GUIMARD. No, I cannot.
BISKRA. Do you see? The Simoom does not bend a hair on me, but you, the infidel one, are killed by it! Throw down the idol!
GUIMARD. [Throws the locket on the floor] Water! I die!
BISKRA. Pray to the Only One, the Merciful and Compassionate One!
GUIMARD. How am I to pray?
BISKRA. Repeat after me.
GUIMARD. Speak on!
BISKRA. There is only one God: there is no other God but He, the Merciful, the Compassionate One!
GUIMARD. "There is only one God: there is no other God but He, the Merciful, the Compassionate One."
BISKRA. Lie down on the floor.