Jack the Giant Killer Page #5

The imp.

Peter, give it to me, quick.

Hurry, imp,

your last good deed.

Do it now.

Please, hurry.

Beware of her.

She'll change your features...

like she did

those other creatures.

She was under

Pendragors spell...

but it's broken now.

Hurry! Your magic!

In all the kingdom

under the sea...

there's just one creature

might set you free.

Well, throw the coin.

Call him.

Master, they're making

for the boat.

Out of my way!

Master, they're escaping!

Give me room!

Can't you help us,

just once more?

Oh, I would if I could,

but you've had your three.

Look at me purse.

It is empty, see?

No! Jack!

Jack, help!

Jack! Jack!

Jack!

Jack?

Peter. Sigurd.

How wonderful.

- Jack, come on!

- Come on!

- Come on.

- Come on.

Come on.

Sigurd.

Ahh, Peter,

you're restored, too.

When you killed Pendragon,

it broke the spell over us.

And look at his castle.

Destroyed forever.

You'll find dry clothes

in the cabin.

Just a minute.

I have a promise to fulfill.

You got a hammer?

Here. See?

Be careful. Don't hurt him.

Will you be still

and calm your fears?

I've been waitir

ten hundred years.

Now, watch the glass.

Just a minute.

Have a care.

The bottle...

turn it, give me air!

Sorry, I was only...

Never mind the lame excuse!

Break the glass

and then let me loose!

Little imp, you're free!

Free at last,

to breathe and bend...

thanks to you,

me noble friend.

For you, Elaine,

some sound advice.

Opportunity knocks,

but never twice.

So if it's happiness

you'd woo...

marry Jack.

He's the lad for you.

I intend to.

The little people

are waitir for me...

in Ireland there,

across the sea.

Ah, it is a beautiful place,

the fairest of fair...

and me seven-league boots

will get me there.

So bless you all

and have no fear.

Your course for home

will soon be clear.

He's gone.

What did he mean

about our course?

Look! Over there, in the sky!

If your homeward way

you'd wend...

follow the rainbow

to its end.

- Good-bye, imp!

- Good-bye, imp!

Good luck!

He was a loyal friend.

I'll miss him.

Uh, come boy,

we must get on our course.

She doesn't answer

to the helm very well.

Oh, she will do

to get us back to England.

To England... and home.

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