Krull Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1983
- 121 min
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TUROLD:
You'll both wait. At least for five
hours. The wedding is at three.
COLWYN:
(acting offended)
It was a platonic kiss, Father.
TUROLD:
Of course it was.
Turold snorts down a laugh. Colwyn and Lyssa begin to
giggle. Then all three break into laughter.
EXT. COURTYARD OF WHITE CASTLE - DAY
The occupants of the castle - servants, soldiers, minor
nobles, and retainers - stand in two parallel lines, forming
an aisle.
Turold and Rowan, on horseback, face each other at opposite
ends of the aisle. Midway between them stand Colwyn and
Lyssa, side by side, Colwyn facing Rowan, Lyssa facing
Turold. The two fathers are not armored, but they hold
longswords balanced across their pommels.
Colwyn glances up toward the Queen's balcony.
EXT. QUEEN'S BALCONY - INTERCUT
The Queen lies on a couch, attended by her two girls-in-
waiting. She answers Colwyn's look with a nod.
COLWYN:
(shouts to Rowan)
I am Colwyn, son of Turold, of the
eagle's blood, and I am come to take
your daughter from you.
ROWAN:
(shouts)
You shall not!
LYSSA:
(shouts to Turold)
I am Lyssa, daughter of the Queen,
of the leopard's blood, and I am
come to take your son from you.
TUROLD:
(shouts)
You shall not!
The two men spur their horses toward the wedding couple, who
stand perfectly still as the horses thunder down on them.
Turold and Rowan swing their swords directly above the heads
of the young couple, the blades striking with a clang. Then
they wheel their horses to a stop. Colwyn and Lyssa, almost
obscured by the whirling dust, have not moved a muscle.
TUROLD:
Let it be done then.
He hurls his sword at the ground beside the wedding couple.
ROWAN:
It is done.
He hurls his sword, which sticks in the ground beside
Turold's, crossing it. A cheer goes up from the spectators
and the guards on the walls.
As Colwyn and Lyssa kiss, a crossbow bolt strikes one of the
guards, who topples thirty feet to the courtyard below.
Slayers appear around the walls, leaping over the parapet
and attacking the guards.
TUROLD:
(shouts)
Slayers! To arms!
Men and women arm themselves as Slayers descend the walls.
They mount a fierce counterattack against the Slayers, women
fighting beside their men, Lyssa fighting beside Colwyn.
But suddenly the main gate is rammed open and a dozen
Slayers on horseback, led by Modred, attack the defenders
from the rear. In the melee, Colwynn and Lyssa are
separated.
EXT. QUEEN'S BALCONY - DAY
The Queen and her girls hear Slayers forcing the door to her
bedroom within.
QUEEN:
Help me up. I will die on my feet.
The two girls help the Queen to stand. She faces the door
defiantly as it bursts open. A Slayer steps into the
bedroom.
QUEEN:
And I will not die alone.
She hurls a knife, which pierces the Slayer's throat. But
even as he falls, three more Slayers enter the room and
advance on the three women, who stare back defiantly.
EXT. COURTYARD OF WHITE CASTLE - DAY
Colwyn sees that his father is being pressed by several
Slayers and hacks his way to his side. They dispatch their
assailants, then Colwyn looks through the courtyard for
Lyssa, who has just run a Slayer through with her short
sword, when she is felled from behind by Modred's mailed
fist. He picks her up and lays her across his saddle.
COLWYN:
They have Lyssa!
TUROLD:
You can't reach her!
(opens a door in the wall)
Through the door.
(as Colwyn hesitates)
Quickly!
They go through the door, and are followed shortly by two
Slayers.
INT. CORRIDOR IN WALL OF WHITE CASTLE - DAY
Colwyn and Turold back down the dark corridor, fighting the
two Slayers. They kill the Slayers but, in the exchange,
Turold is badly wounded. He leans against the wall, holding
himself erect by force of will.
TUROLD:
The passage. Open it.
Colwyn pressed one of the rough-hewn stones and a door
swings open in the wall: A staircase leads to an underground
passage. He moves to help his father through the door.
TUROLD:
(shaking his head)
You will go alone.
COLWYN:
I won't leave you here.
TUROLD:
You will do as I tell you. You will
try to reach Ynyr, the old one.
COLWYN:
I must follow the Slayers. They've
taken Lyssa.
TUROLD:
(sharply)
You will not follow the Slayers, you
will obey my command!
(softer)
You have no chance alone, boy. You
must try to break through to Ynyr.
He has great knowledge. Only with
his help can you save Lyssa.
They hear footsteps in the corridor.
TUROLD:
Go now.
(as Colwyn hesitates)
Go! I command you!
As Colwyn enters the passage and begins swinging the heavy
door shut, Modred appears, advancing on Turold with drawn
sword. Turold places himself in front of the door, but he is
weak from his wound and goes down under Modred's first blow.
Modred thrusts his sword into the crack of the door,
preventing it from closing. Turold, slumped against the
wall, looks up at him with pleading eyes.
TUROLD:
Spare him, Modred. Have you never
loved anyone?
MODRED:
(after a pause)
If I spare him, they will kill me.
TUROLD:
He is your godson now. He and Lyssa
were married.
Modred stares at him for some moments, then withdraws his
sword, allowing the door to close. Turold flashes a look of
gratitude, then dies.
EXT. COURTYARD OF WHITE CASTLE - DAY
The castle is in flames, the occupants slain.
The Slayers, mounted, wait in a double column for Modred's
command. Lyssa sits on a horse in the middle of the column,
her hands tied behind her. Modred approaches her with a skin
canteen of water, which she refuses by averting her face. He
steps back and signals the column, which trots out through
the main gate.
As Modred mounts his horse to follow the column, the twin
suns dip below the horizon. Modred rides through the main
gate, disappearing in the shadows. We hear an inhuman
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