Dejah, ever since you were a little girl, you've always met the expectations placed on...

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.