I watched half of "The Thief of Baghdad" into the wee early hours the other night.
I remember it from my childhood. There were a few great moments but one especially when the prince meets the princess who had never been seen by any living man, except him, when he steals into her secret garden and was immediately smitten with her. He hides in a tree and when she looks into the pond below she sees his reflection in it and thinks him to be a genie.
"Who are you?" she asks him.
"I am your slave" he replies quickly (and without a trace of irony! you gotta love the forties!)
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