Merlin Page #6
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( sighs )
You know, we're
not as young as
we used to be.
( chuckling )
Quite, quite.
Come on, old friend.
I'm not ready
for you to see me.
Let me be the judge of that.
I'm a monster.
I can't.
Mab is too strong.
Leave this place
and come with me.
I'm... I'm not ready
to face the world.
When will you
be ready?
I don't know.
Uther:
Three-month siege
and we still haven't taken it.
There's no way
across
The causeway, sire.
My advice to you
is give it up.
It's madness.
I must have Igraine.
As one who's been
to Colchester, sire
As one who knows
a few things
I have to tell you
That the kingdom
is falling apart
Whilst we tear
ourselves to pieces.
If this was
for money or
love or power
I could
understand it
But all this for
Cornwalls wife?
You were born
old, Boris.
to lust after a woman.
I've spent all
my life fighting...
Bloody days
and cold nights
With a naked sword
as my bedfellow.
You'll never
take Tintagel.
Wha...?
Hundreds are dead
because you have an itch.
Will you help cure me
Of that itch?
You've lost
your reputation, Uther.
A reputation's like glass--
once cracked, it can
Never be repaired.
Will you help me?
I don't know you anymore.
You've become an ouroboros.
You'll devour
The world in your lust.
Will you
help me?
Yes, I'll help you.
I have to be mad
to stop this madness.
What will
it cost me?
You will have
the Lady Igraine
But there will
be a child, a boy--
I've seen him, Uther.
He's mine.
What will you
do with him?
Teach him honor
and goodness.
I can do that.
Honor and goodness--
the words stick in your throat.
You choke on them
just as you'll choke
on your vomit in the end.
Very well.
I agree.
And once more...
Cornwall will not be harmed.
Not by me.
Then break camp.
Withdraw your army now,
in daylight
While Cornwall can see you.
Cornwall:
Uthers breaking camp.
We'll follow him.
Don't leave,
my Lord.
Why not?
I have a feeling...
The castle's well-guarded.
You will be safe,
my love.
Look after
your mother,
eh, Morgan?
I will, father.
Man:
Come on! Pick them up!
Come on!
And on!
Merlin:
Remember, Uther
You only have
until the morning.
The night is
your friend.
Use it.
( laughing )
You don't approve.
Well, of course
I don't approve.
The end justifies
the means, sir Rupert.
Where have I heard
that before?
Man:
His lordship Cornwall
approaches!
Open the gates!
Open the gates.
His lordship returns.
My Lord.
( door opens )
Back so soon, my Lord?
Yes.
Yes.
Uther's really gone.
Mother...
My place
Is here with you.
Mother, that's...
Time for you
to go to bed
Little girl, huh?
Let me go!
Not... Not another word.
But I didn't say good night.
Good night.
Good night.
And then,
good night.
Things fall apart, they say.
Uther had betrayed me,
killed Cornwall
But then, I'd betrayed Igraine
by helping Uther
Seduce her.
So the wheel of life turns--
One betrayal
leads to another and another.
The innocent die.
It haunted me
for the rest of my life.
( gasping )
Woman:
Nearly there.
Nearly there.
Woman 2:
More water.
Frik, what are you doing?
Writing fairy stories
so you'd be remembered.
You don't need to do that.
I'll not be forgotten.
Well...
Well?
For us.
for us.
I'm going
To make sure.
Woman:
That's it.
Frik:
Hello, Morgan.
Who are you?
Shh.
I'm a gnome.
You're tall for a gnome,
aren't you?
As a matter of fact
Gnomes do indeed come
in all shapes and sizes.
I'm the tall kind.
Can you do magic?
Of course.
Watch.
Ah!
Beautiful lady...
I am at your service.
Your wish is my command.
( laughing )
Watch me swash a buckle.
( chuckling )
That's real magic
Not tricks.
Will you teach me
how to do that?
I certainly shall
if you do something for me.
Your new
baby brother
Will be born soon.
How terribly exciting,
don't you think?
He's not my
real brother.
The man who made him
wasn't my real father.
Well, I mean,
that's clever, Morgan.
You'll make
a wonderful pupil
For the fantastic things
I can teach you.
What do you
want me to do?
Just put this Stone
in the baby's crib.
Woman:
Just a little more.
Push.
Igraine:
No!
Push.
Ingraine:
No!
Push.
Yes, yes. You're
doing so well.
Ingraine:
No!
That's it.
Take my hand.
Take my hand.
Come on,
come on.
( agonized gasping continues )
Merlin:
And so, Arthur was born.
It's a boy!
( baby crying )
At last
A good man, a good king.
You're easily fooled, Merlin.
Uther fooled you
when he killed Cornwall.
Now his child is damned.
The boy
Is mine!
He'll be his father's son.
Because of him
The days of blood
will go on and on
And out of it
The people will come back
to me.
I'll see you fade
Into nothing!
Poor Merlin.
Wrong again.
I'm winning.
I can't stand
the thought
Of people peering
Whispering,
pointing at me.
We'll live in the Forest.
Animals don't point
and whisper.
But it's a
dream, Merlin.
I want
to make it real.
I found
a peace here
In prayer
and meditation.
It is a peace
It passes
my understanding.
To be honest, Nimue
It passes
my understanding, too.
Why do you shut yourself
away here?
To be nearer
my God.
The nearer you are to him
the further you are from me.
Will you take off
that veil?
Where was I?
Oh, yes, yes.
Arthur had just been born.
I fostered him
with sir Hector.
The golden rule--
do unto others
As you would have them do
unto you.
Now, by others...
I was his tutor.
I didn't teach him magic.
I taught him ethics and morals.
Arthur.
It is much more difficult,
believe me.
( fist banging )
His real father
King Uther, went mad...
Kill the prisoners.
And killed himself.
( gasping )
Man:
Guards, the king!
And that brings us up to date,
I think.
Arthur grew up to be
a fine young man.
Perhaps, as usual, I expected
Too much for him but he was
the vessel of all my hopes.
Arthur, don't charge around
like that.
The horses
don't like it.
And don't get off.
Have you heard the news?
King Uther's dead.
Rupert.
Didn't you hear
what I said?
The king's dead.
I know.
Know?
How could you know
out here
In the woods?
Little bird told me.
Where are
we going?
To make you king.
Merlin, tell me.
How can I be king?
Because you were
born to it.
I've no royal blood
in me.
Merlin.
Man:
Stand aside.
This is a job
for a man.
The old windbag
back again.
If he's not careful
He'll do himself
an injury.
( groaning )
Arthur kept asking me,
but I wasn't ready.
the death of Cornwall
My part
to tell him.
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