George and the Dragon Page #2
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- 2004
- 93 min
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few coins in his purse.
Not as many as you think,
friend.
My friends here would all like
another tankard of ale.
Let's just check
those coins again,
see if we can't...
l don't think
you want any trouble.
l wouldn't mind some.
Be careful what
you wish for, Arrd.
Lord de Gurney.
l suggest you remember
your place.
Batley, my lord.
He put me up to it.
lt was all his big idea.
Go on, get out of here.
Lord de Gurney.
George of Loack.
l can arrange a meeting
with the king if you like.
-You can?
-After you.
Thank you, my lord.
What news, Lord de Gurney?
None yet, sire.
But my men and l
will continue to search.
Was there no sign of her at all?
No, sire.
But l am convinced
it was the Picts.
Picts?
Those savages.
They could do anything to her,
anything at all.
Mark my words, sire.
l will get her back unharmed.
She is your daughter,
but she's also my betrothed.
Then l wilI join you.
For Princess Lunna
Sire,
l fear it might be
a little too dangerous for such a...
Any man who joins in the search
for my daughter has my blessing.
Perhaps,
my Iiege, l may be
of some assistance.
My lord, may l introduce...
Lord, if l may be so bold...
This is my introduction.
The dragon horn!
How did you come by this?
ls Sir Robert dead?
No, my good lord.
He is old but well.
And prays for your good health
and Iong life.
Come here.
Come, come closer.
Those eyes,
l'd know those eyes anywhere.
-You must be...
-Yes, I'm son of Sir Robert.
WeIl, nothing couId
delight me more than to know
that the son of my old
comrade in arms
is joining the search.
There is a reward, you know.
Money's no object.
No, my lord.
I seek only one thing.
Just a small parcel of land.
Enough for a cottage, a garden,
two heads of cattle...
-Do you think it's too late?
-Sire, l'm sure she's fine.
l'll wager there isn't a Pict
within a day's ride of her.
lt must be the horses.
So we took the better haIf of a day
to get around a tree,
did we? l swear if l had a coin
for every time you were late,
l could pave this country in goId.
l'm sorry, sir. lt took a longer
than we thought. There was a big...
We have no time for chit-chat.
We have to make camp
by daybreak.
Let's see what England
has to offer us.
Let's go!
Would you care for
some liquorice?
Thank you.
lt must be an acquired taste.
And has the Princess Lunna
acquired the taste?
l do beIieve she has.
Then you are destined
to be together.
ls there a princess
in your life?
No, aIl women l've come across
are more trouble than they're worth.
Then you most certainIy
have not met my Lunna.
She is as gentle
and agreeable as a lamb.
l shalI look forward
to making her acquaintance.
Dismount.
l have scoured these woods for
tracks, and l have found none.
So, the Picts have wings?
No, they have boats.
They came from the water
whiIe the princess was in the Iake.
And they will never suspect
we have them too.
-We do?
-l see nothing but trees.
And from trees come boats.
All right, you men.
Dismount.
Fell the timber here.
You men rearward, take your horses
and drag the poles to the lake.
And you, get me another
roll of liquorice.
-Care for another, George?
-No, keep it for yourself,
my Iord.
Stand aside.
Yes, my Iord.
Shall we?
Garth,
appears we may have
some company.
Flanks!
George.
Thank you.
Garth, axe.
You know,
this is getting us nowhere.
-Having fun?
-Yeah, can l borrow this?
Catch.
Thanks.
Elm's gone looking for trouble.
Can you look after these
on your own?
-l don't need you, just your axe.
-Axe and you shall receive.
No, come back!
My sword!
You all right, EIm?
l surely had them
on the run, l did.
NearIy got yourself kiIIed is more
like it. Lucky l saw you leave.
Not that lucky, l'm afraid.
AlI right, go up there.
Go on.
Go on, get out of here!
Whoever you are,
we consider you a friend.
Please show yourseIf.
I know this young archer.
Wryn!
lf you don't show yourself,
l'll slice up your liver
and have it for dinner.
You wouldn't really eat my liver,
would you?
I've half a mind to do exactly that.
Now come down here.
Now, what are you doing here?
Well, you looked like
you could use some heIp.
We were in a bit of a bind.
-l'm Wryn, from Loar.
-Elmendorf of Crail.
Good to meet you,
young Wryn.
l've heard of Loar,
and l've never been there, but...
Do you mind?
-We have to take him back to Loar.
-No! You can't take me back.
You need me.
l saved your life.
The boy does have a point.
Have you both taken leave
of your senses?
This journey's far too dangerous
to be undertaken by a child.
We can take him as far as
Near Torgyle.
Well...
You leave us little choice now.
Wonderful. Now let's
get back to the camp
and we'll retrieve the cart
and Princess Lunna's things
and then l won't have to ride
that infernal horse any longer.
Yeah, yeah, all right, all right.
Please, please,
l swear, l swear, l swear!
-Your eyes tell me you're Iying.
-Well, my mouth's tell the truth.
-Honestly, we've got nothing.
-Go on.
What? No, no, please.
Don't hang me upside down!
l get nose bleeds!
l can smell a lie
-Do it.
-No, no, look, look.
Even the king's daughter's
disappeared.
She was the only, the only
valuable thing we had, really.
Wait.
-A princess?
-Yeah.
-A ransom?
-Yeah, a great big ransom.
Apparently a knight's gone to look
for her, but would you believe it,
he didn't want the reward.
All he wanted was, what was it...
Yeah, a little parcel of land,
two head of cattle.
l mean, come on. What a fool, eh?
You'd take the money,
wouldn't you? Yeah?
Let's find the princess.
-String him up.
-What?
No, that's not fair!
No, l'm getting a nose bleed.
l knew l would.
l told 'em, l told 'em.
George!
Those Picts
weren't so tough after all.
l'm sure they didn't fare any better
against Lord de Gurney, either.
What is that?
How old is it?
Ten days.
No, maybe a fortnight.
-Anything wrong?
-No, no.
Just thinking we need to move on.
We'll stop here.
WelI, the sky is cIearing.
Be able to see the stars soon.
My father once said
if l was worthy enough
they'd name one of those after me.
What's that? Over there.
That's a fire.
Wryn, what are you doing?
Stay here.
Stay here.
UseIess.
Try that again and there's another
one where that came from.
Get away from that thing.
No, you get away!
Princess Lunna!
Princess Lunna, thank God
you're safe. You've no idea...
Princess Lunna?
This is the little lamb
we've come to find?
Elm.
l knew you'd come.
Subdue this fooI.
What fool's that?
This one.
Holding the sword which is
obviously too large for him.
No, Princess, you don't understand.
Your father sent this fool.
Excuse me?
This gentleman,
Sir George, to find you.
Well, very well, but no one
is going to harm this egg.
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