Kingdom Of Heaven
She's denied the cross
for suicide...
and buried at the center
of a crossroads.
Show me the logic. Father?
What?
If she were a witch, she was
a poor return on his investment.
What would you know of logic?
Oh, I have ears, Father. Although
one is notched because I love justice.
You love thieving.
Shut up. You dig.
Crusaders.
Clear the road,
if you will.
This is for the burial
from my lord...
and a Mass...
for her soul.
Wait.
- Have you forgotten?
- She was your brother's wife.
She was a suicide.
Cut off her head.
And return the ax.
You know this place, my lord?
Know it?
I know all of it.
Your brother?
You have spoken to him?
On what matter, my lord?
He is still arrested.
Your brother is as responsible
for his wife's sin as I am.
Opinions differ, my lord.
- The burial was...
- Yes.
- And you did not mutilate the person?
- No.
Good. The law can go too far.
It can too far.
I ask myself...
"Would Jesus do it thusly?"
There is so much done in Christendom
of which Christ would be incapable.
You must release your brother.
My, my brother, my lord bishop,
uh, is possessed by the devil...
and must be... examined.
Your brother is as mad as you are.
He grieves.
Without your brother,
Let him out.
And give him this.
And tell him that he is at
the very center of my prayers.
- Release him.
- On your feet.
This is not heaven.
It's the world.
And there's troubles in it.
Do yourself no injury.
Other men are always
good for that.
- And what of Jerusalem?
- Jerusalem?
In peril, my lord, as always.
the Saracens for over a hundred years.
The Saracens, as you call them,
have now unified in Egypt...
Syria and all Arabia.
Saracens and someone new.
- Saladin, the king.
Gibberish.
- Very fine.
- And yet, you do not drink.
A knight should be a knight...
- a monk a monk.
- Brother.
Not both.
One, that's what I say.
Now I may be old-fashioned,
but, as for the cup...
I have, uh, an artificer,
uh, a blacksmith.
Or did have.
Which son of the blacksmith of my time
is the blacksmith now?
Balian, the eldest.
His child died.
His wife fell into a melancholy.
She would not listen to reason.
She killed herself...
it occurs.
But what's that to you?
Private matter.
It's been six and 20 years
since my brother took the cross.
Now he returns an actual baron
of the kingdom of Jerusalem.
How is that for the lot
of the younger brother?
With no heir, comes to me
and thus to you.
Then I thank the stars
for my uncle.
Go on.
Her grave was here.
Or was it there?
I'm afraid I can't tell you
the exact location.
I wasn't present at the burial.
Call me a liar.
You have reason.
You always turn the other cheek.
I think that you conceive
yourself without sin.
That is a sin!
We shall work.
- I told you to stop that now!
That is the man.
That is the man.
You're an armorer, yes?
your lord and this priest.
You have my sympathy
and my blessing.
Your dead wife and stillborn child are
today the subject of my prayers.
We need all these horses shod.
We need food, and we'll pay.
Says yes.
Have you killed any?
Have you killed any?
He has made great engines for sieges.
He has made war machines
that cast the largest stones.
He also works finely in silver.
He will be one of the few on your journey
worth more alive than dead.
Shut up.
Have you been at war?
On horse.
And as an enginer also.
Against whom
and for whom did you fight?
For one lord against another...
on a point which
cannot be remembered.
There's better game now,
one god against another.
- The pay is proportionate.
- I've been telling him that.
you advised upon the road?
I do, my lord.
But know that this man
Balian mourns his wife.
What does that say?
"What man is a man who does not
make the world better?"
Leave me with this man.
God has made us man.
We must suffer all.
I also have lost.
Some say Jerusalem is the very center
of the world for asking forgiveness.
For myself, I call it here.
Now.
I knew your namesake.
I knew your mother.
To be courteous, I should say
that it was against her objections.
But I was the lord's brother
and she had no choice.
But I did not force her.
I have forgiveness
to ask of you.
I am Godfrey,
the baron of Ibelin.
I have 100 men at arms
in Jerusalem.
If you will come with me,
you will have a living...
and... you will have my thanks.
There it is.
Whoever you are, my lord...
my place is here.
What made it your place
is now dead.
You will never see me again.
If you want anything of me,
take it now.
I want nothing.
I am sorry for your troubles.
God protect you.
Jerusalem is easy to find.
You come to where
the men speak Italian...
then continue until
We go by Messina.
Good-bye.
The village does not want you.
When the old lord is dead,
they will drive you out.
When the bishop is dead,
it is certain.
And you take my property.
- The Church.
- You.
to Jerusalem...
away from... all this.
I arranged it.
I swear to you...
you will have no peace
so long as you stay here.
No man ever needed
a new world more.
Imagine your sin
and pain erased.
All.
If you take the Crusade...
you may relieve
your wife's position in hell.
I, I put it delicately.
She was a suicide. She is in hell.
Though what she does there
without a head.
Wait here.
Have you come to kill me?
Even these days,
it is not easy.
Well?
I have done...
murder.
Haven't we all?
Is it true...
that in Jerusalem
I can erase my sins...
and those of my wife?
Is it true?
We can find out together.
Show me your hand.
Hey!
- Pick it up. Let's see what you're made of.
- His hand is hurt, my lord.
- I once fought two days with
- Ah, yes.
Never use a low guard.
You fight well.
Let's work on your skills.
Take a high guard, like this.
The Italians call it la poste di falcone;
the guard of the hawk.
Strike from high, like this.
Do it.
Sword straighter.
Come on.
Leg back, bend your knees.
Sword straighter.
Defend yourself.
The blade isn't
the only part of a sword.
Attack.
I have your leave?
Pay attention.
What's this?
- Uncle.
- Nephew.
You have with you a man, Balian,
who killed a priest, his brother.
I'm charged by both my father
and the lord bishop to bring him back.
What he says is true.
They have the right to take me.
I say he is innocent of the charge.
If you say he's guilty, then we'll fight,
and God will decide the truth of it.
My German friend
is a close student of the law.
Just give him to me.
I'll fight you for something else.
Uncle, he's a murderer.
So am I.
Whoever dies here today,
you will certainly be among them.
You are my uncle.
I must give you the road.
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