We're gonna have so much fun together.
(SHRIEKS)
(GROANING)
(AS TAWERET) Oh!
You've changed your mind.
I would be delighted to accept you as my Avatar.
(AS LAYLA) Okay, okay. Temporary Avatar.
(AS TAWERET) Yes, of course!
Oh, your father is going to be over the moon when he hears.
(GROANS)
(AS LAYLA) My father?
(AS TAWERET) Yes! I met him when I took him to the Field of Reeds.
(GROANS)
(AS LAYLA) What?
(AS TAWERET) Are we doing this or what?
I have a fabulous costume in mind.
(CHANTING IN ANCIENT EGYPTIAN)
(CROWD MURMURING)
Followers of Ammit, judge everyone.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(RUMBLING)
(DRAMATIC MIDDLE EASTERN MUSIC PLAYING)
(CONTINUES CHANTING)
(GROWLS)
(BOTH YELLING)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH STRAINING)
(GROANING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
-(BOTH YELL) -(PEOPLE GASPING)
(BOTH GRUNT)
There is so little difference in what we want for this world.
Why do this dance for the rest of time?
KHONSHU: You know the answer. I only punish those who have chosen evil.
So do I, only I don't give them the satisfaction of committing it.
(KHONSHU GRUNTS)
Be at my side.
(KHONSHU GROANING)
(GROANING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
MOON KNIGHT: Layla?
(GROANS)
Layla.
-Marc. -Oh, baby.
-Thank God you're okay. -How did you get back?
(AS STEVEN) Wow, you look amazing. What are you wearing?
Why fight, knowing you will fail?
KHONSHU: Because it is my choice!
The very thing you take away.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Hey, I'm really jazzed about showing you these new skillsets we have.
All right, show me what you got.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
(GRUNTS)
(KHONSHU GROANS)
(COUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANS)
(EXCLAIMS AND GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(STRAINING)
(WOMAN SPEAKING ARABIC)
(WOMEN SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
(BOTH SPEAKING ARABIC)
(GRUNTS)
(URGING IN ARABIC)
(GRUNTING)
(IN ENGLISH) Come on!
ARTHUR: Had Ammit been allowed to rule,
young Randall's life would've been saved,
your family would've been happy.
She need only remove one weed from the garden.
(GRUNTS) You.
(MOON KNIGHT YELLS)
(GRUNTS)
(YELLS)
(HEARTBEAT THUDDING)
(GROANING)
-(YELLS) -(SCREAMS)
(PANTING)
(STAFF CLATTERS)
That wasn't you, was it, Steven?
(AS STEVEN) Not a chance, mate.
LAYLA: Marc?
(AS MARC) Yeah.
What the hell was that?
I blacked out.
(RUMBLING)
Get Harrow. I know how to stop Ammit.
(GRUNTS)
LAYLA: The power of this room will help us bind Ammit to Harrow's body.
Quick, grab my hand so we can start the spell.
(BOTH CHANTING IN ANCIENT EGYPTIAN)
We could've made this our paradise!
KHONSHU: It's too late, Ammit. You will be destroyed.
(GROWLS)
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
(ROARS)
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
(AS AMMIT) You can never contain me.
I'll never stop.
(GRUNTS)
KHONSHU: Finish it,
and leave neither of them alive.
While he lives, so too does she.
I have to finish this. If not, I'll never be free.
Marc!
You have a choice. You are free.
KHONSHU: The choice is vengeance.
We cannot take the chance that Ammit finds a way out.
She will kill again.
Now you sound just like her.
You want them dead...
Do it yourself.
Now, release us.
KHONSHU: As you wish.
(EXHALES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(AS STEVEN) So what, this is what reality looks like?
The imagination is very real.
This chair, desk, the light
were all first created in the imagination.
But do you believe that Khonshu and Ammit are real?
Do I? No.
(AS MARC) And what if we disagree, Doc?
Marc...
What if we believe something different?
Then our work here continues.
(AS STEVEN) For how long?
DR. HARROW: For as long as a piece of string.
(AS MARC) Hey, you see that, don't you?
(AS STEVEN) Oh, yeah, I see it. I see it.
Why am I bleeding?
Yeah, I don't think you know as much as you think you do.
(AS MARC) And while it is tempting to accept your diagnosis, Doc...
(AS STEVEN) We'd rather go save the world.
Laters, gators.
(60'S POP MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Steven? You there?
(AS STEVEN) Mmm.
Can't believe it worked.
(AS MARC) I can't believe you live in this fricking mess.
(GASPS AND GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(COUGHS)
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA)
ARTHUR: Sand.
Oh, time for bed.
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
NURSE: I beg your pardon?
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(MAN WHISTLING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(LAUGHS)
Khonshu.
You can't hurt us.
KHONSHU: Yeah. You wanna know something?
Marc Spector truly believed that after he and I parted ways,
I wanted his wife to be my Avatar.
Why would I ever need anybody else
when he has no idea how troubled he truly is?
Meet my friend, Jake Lockley.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
ARTHUR: Wait.
(ARTHUR GROANING)