King Arthur Page #5

of lonely men out there.

Don't worry, l won't let them rape you.

(man shouts command in Saxon)

Archer!

- We're out of range.

- l can see that!

l believe they're waiting for an invitation.

Bors, Tristan.

They're far out of range.

(shouts in Saxon)

Aim for the wings of the ranks.

Make them cluster.

- Hold the ranks!

- Hold the ranks! Hold the ranks!

- Hold the ranks!

- Hold the ranks!

Hold the ranks!

Hold the ranks, or l kill you myself!

lt's not gonna break. Back.

Fall back!

Prepare for combat.

Aagh!

- Dag!

- Cover him.

- Archers move! Move!

- (man) Forward!

Yaagh!

Move! Move! Kill him!

Yaagh!

Yaagh!

The ice is breaking!

Yaagh!

Kill him!

Dag!

Yaagh!

(men screaming)

(Cynric) Back! Back!

Dag!

Pull back! Arthur!

Argh!

Kill him!

Help us!

Aagh!

Argh!

Stay with me.

Dagonet! Stay with me!

Ah, God!

Christ be praised.

Against all the odds Satan could muster.

Alecto, let me see you.

- (Horton) Kindly get out of my way!

- You have triumphed!

Young Alecto, let me see you.

You are here.

- Lucan!

- You, boy! Stop!

(Germanius chuckles nervously)

Our great knights.

You are free now!

Give me the papers. Come, come.

Your papers of safe conduct

throughout the Roman Empire.

Take it, Arthur.

Bishop Germanius.

Friend of my father.

You are free now.

You can go.

Bors.

Bors!

For Dagonet.

This doesn't make him a free man.

He's already a free man.

He's dead!

A grave with no sword.

lt was my father's wish

that if he died on this island,

he would be buried with his knights.

He died in battle?

lt's a family tradition.

l can see why you believe

that you have nothing left here.

Except what you and your knights

have done.

You have your deeds.

Deeds in themselves are meaningless

unless they're for some higher purpose.

We have waged a war

to protect a Rome that does not exist.

ls that the deed l am to be judged by?

You stayed and fought

when you didn't have to.

You bloodied evil men

when you could have run.

You did all that for no reason?

These are your people.

- (knocking)

- (Jols) Arthur, come to the wall now.

- (man) The Saxons are here.

- (soldier) Make way! Make way!

Knights, my journey with you

must end here.

May God go with you.

Arthur, this is not Rome's fight.

lt is not your fight.

(man shouting orders)

(soldier) Stand fast!

All these long years we've been together,

the trials we've faced,

the blood we've shed.

What was it all for,

if not for the reward of freedom?

And now when we are so close,

when it is finally within our grasp...

Look at me!

- Does it all count for nothing?

- You ask me that?

You who know me best of all?

Then do not do this.

Only certain death awaits you here.

Arthur, l beg you!

For our friendship's sake, l beg you!

You be my friend now

and do not dissuade me.

Seize the freedom you have earned

and live it for the both of us.

l cannot follow you, Lancelot.

l now know that all the blood l have shed,

all the lives l have taken

have led me to this moment.

(doorbangs)

What tomorrow brings...

we cannot know.

(shouting)

Artorius!

Rus!

Rus!

The Roman Auxiliary has left the wall.

- And the horsemen?

- Leading a caravan away from the fort.

They're running south...

with their tails between their legs.

- So there will be no resistance.

- A few dozen villagers.

We're going to slaughter your people.

l think you should watch.

Your tree might be a good place.

Up on the hill!

A single knight.

Didn't you just say they were gone?

What is this, a ghost?

(choking) One man. A tiny fly

on the back of your... great army.

Who is he?

Arthur.

Arthur.

Arthur.

(horse whinnying)

(sighs) Arthur.

Hm.

Wherever l go on this wretched island

l hear your name.

Always half-whispered, as if you were a...

god.

All l see is flesh, blood.

No more god than

the creature you're sitting on.

Speak your terms, Saxon.

The Romans have left you.

Who are you fighting for?

l fight for a cause

beyond Rome's or your understanding.

Ah.

You come to beg a truce.

You should be on your knees.

l came to see your face, so that l alone

may find you on the battlefield.

And it would be good for you

to mark my face, Saxon,

for the next time you see it, it will be

the last thing you see on this earth.

Ah.

Ah, finally.

A man worth killing.

Ah!

Prepare the men for battle.

(gives command in Saxon)

(beating drum)

- (neighs)

- Whoa. Easy.

- Whoa.

- Whoa.

Shh.

Shh.

Hey.

You're free.

He's got a plan, this Roman.

Send what's left of your infantry.

- (whispers) Do you want to kill my men?

- They're my men!

(gives command in Saxon)

No. You stay here with me.

(shouts in Saxon)

Knights, the gift of freedom

is yours by right.

But the home we seek

resides not in some distant land.

lt's in us and in our actions on this day.

(shouting)

lf this be our destiny, then so be it.

But let history remember

that as free men we chose to make it so.

(knights) Rus!

Hah!

Argh!

(warcries)

(man) There! On the hill!

- (man shouts command in Saxon)

- (soldiers repeat command)

(soldiers chanting to the marching rhythm)

(distant screaming)

(distant warcry)

Rus! Aargh!

(yells)

(panting)

- (shouts command in Saxon)

- (soldiers repeat command)

(soldiers chanting)

Raewald.

The left flank.

- You go with him.

- (Raewald) Move out!

(shouts command in Saxon)

(soldiers chanting)

Shields up!

Argh!

(screaming)

(warcry)

(shouting)

(warcry)

(agonized screams)

Pull!

Aagh!

Argh!

(rasps) Arthur...

lt was my life to be taken!

Not this!

Never this!

My brave knights, l have failed you.

l neither took you off this island,

nor shared your fate.

(Lancelot) For 200 years, knights had

fought and died fora land not ourown.

But on that day at Badon Hill,

all who foughtput ourlives

in service ofa greatercause.

Freedom.

Arthur. Guinevere.

Our people are one.

As you are.

Now l'm really gonna have

to marry your mother.

Who said l'd have you?

King Arthur!

(crowd) Hail, Arthur!

Let every man, woman, child

bear witness

that from this day all Britons

will be united in one common cause.

(crowd chant) Arthur! Arthur!

Artorius!

(Lancelot) And as for the knights

who gave theirlives,

theirdeaths were cause

forneithermourning norsadness.

For they will live forever,

theirnames and deeds handed down

from father to son, mother to daughter,

in the legends of

King Arthurand his knights.

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