Brave

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Where are you? Come out!

Come out!

Come on out.

I'm coming to get you.

Where are you, you little rascal?

I'm coming to get you.

Where is my little birthday girl?

I'm going to gobble her up

when I find her.

I'm going to eat you. I am.

Fergus, no weapons on the table.

Can I shoot an arrow?

Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?

Please? Can I?

Not with that. Why not

use your very own?

Happy birthday, my wee darling!

Now, there's a good girl.

Draw all the way back now

to your cheek. That's right.

Keep both eyes open.

And, loose!

- I missed.

- Go and fetch it, then.

A bow, Fergus? She's a lady.

A will-o'-the-wisp!

They are real!

Merida! Come on, sweetheart!

We're leaving now!

I saw a wisp!

I saw a wisp.

A wisp?

You know, some say, that will-o'-the wisps lead you to your fate.

Oh, aye, or an arrow!

Come on, let's be off before we see

a dancing Tatty Bogle.

Or a giant having a jigger

in the bluebells.

Your father doesn't believe in magic.

Well, he should, 'cause it's true!

Mor'du!

Elinor, run!

Come on, you!

BRAVE:

Some say, our destiny is tied to the land.

As much a part of us as we are of it.

Others say, fate is woven together like a cloth.

So that one's destiny intertwines with many others.

It's the one thing we search for, or fight to change.

Some never find it.

But there are some, who are led.

The story of how my father lost his leg to the demon bear Mor'du became legend.

I became a sister, to three new brothers! The princes: Hamish, Hubert and Harris.

Wee devils, more like.

They'd get away with murder!

I can never get away with anything!

I'm the princess!

I'm the example!

I've got duties, responsibilities, expectations...

My whole life is planned out!

Preparing for the day I'd become, well, my mother.

She is in charge of every single day of my life.

Hey Robin, jolly Robin, and thou shalt know of mine...

Project!

And thou shalt know of mine!

Enunciate, you must be understood from anywhere in the room! Or it's all for naught.

This is all for naught.

I heard that!

From the top!

A princess must be knowledgeable about her kingdom.

She does nae doodle!

That's a C, dear.

A princess does not chortle!

Does nae stuff her gob!

Rises early!

Is compassionate.

Patient.

Cautious!

Clean.

And, above all, a princess strives for, well, perfection!

But every once in a while there's a day when I don't have to be a princess.

No lessons, no expectations, a day when anything can happen!

Day, I can change my fate!

I'm starving!

You're hungry too, I guess?

Oats it is then.

And then, out of nowhere, the biggest bear you've ever seen!

His hide littered with the weapons of fallen warriors, his face scarred, with one dead eye.

I drew my sword and...

Woosh! With one swipe his sword shattered

and then chomp! Dad's leg was clean off! Down the monster's throat it went.

Oh, that's my favourite part!

Mor'du has never been seen since!

And is roaming the wilds waiting his chance of revenge! Arrrgh!

Let him return. I'll finish what I'd guddled in the first place.

Merida, a princess does not place her weapons on the table

Mom!

It's just my bow!

A princess should not have weapons in my opinion.

Leave her be! Princess or not, learning to fight is essential.

Mom, you'll never guess what I did today.

Mhm?

I climbed the Queen's Tooth and drank from the Fire Falls!

Fire Falls? They say only the ancient kings were brave enough to drink the fire.

What did you do, dear?

Nothing, mom.

Hungry, aren't we?

Mom!

You'll get dreadful gollywobbles!

Oh Fergus! Will you look at your daughter's plate?

So what?

Don't let them lick...

Boys, you're naughty! Don't just play with your haggis.

Oh, now, how'd you know you don't like it if you won't try it?

It's just a wee sheep stomach! It's delicious! Mmm.

Mylady.

Thank you Maudie.

Aha. From the lords Macintosh, MacGuffin and Dingwall.

Their responses, no doubt.

Stay out of my food, you greedy mongrels! Chew on that, you manky dogs!

Fergus?

They've all accepted!

Who's accepted what, mother?

Boys, you are excused.

What did I do now?

Your father has something to discuss with you.

Fergus?

Merida.

The lords are presenting their sons as suitors for your betrothal!

What?

The clans have accepted!

Dad!

What? I...you....she....Elinor?

Honestly, Merida. I don't know why are you reacting this way.

This year, each clan will present a suitor to compete in the games for your hand.

I suppose a princess just does what she's told!

A princess does not raise her voice!

Merida, this is what you've been preparing for your whole life!

No, it's what you've been preparing me for my whole life!

I won't go through with it!

You can't make me!

Merida!

Merida!

Boys!

Mother!

Suitors!

Marriage!

Once, there was an ancient kingdom.

Oh, mom!

Ancient kingdom.

Its name long forgotten.

Ruled by a wise and fair king who was much beloved.

And when he grew old, he divided the kingdom among his four sons,

that they should be the pillars on which the peace of the land rested.

But, the oldest prince wanted to rule the land for himself.

He followed his own path and the kingdom fell to war and chaos and ruin.

That's a nice story!

It's not just a story, Merida.

Legends are lessons, they ring with truths.

Ah, mom!

I would advise you to make your peace with this.

The clans are coming to present their suitors.

It's not fair!

Oh, Merida, it's marriage. It's not the end of the world.

You're muttering.

I don't mutter.

Aye, you do, you mutter, lass. When something's troubling you.

I blame you. The stubborness. It's entirely from your side of the family.

I take it it all didn't go too well?

I don't know what to do.

Speak to her, dear!

I do speak to her! She just doesn't listen!

Come on, now.

Pretend I'm Merida. Speak to me. What would you say?

Oh, I can't do this!

Sure you can!

There, there! That's my Queen.

Right, here we go.

I don't want to get married! I want to stay single and let my hair flow in the wind

as I ride through the glen firing arrows into the sunset.

Merida. All this work, all the time spent preparing you, schooling you,

giving you everything we never had...I ask you, what do you expect us to do?

Call off the gathering! Would that kill them?

You're the Queen, you can just tell the lords, the princess is not ready for this.

In fact, she might not ever be ready for this so that's that.

Good day to you. We'll expect your declarations of war in the morning.

I understand this must all seem unfair, even I had reservations when I faced betrothal.

We can't just run away from who we are!

I don't want my life to be over.

I want my freedom!

But are you willing to pay the price your freedom will cost?

I'm not doing any of this to hurt you.

If you could just try to see what I do, I do out of love.

But it's my life, it's...

I'm just not ready.

I think you'd see, if you could just...

I think I could make you understand if you would just...

...listen!

...listen!

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