King Arthur: Legend of the Sword Page #3

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and all its advantages,

instead of being raised

in a brothel?

What gave you such drive?

Hmm.

So, what happens now?

You know what happens now.

You're quickly

becoming a legend.

Someone here to see you.

Mmm-hmm.

I think you need to see her.

Do you know who I am?

I know who you are, Mage.

I've seen you in my dreams.

You've been sent by Merlin.

Then you know why I am here.

So, you will be his guide.

And you will help me.

Bring him here.

There's a crowd

of thousands out there.

They've come to see you

more than they've come to see me.

I will show them power.

I will show them strength,

and dignity.

You will show them

lies, weakness,

and shame.

Hail, King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

They may have come for you...

but they will leave,

and will leave with

a lasting impression of me.

They may even hate me.

I'll let them hate,

just so long as they fear.

When people fear you...

I mean, really fear you...

It is the most

intoxicating sensation

a man can possess.

A force of something

almost indescribable

moves through your blood

and takes you over completely.

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern! King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

I understand that your actions

were very noble,

of defending this whore's honor.

How unfortunate

it was at the expense

of my Viking guests.

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

King Vortigern!

Behold, your born king.

Behold the man

who pulled sword from stone.

You wanted a prophecy.

This is your prophecy.

Now tell us, king,

what do you have to say?

When your head rolls to me,

the legend you've fast become

will just as quickly...

Here are your people.

Add to the reverence of my name.

And for this,

I salute you.

No!

If you're the king...

No!

Declare yourself.

The rest of them will follow,

unless you do

what needs to be done.

Do we understand each other?

If you are lost for words,

then let the sword

speak for you.

Take it!

And show the people

the power of Excalibur.

I said, take it, king.

Raise that sword!

I thought not.

This man,

cannot be allowed

to bring discord

to our flourishing nation.

You're not the king!

Off with his head!

You're no king!

Protect the king!

Protect the king!

Come.

Come on!

Move! Move!

Get the sword!

Get after him!

The sword!

Move!

Come on. Move!

Come on!

Now!

Someone gonna tell me

where we're going?

No.

So what is it

you're looking at, then?

Are you falling for me

like I'm falling for you?

We wanna be careful.

That's a neat trick.

You'll have to teach

me how to do that.

Put him back on his horse.

Oh, hello.

It's quite dangerous being

one of you lot, isn't it?

You're good with

animals, aren't you?

They have a word

for that, don't they?

"Mage".

I thought your team

was outlawed.

Never met one of you

in the flesh.

I thought you'd be taller.

And have a beard.

You do know

I can see through this?

Trees everywhere.

Hang that up.

Don't want it getting creased.

So, you're the chap

that turned in Goosefat Bill.

Unlike you, he chose

the wrong place to hide.

You know he was the third most

wanted man on the Blackleg's list?

They've been trying

to catch him for some time.

Like I said, your man chose

the wrong place to hide.

So it seems.

I was wondering

what happened to you.

I told you,

you were in safe hands.

You've made quite a celebrity of

yourself among the Blackleg ranks.

You've done very nicely on the

back of your cozy relationship

with your kingsmen.

You know, I'm a little old for

finger-wagging and speeches.

So, unless you're my dad,

which, I believe, is unlikely,

can you just get around to telling me

exactly what it is you want?

What is it that you want?

I want to get my arse

out of here

and see what's left of my life

and the people in it.

But you're not gonna

let me do that, are you?

And why aren't we?

You just lost two men.

But you were prepared to lose five

to save this pretty neck.

Do I know you?

You will in a minute.

Put your hands out.

I don't think so, mate.

So I'm not going anywhere, am I?

Where exactly

were you thinking of going?

You have no more home.

It was razed days ago.

You've no more life

to go back to.

Like it or not,

this is your lot.

And even we don't like you.

Do we, Goosefat?

But what we are interested in,

is what you can do

with this sword.

Why don't you leave him with me

for a minute or two, boss?

Put your ring

back on, honey tits.

You haven't had enough porridge

this morning to talk like that.

And if you like that sword

so much, your lordship,

you can keep it,

to peel your grapes.

Now that would've

hurt a lot more

if I left the ring on.

I see what you're doing.

You're trying to get me

to do something

razzle-dazzle with that sword.

I'm gonna tell you right now,

I'm not gettin'

drawn into this mess.

And there's an army of you,

there's only one of me.

I haven't had a fight for years.

And I'll talk.

I'm happy to talk.

But there is no way

that I am fighting.

Is that it?

Run, son!

Wait here, son.

Run, son!

You are resisting the sword.

The sword isn't resisting you.

It should be clear by now,

that whatever it is that you and

your friends think you want from me,

I am not it.

Not yet.

Not ever!

What do you see

when you hold the sword?

It is something

you've seen before, isn't it?

Long before

you ever touched the sword.

You don't sleep well, do you?

What if you could

make the dreams go away?

You know what we have to do.

In order for him

to control Excalibur,

he needs to go to the Darklands.

That's not happening.

Welcome to the Darklands.

That's the Darklands?

That's the entrance.

He needs to take

the sword to the tower.

You must touch the sword

to the altar stone.

Gonna miss me.

Give me another way.

There's no other way.

And he has to go alone.

He can't survive

the Darklands alone.

Are you scared?

I think I can manage.

You should be scared.

That's what all

the fuss is about?

Don't worry, you'll soon understand

what all the fuss is about.

You don't want all of him

to survive. That's the point.

You have to break his old self

completely. Wear him down.

You want him to think big?

Give him something big

to think about.

You're playing with fire, Mage.

And I'm not killing the king

before he's even become one.

Wait here, son.

No!

Run, son!

Did you see

everything you needed to see?

I saw enough.

The Mage Tower.

It's the same as

the one at Camelot.

The higher Vortigern builds it,

the more powerful he becomes.

And when it is finished, he will have

the same power of Mordred.

That is why the sword

has revealed itself now.

Where there's poison,

there's a remedy.

What happened to your people?

They were murdered

by your uncle.

It was Vortigern

who started the wars.

He was jealous

of your father's throne.

So he made a deal

with Mordred...

That they would share power

once he defeated your father.

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