Damsel Page #15
RAPUNZEL (CONT’D)
She can hear you Edward. Will you
confess?
KING EDWARD:
I am so sorry Marie.
86.
Marie musters the strength.
QUEEN MARIE:
Please, let Cavill go, he is not
his father.
RAPUNZEL:
But, with him, his father’s name
will end.
The spider buries its fangs into the queen’s neck. Her veins
become black, pulsing under her skin.
Marie’s breath grows thin, her eyes become glossy.
The vines vanish in black ash, allowing Marie to fall to her
knees.
Edward rushes to his wife and holds her close, while she
dies.
QUEEN MARIE:
You are a villain in this, as much
as she.
KING EDWARD:
I am sorry Marie. I am so sorry.
His lips quiver, his eyes well with rage. Marie manages her
dying wish in her final breath.
QUEEN MARIE:
Cavill is Thessia’s only hope. The
white fortress in the southern
mountains. Now, go and save our
son.
The Queen’s face becomes ghostly white. Her veins entirely
black with poison. She’s gone.
Rapunzel’s eyes dart to-and-fro. Manic. Something deep
inside her regrets Marie’s murder. It’s difficult for her to
RAPUNZEL:
I have thought long on how I might
have you understand what you have
stolen from me. It is important
that I see your face while you
watch everything you love whither
and die. It will happen for you
again, with your son and with your
kingdom.
(MORE)
87.
RAPUNZEL (CONT'D)
When you have lost it all, you will
begin to understand loneliness. I
will leave you to rot in the very
cell where you left me. You will
spend the rest of your years alone
with your thoughts. Your own
faults will haunt you. They will
be your torture. Only then will
you begin to understand.
Rapunzel is gone.
King Edward cries out a guttural cry of anguish.
CUT TO:
EXT. SOUTHERN PINE FOREST - NIGHT
The knights in silver armor march. The golden lion of
Thessia on their shields.
A front-line of hundreds.
They make their path through the trees, toward the queen’s
Ivory Fortress in the south.
CUT TO:
EXT. REDWOOD FOREST - SOUTH - RIVER BANK - MORNING
Elise is wrapped in a blanket. Her boots sit near a blazing
fire.
She’s out cold. Still wet.
She coughs, rolls to her side, struggles to open her eyes.
Beaten.
Gilbert is crouched next to her. Mud covers the place where
his cheek was bashed.
GILBERT:
Good morning.
Elise sits up. She cringes in pain and breaks free of the
tightly wrapped blanket.
She holds her ribs.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
You fell over the waterfall.
88.
ELISE:
You came and found me?
GILBERT:
Yes.
ELISE:
How long have you been following
me?
GILBERT:
You left without saying goodbye.
ELISE:
I knew you’d demand to come.
Elise notices her belongings sitting next to a nearby tree.
No quiver. No bow. No necklace.
ELISE (CONT’D)
What happened to your face?
GILBERT:
The big one with the hammer got me.
Elise sorts through her bag. Her hatchet, cloth, the flint,
the twine.
Elise finds the bloody knife that she used to take Fishel
down.
Examines it. Guilty. Gilbert catches on.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
ELISE:
I know.
GILBERT:
Or worse.
The weight of murder clearly effects Elise more than Gilbert.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
All I got was the bag. I was
terrified. Worried that you had
drowned.
His face says it all. Terrified is an understatement.
She puts her hand on his.
89.
ELISE:
You saved my life.
Their eyes lock.
ELISE (CONT’D)
Thank you.
She inspects their surroundings. The high waterfall, from a
cliff that separates the land, as far as she can see.
There’s no going back.
ELISE (CONT’D)
Hand me my boots?
He does.
She slides the carving knife into the sheath and pulls them
on. Struggles to stand.
The ache gets her, she limps.
Elise throws her bag over her shoulder.
ELISE (CONT’D)
You are a long way from the camp.
She turns her back on the river and makes her way south. The
towering trees of the redwood forest.
EXT. REDWOOD FOREST - SOUTH - CONTINUOUS
Elise and Gilbert are dwarfed by the colossus trees.
GILBERT:
Elise, the reason I followed you-
He tries to find the right words.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
The way our conversation ended-
A confession.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
I remember more about my brother
than I have told you.
Her pace slows.
90.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
He was a prince. My father, the
king of our land.
Elise stops in her tracks. Puzzled.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
One day, my brother spoke of a
strange voice calling him to a
distant world.
ELISE:
Rapunzel.
GILBERT:
She took him. When my father
finally found him, it was too late.
It’s hard for him to say.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
She didn’t stop with my brother.
She murdered my father and mother.
ground with an army of darkness. I
escaped with my life. But, she
murdered thousands. Everyone I
knew.
Elise comes to know the breadth of Rapunzel’s wrath.
ELISE:
So it is not just King Edward. Not
just Thessia.
He takes her hand. Elise feels an emotional spark in his
touch.
ELISE (CONT’D)
darkness. How can I face something
so powerful?
They connect. Electric.
GILBERT:
If something were to have happened
to you and our last conversation to
have been the one under the stars-
The moment hangs too long, her feelings for Gilbert are
exposed.
91.
GILBERT (CONT’D)
I will not let you face it alone.
She buries her head against his chest.
ELISE:
I am glad you are here.
CUT TO:
EXT. REDWOOD FOREST - SOUTH - NIGHT
Night has fallen over the redwood forest.
Elise and Gilbert hurry south, trying to make better time.
The wind gives way to the mysterious whisper.
SPIRIT (O.S.)
an mbealach seo
Louder now.
SPIRIT (O.S.) (CONT’D)
go tapa. an mbealach seo
ELISE:
Do you hear that?
He squints, intently. Hears. His eyes widen.
SPIRIT (O.S.)
go tapa. go tapa. go tapa.
GILBERT:
What is it?
They change directions. Following the voice.
SPIRIT (O.S.)
an mbealach seo.
It swirls around them, echoing, drawing them further into the
east.
They make it a couple hundred yards before they hear a
strange ringing. A familiar, ethereal tone.
They continue. Several moments pass before they see a faint
glow in the distance.
The strange ghostly glow from the center of a clearing.
92.
SPIRIT (O.S.) (CONT’D)
teacht. teacht. an mbealach seo.
GILBERT:
What is it?
EXT. FORBIDDEN GARDEN - CONTINUOUS
Elise and Gilbert stand at the edge of the clearing.
Behind them, the redwood forest, before them, the lush garden
of smooth grass and white flowered vines. Yellow fireflies
dance.
The remarkable tree, at the center of the garden. It
emanates its etherial tone.
Its ghostly, unconsuming flame dances among the twisted
branches of white.
They are in awe. Taken aback.
ELISE:
It cannot be.
Elise leads the way into the garden.
GILBERT:
What is it?
They look on the site’s glory. Something few have ever seen.
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