Robin and Marian Page #2

And evil Prince John

Took one look at his sword

And fled to his castle

And prayed to the Lord

Follow him, follow him

Bloody and brave

I'll follow bold Robin

From here to the grave

They've turned us into heroes.

You didn't make it up?

I don't know where they come from.

They're everywhere.

We go from town to town.

How do you make a living?

While I take confessions...

...he takes the horses.

Everywhere we go they want to hear

about your deeds.

We didn't do them.

I know that.

I think I'll go to Barnesdale

in the morning. See my dad.

He died, John. Years ago.

Wouldn't have known me anyway.

What happened here?

Did Marian...?

Is she still alive?

Last time we passed Nottingham.

She lives down Kirkly way.

Lovely girl.

Haven't thought of her in years.

And the sheriff?

Still rules the county,

as powerful as ever.

Those were good days, fighting him.

What about the rest of us?

They died or went away.

When the Crusades ended

and you didn't come again...

...we took you to be dead.

Like Richard.

Aye, Richard, well...

I mean, King John must be mad.

His own kind have turned on him.

The kingdom is falling apart.

His queen is 12 years old and

all he does is stay in bed with her.

And you know he's fighting

with the pope.

You can't hear Mass or take Holy

Communion anywhere in England.

The time for us is now.

The people would come to you

if you called them.

Fight the king?

Then why did you come back?

Not to fight.

Sing us a song, Will.

One that really happened.

About Marian.

About Marian? Oh, aye.

Marian, now let's see...

Still, it would be something,

wouldn't it, Rob?

Not at my age.

No!

All right, come on, you.

You too. Hack the post.

My arms are getting tired.

Dolt! Get up.

They never learn.

No, no, no.

Put your bloody weight behind it.

All right!

I'll take two men at once.

The rest of you pay attention.

You...

...and you.

Any questions?

Tie that rope over there.

My lord sheriff!

Yes, my lord.

It's time to go.

Sir Ranulf.

In my domain, never tell me,

always ask.

Taxes, what you got?

One egg. Put it down.

- One chicken, Sam the Herdsman.

- Slow down a bit.

She won't be able to pay...

You have to work and pay taxes

like anybody else.

Hey! He's taken my egg.

He can't do that.

What am I gonna do?

Now what am I gonna do?

Watch it.

- Aren't we going to Nottingham?

- I thought we'd go by Kirkly first.

- Kirkly's this way.

- Aye, but Marian's up there.

- Up there?

- Well, aye.

- That's Kirkly Abbey.

- Aye, so it is.

What's she doing there?

She's lived there for 18 years.

A nun! She can't be!

Not my Marian.

You'll see.

- I won't know what to say.

- She'll think of something.

This will help the pain.

Hello, the abbey!

Damn!

Forgive me. It's the sheriff.

I have a busy day.

Hello.

John, you go in.

I never said goodbye,

she might be angry.

Better yet,

leave it for another day.

You there!

What in hell do you want?

This is Kirkly Abbey?

Yes, and I'm the abbess.

Who are you?

Good God, it's Marian.

Robin.

- What are you doing in that costume?

- Living in it.

Well, I've come home to you, Marian.

The wars are over.

I'm here.

It's Mother Jennet now.

You can trot right back to Jerusalem.

You're angry.

I haven't thought

of you in 20 years.

Give me a smile.

Invite me in.

Come back tomorrow.

I'll be gone.

- The sheriff's due. I'm off to prison.

- Off to prison?

Marian! What did you say?

Damn the man!

- Mother Jennet...

- They'll be here for me soon.

- You're in no danger, carry on.

- But...

No services, but help all those

who come as best you can.

Marian.

- What happened? Explain.

- I haven't time.

- But the sheriff? What did you do?

- God's work. That's what I do.

- I can save you.

- I have nothing to be saved from.

- I don't want you.

- You've got me.

- I like the way you look.

- More than I can say for you.

So this is your room.

And I thought I knew you.

What's happened to you?

Good things.

I work hard. I've studied herbs

and medicines. I love my life.

- And when the sheriff comes...

- What's he coming for?

I'm the abbess.

The king's ordered the clergy out

of England. I'm not going.

When he comes he'll find me

doing what I do.

- You mean to let him take you?

- God's with me.

- He didn't help us on the Crusades.

- Rob! Horsemen!

- Wait there.

- But it's my life, Robin.

You're a fool.

How many are they?

- Six!

- I like the odds.

My lord sheriff.

Robin.

Still not dead?

Not for want of trying.

You look well,

all things considered.

- How was the Crusade?

- A disappointment.

After all these years, look at us.

I'm just a former captain.

You're still the sheriff.

No advancement.

I can read and write.

Makes you suspect.

Not a duke in 20 reads a word.

Correct, my lord?

Books are for clerks.

How's Mother Jennet?

You find her changed?

I didn't find her. She'd gone off.

Two decades and I missed her by a day.

That's odd. I sent her warning

and she answered, "Come and get me."

Well, we've both come for nothing.

- So be it.

- I'm ready.

- That's the woman?

- It is.

- By my authority...

- Who's this oaf?

- Sir Ranulf.

- I'm your prisoner.

- Come back!

- Let go...

Release her!

- Can't you grow up?

- I'm saving you.

- Arrest them all.

- Not enough men.

- I'm here. I'll do it.

- You'll what?

In King John's name,

I charge you. Yield!

I'm trying to.

- Give her to me.

- Here.

- I warned him not to.

- Robin.

Oaf or not, he serves the king.

You're still free.

- Let me have her and you can go.

- I can't do that.

- Then I shall have to hunt you down.

- Good hunting, sheriff.

- God help you, Robin.

- lf he will.

So that's Robin Hood.

He's a dead man.

Yes.

But not just anyone's. He's mine.

Can you get on your horse,

Sir Ranulf?

- I didn't mean to hurt you.

- Nothing hurts.

I couldn't let them take you.

Take me! I was going.

I'll save you from prison.

- That I can do.

- It's none of your affair.

I don't know how I look,

but I'm not your Marian.

I can't imagine

living in the world again.

- Come morning I'll go to the sheriff.

- Why? Who would it serve?

There's always God.

- You went crusading, didn't you?

- Some things are worth dying for.

They had souls too,

the heathen that you killed.

If I should die in prison...

I'd rather not, but if it comes...

...it's for a reason.

I'll have stood for something.

But I won't have taken another life.

What will you do now?

Fight the sheriff?

More corpses?

Aren't you sick of it?

On the 12th of July, 1191...

...the mighty Acre fortress

fell to Richard.

His one great victory

in the Holy Land.

He was sick and never fought.

On August 20th, John and I were

outside the city, watching...

...while every Moslem left alive was

marched out in chains.

King Richard spared the richest for

ransoming, took the strong for slaves.

And he took all the children

and had them chopped apart.

When that was done,

he had the mothers killed.

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