Mortal Kombat: Conquest

Announcer:
In each of us there burns the soul of a warrior. In every generation, a few are chosen to prove it. Centuries ago, in a time of darkness and fury, that fate befell three strangers: a monk, Kung Lao... an exiled guard, Siro... and a thief, Taja, who have to defend our Earthrealm from the forces of Outworld by fighting for their lives by fighting for their honor and by fighting for their realm in a tournament called... Mortal Kombat.

Vorpax:
What are you doing here?

Reptile:
Claiming what's mine.

Shang Tsung:
His? What does he have to do with you?

Vorpax:
Nothing. His dealing were with Kreeya. As I'm sure you know, she's dead.

Reptile:
I don't care who sits on the throne beside me after Shao Kahn falls. But I will have what is owed to me.

Vorpax:
Kreeya's promise died with her. I owe you nothing, Reptile. I've chosen Shang Tsung.

Reptile:
One of Shao Kahn's prisoners over the ruler of Zaterra?

Shang Tsung:
I was at Shao Kahn's side when he conquered your realm. I will be at her side this time.

Reptile:
You'll be at my feet, dead!

Taja:
[tosses Siro food] Here. That wiped us out, you know.

Siro:
Like you wiped out the monks?

Taja:
I took some food to nourish us on the trip, okay?

Siro:
Yeah, right.

[Kung Lao walks by]

Siro:
Do you believe this? She stole food from the monks.

Taja:
Well, you're eating it, aren't you?

Kung Lao:
It's all right. The monks are generous. They would've wanted us to have it anyway.

[leaves]

Siro:
[to Taja] Asking the monks would have been nice.

Taja:
Not cramming every scrap into your mouth would've been nice.

Taja:
[walks into trading post and finds a mess] What a mess. Thieves. I've had a home for one day and already someone's broken in.

Rayden:
So talk.

Kung Lao:
Where have you been?

Rayden:
Living my life. How about you?

Kung Lao:
This is serious. I called and you didn't come.

Rayden:
What's it been, five minutes? What'd you expect, call and get instant god?

Kung Lao:
Okay, since you're so eager to helep, what do I do?

Raiden:
I'd kick the hell out of 'em myself, but I'm a god, I can do that sort of thing.

Taja:
Hey, you're back. How was your friend's wedding?

Siro:
One of the best funerals I've ever been to.

Siro:
Take it easy, Taja. It wasn't us.

Taja:
I know, but...

Kung Lao:
It's just an illusion, remember?

Taja:
Still. We gotta burn these things, right, Siro? Siro?

Siro:
Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. Burn them.

Taja:
Reptile. That's who Kreeya's ally is. The ones who killed Tomas.

Kung Lao:
Siro needs a doctor. We have to take him home.

Taja:
With them?

Kung Lao:
Yes. Come on, Taja.

Taja:
Am I the only one here not getting this here? Kiri, Ankha, Noob Saibot? Ring any bells?

Siro:
For God sakes, you want to kill us? What if those sparks hit the table?

Ankha:
No more table.

Taja:
You're out of your mind.

Ankha:
Taja, you never had any fun, do you?

Taja:
Fun would be ripping every hair out of your head.

Kiri:
Hmm. Maybe she could be fun, Ankha.

Reptile:
Do you hear a woman's voice now? Die!

Taja:
You wanted to interrogate him?

Kung Lao:
That was the plan.

Taja:
It was a damn stupid one. How do you question someone that spits acid? You gag him so he doesn't spit, but then he can't talk. You let him talk and he melts your face off. So, now, which way were you planning to go with that?

Taja:
How do you do it? How do you think clearly through rage?

Kung Lao:
There's no way you can make it disappear, I know that.

Taja:
So, what do you do?

Kung Lao:
Struggle with it, all the time. I try to put the hate aside, postpone the rage. I push it away for the moment, knowing that afterwards I can bring it back, like a reward after a battle.

Taja:
Does it work?

Kung Lao:
Sometimes. Sometimes not.

Taja:
Thank goodness you were here so I didn't alienate the customers.

Siro:
He's an ass.

Taja:
Yup. Typical man. Convinced he's superior because he's hairier.

Taja:
I'm telling you, if women ran the world, we would not have the problems we have.

Siro:
No. We would have a different set. Right?

Kung Lao:
Okay, here's what I think. Women are just a capable as men.

Taja:
See?

Kung Lao:
And that includes being just as capable of screwing things up.

Rayden:
Or at least shaking things up.

Kung Lao:
Come on, Siro, anybody would've had trouble out there today.

Siro:
Anybody?

Kung Lao:
What, you mean me?

Siro:
Oh, you heard them, "Mortal Kombat champion".

Kung Lao:
Believe me, I lost plenty of fights while I was training.

Siro:
Now, what happened to me, it wasn't training.

Kung Lao:
Maybe training's the problem. If you don't want to lose any more fights, why didn't you work harder?

Siro:
You watch it, Kung Lao. I haven't exactly been sitting on my ass all these years.

Kung Lao:
You work hard. Maybe you just need a little more focus. Concentration. Fighting's as much thinking as it is doing.

Siro:
All your focus and concentration didn't help save Jen, did it?

Kung Lao:
Damn you, Siro. Even if you ever learn to ask someone for help, don't bother calling me.

Siro:
Don't worry. I don't need your help.

Taja:
I heard the fight. Why the hell didn't you call for me? God, Siro, are you ever going to learn? Come on, let's go. Who knows what else is down here.

Siro:
Do you feel anything?

Taja:
Yeah. Fear, panic, loathing...

Siro:
No, I mean in your body.

Taja:
What?

Siro:
*You're* the one who killed the two warriors. Did their powers go into you? Are you're stronger like Kiri said?

Taja:
Of course not. It was all crock.

Siro:
Those were for real. Are you sure you don't feel anything?

Taja:
Yeah, I feel weak-kneed from being scared out of my mind. Now, come on, let's go.

Noob Saibot:
The time and place of your death will be of my choosing. But know this, you will die.

Noob Saibot:
Kung Lao!

Kung Lao:
Who are you?

Noob Saibot:
Your executioner.

Raiden:
Okay. There's a story in here somewhere.

Kung Lao:
We got into it yesterday?

Raiden:
Into it?

Kung Lao:
He did something stupid.

Raiden:
Great. I love it. Tell me.

Kung Lao:
He was attacked by four men, and instead of calling for help, he almost gets himself killed.

Raiden:
Almost? What a pity. Oh, nothing against Siro, it's just that, um, stories are always better when someone gets killed.

Siro:
Do you think we can keep this whole thing to ourselves? I don't want to get into it again with Kung Lao again.

Taja:
Tell you what. I won't say a word, if you get rid of those clothes, they reek.

Siro:
I'll burn them in the morning.

Noob Saibot:
A new trifle of yours.

Kiri:
As I said, we have no secrets.

Noob Saibot:
It was you that sent the two guards that killed the general's guards.

Kiri:
Who else?

Noob Saibot:
And if Shao Kahn learns you've betrayed him...

Kiri:
But I haven't. The Emperor has given me a task, one that we can complete together.

Noob Saibot:
You still serve him even though he has banished me from Outworld and forced me to live in that black hell?

Kiri:
He does tolerate failure. Nor do I.

Noob Saibot:
I have never failed you.

Kiri:
On the contrary, you have served me well... in many ways.

Ankha:
Who hasn't served you?

Kiri:
Now, now, he is an old friend. Who I need now. That is why I sent the mortals to defeat the warriors guarding you.

Noob Saibot:
I have traded one prison for another. The Emperor will kill me if I try to return to my realm.

Kiri:
No. Earn his favor, return a hero.

Noob Saibot:
How so?

Kiri:
Kill one man and Shao Kahn will be in your debt.

Noob Saibot:
A mortal?

Kiri:
Yes.

Noob Saibot:
Done.

Kiri:
Do not underestimate your challenges. Others have failed.

Noob Saibot:
No human is my equal.

Kiri:
Hmm. Few of any realm are.

Noob Saibot:
What is his name?

Kiri:
Kung Lao. When he is dead... perhaps we can celebrate.

Siro:
What the hell were you doing down there?

Kung Lao:
Us? We were looking for you.

Taja:
When you disappeared, I thought for sure you'd run off half-cocked again.

Siro:
What? Do you think I'm nuts? Both of you guys screaming at me about my stupid pride, telling me not to be afraid to ask for help. When I realized Kiri was behind this, I went back to the Trading Post, so the three of us could go after that thing. Hey. I learned my lesson.

Kung Lao:
Did you say you know him? You know this thing?

Rayden:
His name's Noob Saibot He's from a distant realm.

Taja:
Isn't everyone nowadays?

Rayden:
Shao Kahn banished him. Even I didn't know he was in Earthrealm.

Siro:
What is he?

Rayden:
A ninja, with amazing powers.

Taja:
Correction, a dead ninja.

Rayden:
You're certain of that?

Taja:
Well, he has to be. He blew up in flames. Nothing could survive that.

Rayden:
Pray you're right.

Waitress:
Siro, always so polite.

Taja:
You know, you are always so pretty polite.

Siro:
Way I was raised. Besides, it helps with the ladies. Women love it.

Taja:
Gee, thanks for the tip.

Vorpax:
Do you really think he'll let you keep that face? There is no room in the palace for two Prince Kitanas.

Mileena:
Well, maybe I'll replace the b*tch as Princess.

Kung Lao:
I thought she was Kitana.

Rayden:
Well, of course you did. She was perfect. Except maybe for the fangs, the bulging forehead...

Kung Lao:
Stop it, okay?

Rayden:
And that lizard skin.

Kung Lao:
Damn it, Rayden, I didn't know.

Rayden:
Yeah, but when you found out, whew! Talk about rolling over in the morning after a bad night at the tavern.

Rayden:
Kung Lao, one more thing, it's important. Exactly how long were her front teeth?

Siro:
Sub-Zero?

Kung Lao:
He disappeared. What about the ones you chased?

Siro:
Two less Lin Kueis to worry about.

Rayden:
[appears out of thin air] There's plenty more where they came from.

Taja:
Yeah, and I'd like to see 'em all dead.

Kung Lao:
Anything else you'd like?

Rayden:
Tall blonde and a couple of weeks off. But I suppose that's not gonna happen, especially now.

Kung Lao:
I don't know if we can stand against the both of them together.

Taja:
Stand? We don't stand a chance against those two. We've got to get out of here now.

Siro:
And go where?

Taja:
At this point, I don't really care.

Siro:
We get our hands on every weapon we can and fight.

Kung Lao:
But I still don't think we can beat them.

Rayden:
You like the alternative?

Taja:
Damn it, Rayden. Would you stop being the bearer of doom and help us out here?

Taja:
Drop in and screw up our lives again soon.

Rayden:
Classic case of kill the messenger.

Rayden:
You're going to meet Sub-Zero's family.

Kung Lao:
Yeah. Like you said, get to know the enemy.

Rayden:
Well, that's good, the world is about to drop in on your head and you're going off to meet Mommy and Daddy. You think they'll convince their son not to turn you into an ice ball?

Kung Lao:
No.

Rayden:
Good answer, because you're up to your armpits in trouble, pal.

Kung Lao:
Yeah, I know.

Rayden:
Sub-Zero *and* Scorpion.

Kung Lao:
Got it.

Rayden:
On a scale of one to ten, ten being the most trouble, you're an eleven.

Kung Lao:
Is that why you came here? To remind me how truly hideous things are?

Rayden:
Pretty much.

Kung Lao:
You need to get a hobby or something.

Rayden:
Have one. It's you.

Kung Lao:
Lucky me.

Rayden:
Glad you appreciate it. Give my love to the Zeros.

Peron:
[after stabbing Sub-Zero's sister] Message sent.

[appears out of nowhere and grabs Peron by the throat]

Sub-Zero:
One message for another.

[freezes her]

Father:
They came that night, years ago. They took my son. But you know that, don't you? Is that monster my son?

Kung Lao:
Your son was good.

Grand Master #1:
Answer the charge, have you betrayed is and joined Kung Lao?

Sub-Zero:
I owed him a debt, which is now paid.

Grand Master #1:
What debt?

Sub-Zero:
The family Scorpion attacked, that Kung Lao saved, that family was mine.

Grand Master #1:
Yours? Your family? It is the Lin Kuei who housed you, fed you, clothed you. We protected you and trained you. We are your family. This, you have been taught your whole life. We made you!

Sub-Zero:
True. But I still remember the others.

Grand Master #1:
Then you are not ready.

Grand Master #2:
The Emperor will be informed. You will remain here.

Sub-Zero:
I will return here when Scorpion is dead.

Grand Master #2:
You dare defy us?

Sub-Zero:
If I must.

Grand Master #2:
Then die a traitor.

[Sub-Zero freezes him until he explodes]

Sub-Zero:
Must I kill again?

Kung Lao:
Do you think it's possible he's become sort of an ally?

Rayden:
Interesting thought. Together you would be a match for almost anything Outworld could throw at you.

Kung Lao:
Should I ask him?

Rayden:
Suit yourself. Just remember, Sub-Zero's complex enough. And his life has just become more complicated. Yes, he actually could be your friend... but he could be also kill you in a second.

Kung Lao:
Thanks again, for a definitive answer.

Rayden:
Just doing my job.

Kung Lao:
How many does that make now?

Siro:
A dozen maybe. A couple had potential though.

Kung Lao:
In their bodies, but not their hearts.

Siro:
You know, most of these guys come in just looking to learn a few good moves and then take off.

Kung Lao:
We need fighters that dedicate, that have the will to win.

Taja:
It's not your fault none of these guys have what you're looking for. I mean, you found us. I'm awesome.

[refers at Siro]

Taja:
He's okay.

Siro:
I guess the answer is we just gotta keep looking.

Siro:
More wine. I've gotta celebrate my new sister-in-law.

[talking to Hanna]

Taja:
Yeah, Siro has a way of getting people to...

[man screams]

Taja:
...squeal.

Kung Lao:
It still doesn't make any sense. You said he wanted you to join Scorpion. Scorpion's dead. I saw him fall into a lava pit.

Taja:
And I've seen guys throw ice and woman shoot fire. For all we know, Scorpion's always been walking around dead. It's stuff we've seen. It's hard to explain.

Scorpion:
Flawless victory.

Taja:
What are you, his whore?

Vorpax:
Why? You looking for a job?

Taja:
Yeah, maybe to be the one who wipes that smile off your face.

Siro:
Hey, you wanted to bet.

Taja:
And here's my next bet. It will never happen again.

Siro:
Oh, good. I'm glad you learned something. Now wash my feet. I've been walking barefoot all day.

Taja:
You know, I'm getting a little worried about Kung Lao. Maybe we should go looking for him.

Siro:
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. No changing the subject. Feet first.

Taja:
And that's the way I hope they bury you.

Siro:
Don't throw your arms out like that.

Taja:
Like what?

Siro:
Like a chicken.

Taja:
This chicken just threw you on your ass.

Siro:
I let you.

[after meeting the stunningly-beautiful Omegis in the forest]

Siro:
This is the old hag in the forest?

Kung Lao:
Yeah.

Rayden:
I found your invasion route, now remove it.

Shao Kahn:
When it's served its purpose. The day of reckoning is here, Rayden. Enemies will fall. Names will be erased from memory.

Rayden:
You can do nothing here.

Shao Kahn:
Will you stop me?

Rayden:
Yes! I am Rayden. God of Thunder! And Protector of Earthrealm.

Shao Kahn:
And I am Shao Kahn. Conqueror of realms and Emperor of Outworld!

Kung Lao:
Everything okay in here?

Taja:
"Okay" is a relative term after an earthquake.

Siro:
Did you find Rayden?

Kung Lao:
No. I called for him, meditated, but...

Siro:
You don't suppose he stayed at the hidden city.

Kung Lao:
I don't know. It looked like he was going to destroy it.

Taja:
This is so Rayden, always here when you don't want him, but when you need to ask him something, he just... retires.

Rayden:
You're losing your mind, Shao Kahn, the Elder Gods will never allow you to take Earthrealm.

Shao Kahn:
Great rulers take great risks. When I have Earthrealm, when I've combined its powers with those of Outworld, then... then even the Elder Gods will be forced to respect me and fear me.

Rayden:
You are mad.

Shao Kahn:
Perhaps I am. But if so, my madness also comes with a gift.

Rayden:
What gift? Stupidity.

Shao Kahn:
Wisdom, Rayden. The ability to understand who my enemies are and what I must do.

Warrior:
My Queen, may I enter?

Vorpax:
Yes, it's fine. The sorcerer is gone for the moment.

Warrior:
Shall I bring food or wine?

Vorpax:
No. Just remove this bed... and burn it.

Warrior:
Burn it?

Vorpax:
I said burn it!

Shao Kahn:
What if I... stepped through that portal... right now?

Rayden:
The Elder Gods would destroy you.

Shao Kahn:
You're sure? The decree was only that I couldn't take Earthrealm. I had to fight for it.

Rayden:
In Mortal Kombat.

Shao Kahn:
Maybe that too is merely a myth: a futile attempt to keep me out.

Rayden:
You know that's not true. It's the law of the gods. Besides, you'd never make it to the opening. You'd have to go through me.

Shao Kahn:
Ah, yes. I have to deal with you.

Taja:
Oh, it's you. I was expecting some guard to try and slice me up like last time.

Siro:
Did you see anyone?

Taja:
No, it's really weird. There's no one here.

[to Kung Lao]

Taja:
Did you find the old bat?

Omegis:
You must be Taja.

Taja:
Wow.

Kung Lao:
This is Omegis.

Omegis:
The old bat.

Taja:
I... I'm sorry. I...

Omegis:
Oh, you'll be more sorry, very soon.

[last lines]

Shao Kahn:
[to Rayden] You... will... bow... to... me.

Siro:
The baron could use some new kitchen help

Taja:
I'd rather die.

Siro:
And you will if you can't cook.

[first lines]

Rayden:
Kung Lao, a humble young man with the heart of a great warrior. Soon that heart will be tested. As he fights for his home: The Earthrealm. Kung Lao will make his stand in the tournament called Mortal Kombat. Here, the Elder Gods grant the greatest fighters of the universe the right to defend their own realms against warriors of the dark realm called Outworld. The rules are simple. Every generation, the chosen fighters from each side are transported to Shang Tsung's island, an outpost between realms. If they lose their battle, their realm falls to darkness forever, absorbed in the desolate expanse of Outworld. Another victory for its Emperor Shao Kahn. Over centuries of kombat, Kahn's champion, Shang Tsung, has remained undefeated, laying to waste an untold number of fighters with his sorcery. Earth is the jewel of the universe. A young, vast, pristine, realm whose inhabitants have not yet begun to comprehend the power it holds. I am Rayden, God of Thunder, Protector of the Earthrealm. Not an easy job, believe me

Shao Kahn:
Kung Lao is the best and the last Earth has to offer. Your final battle, Shang Tsung. After your victory, Earth finally becomes my domain.

Shang Tsung:
Our domain. Meaning, of course, that I would share in its power as your most obedient servant.

Shao Kahn:
Your ambitions serve you well, Shang Tsung. But know this: failure now is unacceptable.

Shang Tsung:
Very clever. Playing dead.

Kung Lao:
Not as clever as this.

[roundhouse kicks Shang Tsung]

Shao Kahn:
He is worthless and weak. Finish him.

Kung Lao:
No. Listen to me. When the next tournament comes, remember what you saw here today. The people of Earth are not murderers. In respect of the Elder Gods and the laws of Mortal Kombat... I choose... mercy.

Rayden:
Nice speech.

Shang Tsung:
You should have killed me, Kung Lao.

Rayden:
Up at dawn. Filled with anger. Not much of a rest.

Kung Lao:
Someone is tormenting me.

Rayden:
Any suspects?

Kung Lao:
Someone or something is inside my head, turning all my thoughts to darkness.

Rayden:
There's no one inside your head, Kung Lao, no one but you. What you are seeing is no doubt a premonition of your future, a fate yet unwritten but clouded with fear.

Kung Lao:
Haven't I earned the right to just be happy for a change?

Rayden:
Shao Kahn has not been defeated. His claim to Earth has merely been postponed. What you have earned, Kung Lao, is the right to be a leader, to find and train a new generation of fighters to stand at your side in the next tournament. It is one path, Kung Lao, if you so choose. But remember, in Mortal Kombat, victory is not the end...

Kung Lao:
It's only the beginning. Why can't you teach the new fighters?

Rayden:
This is not my world. Not my responsibility. The key to Earth's victory lies in the human spirit.

Kung Lao:
So you want me to just turn away from everything. What about my dreams of happiness with Jen? Do you want me to give up my whole life?

Rayden:
There are rewards. The Elder Gods have granted you that you will not age another day until the next tournament.

Kung Lao:
Tell me, Rayden, would you rather be old and happy or young and cursed? If my future is unwritten like you say, then I'll write it the way I want it, from now on!

Shao Kahn:
Are you enjoying the rewards of failure?

Shang Tsung:
Great Shao Kahn... end this now.

Shao Kahn:
How dare you beg for death! Only victors are granted their desires. There's a fate worse than death. The Cobalt Mines of Shokan. An eternity of pain and suffering. Mocked by the dregs of the universe. A fitting punishment for letting the Earthrealm slip through my hands! You are forever known as an Outcast. Failure. Failure!

Z'dak:
I'm Z'dak and this is my region. There's no power greater than mine down here.

Shang Tsung:
Yes. You're right. There is no greater power than your stench.

Z'dak:
Out of tricks, sorcerer?

Shang Tsung:
A few more, up my sleeve.

[steals Z'daks soul]

Shang Tsung:
Hocus pocus.

Takeda:
Get over here.

Vorpax:
You're really quite fortunate.

Shao Kahn:
And how's that?

Vorpax:
Shao Kahn did not chose these mines as his prison by accident. The luminescence of cobalt deadens any special powers a fighter may have. Except yours, for some reason.

Shao Kahn:
I am human by origin. This... This rubble has no effect on me.

Vorpax:
A human? I've made a deal with a mere human?

Shao Kahn:
A human with enough power to erase you from history.

Vorpax:
And clearly not enough power to escape these mines yourself. You must have really enraged Shao Kahn.

Kung Lao:
Tell me about this beggar.

Siro:
Oh, he was very insolent. But very nimble.

Kung Lao:
Long gray hair, bright blue eyes, about this tall!

Taja:
Hey, I know that guy. He escaped from here last night after he guilted me into saving you.

Kung Lao:
His name's Rayden. He's the Thunder God and Protector of the Earthrealm.

Siro:
Want to run that by me again?

Taja:
Yeah. You lost me at Thunder God.

Taja:
I've been giving it some thought and I want to try and put my past behind me.

Kung Lao:
Take it from me, it's always there.

Taja:
You're probably right. I just want to do something useful for a change.

Kung Lao:
Very admirable.

Taja:
Look, I'm offering you my help, Kung Lao, on this mission of yours but don't make me beg.

Kung Lao:
Since when did you become a believer, Taja?

Taja:
I'm not but I have to admit I saw some very strange stuff and... if I'm gonna risk my life, better it to be for something worthwhile.

Kung Lao:
I could use your help. But I can't be responsible for your safety.

Taja:
I can't be for yours either. So where are you off to, Siro?

Siro:
Hard to say. What fool would hire a consort whose last charge died before his eyes? I'm sure I'll find work in Zhu Zin, cleaning sewers, something prestigious like that. Take care. Both of you.

Kung Lao:
Siro? You could come with us.

Siro:
Only if it means getting revenge for Jen's death. All the other things you talk about make no sense to me.

Kung Lao:
It make take a while, but Shang Tsung will be punished. I must warn you both: the forces of Outworld will stop at nothing to defeat us. We must beware who we trust. For evil is everywhere and it is relentless.

Taja:
Sounds better than dying alone.

Vorpax:
I was going to say that even the greatest plans made by the most powerful can sometimes fail. So there is only one thing left to do.

Shang Tsung:
And what is that?

Vorpax:
Make more great plans. You're not the only warrior imprisoned here by Shao Kahn. Kahn's been around for eons and over the years, he's imprisoned hundreds of fighters, just like us.

Shang Tsung:
Us?

Vorpax:
I only show so much on a first date.

Shang Tsung:
We're just full of surprises, aren't we?

Vorpax:
In the Cobalt Mines, nothing is as it looks.

Shang Tsung:
So I see. Hundreds of fighters, all trapped down here. With us. We could build an army.

Siro:
So where do we start looking?

Kung Lao:
Everywhere. She may have been taken to Outworld.

Siro:
Outworld? Where's that?

Kung Lao:
It's another realm, another dimension. It's hard to explain.

Taja:
Well, let me guess. Outworld is where your Thunder God lives.

Rayden:
Don't make me laugh. I wouldn't be caught dead in Outworld. Fortunately, immortals can't die.

Siro:
Two on two. Seems like a fair fight.

Taja:
I hate a fair fight.