Pharao

Yeah. I told him we wouldn't finance him.

I told him that the board would never approve such an expensive project all based only on theories.

Don't lose sight of me.

You want me to follow him personally?

No, Mark. Gloria will take care of that.

Okay. Anyway, he'll have to ask his brother. He's no choice.

And it will lead him straight back to Boston.

Okay. Keep me informed.

This isn't fantasy, Mickey. It's written clearly on the papyrus.

The fountain dates back to the Pangetic.

It speaks of the Earth immersed in water and the continents.

Still joined, a great earthquake, cursed with a light protecting it.

And a group of Amazonian women condemned forever to be the wardens.

That's bad.

Ah, a wonderful account.

Okay. Where do you think you'll find the money to finance your research?

Except my proposal.

Yours or your friend's?

The chance of a lifetime.

Money is money. Who cares where it comes from?

All that matters is that you become a famous archaeologist all over the world.

You'll be a millionaire, Steve.

The chance of a lifetime. It's not the time tomorrow.

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