Sword Of The Valiant: The Legend Of Sir Gawain And The Green Knight Page #4

your friends much last time.

And what are you doing here?

Baron Fortinbras didn't take

kindly to finding his gems gone.

And... God help me...

he remembered

a certain large friar...

whose presence

was not coincidental.

Now they have me here. They

have not yet found the stones.

They shall be my reward

when I get out.

Get out?

- I hope you paid for those.

- Dearly, my son.

What's the plan?

Brigades, advance!

Guards, move up to the attack!

Masterly, masterly!

Simply masterly!

Infantry up there!

Infantry up there!

Father...

Cannon fire decimating

some of the cavalry.

Father...

Advance, advance!

Not now, I'm playing!

Advance!

And finally, finally...

I take the castle!

But, oh...

oh, what appalling losses.

Particularly amongst our allies.

Father, I want... I wanted to...

Not... not now, my son.

I'm hungry!

Just don't tell me

you had the key all along.

Shh. Let's go quietly, my son.

And the churl

had the impudence...

to tell me that his arms

are pledged to Bertilak!

Heh. So...

I cut off his arms...

and I sent them to Bertilak.

- Father...

- Not now, Oswald.

You're spoiling my story.

My lord...

Sir Bertilak and his retinue

have entered for parleys!

They're already

within the gates!

Bid him enter.

Rats seem to like Fortinbras.

You jump down first, my son.

Then I'll show you a way out

of this accursed place.

Come on,

the sand'll break your fall.

Quick, hide!

Nah, nothing. Only the rats.

Quick.

It seems a shame to deprive

them of such a feast as you.

That's kind of you, my friend.

Come on, this way.

Ah, Sir Bertilak!

We are indeed honored

by such a polished presence.

I didn't come here

to dally with you!

This ceaseless raiding into

my western provinces must stop.

From this day forward,

my people must live in peace!

Your territory?

- The lands are mine!

- Then it is war.

Done.

Sir Bertilak...

perhaps there is another way

to settle our differences.

Wars, after all, are such

a clumsy way to settle anything.

And so costly.

The last time I escaped

from here, my son...

I was

a slightly slimmer friar.

And lighter.

Sergeant!

Yeah? What do you want?

Here, sergeant,

we were wondering...

is that your boy out there

working with the horses?

Get the sword.

- Gawain, are you all right?

- A bit taller.

Have you got everything?

The boat? The crossbow?

Yes. We'll requisition it.

There's a crossbow.

- Hold onto the rope.

- God's help, my son.

In exchange for

this desolate wasteland...

we can offer a prize

worth a dozen provinces.

It is a maiden...

so fair, she would set

even the silvery moon to shame.

Gawain! Hey!

Come on, friar!

Well done, friar!

- God forgive me.

- He will. Come on.

Get up!

Get up!

Here, what's the password?

- Um, well...

- My son...

How's that for a password?

Gawain!

You're drunk.

He's down there.

"Where life is emptiness,

gladness.

"Where life is darkness, fire."

Gawain, you must eat.

Halfway through the riddle

and nothing to live for.

I'm not going on, Humphrey.

Life wouldn't be the same

without Linet.

But, Gawain...

I'm leaving.

Don't try to follow me.

I have to go my own way now.

No, don't.

Let him go.

Soon, my friend, soon.

We, like life and death,

both ride the night.

Like the full moon,

are doomed by morning's light.

If anyone's up there,

let me in!

Please, please let me in!

- I'm coming!

- Let me in, I say!

- Let me in!

- Patience! Patience!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

Is it you who's calling?

Be off with you!

We have no truck with beggars

at this court!

I'm not a beggar. I'm a knight.

I've traveled far, and I demand

to see your lord at once.

You? A knight?

And you demand to see my lord,

is it?

He's not so comical-minded

as me.

He might not see the joke in it.

Well, the joke will be mine...

when I see you whipped

for your insolence.

Oh, very well. Enter.

I'll go and awake my lord.

I hope this place

is more real than Lyonesse.

Open those shutters there.

Forgive me for disturbing you.

I am Gawain,

a knight of a noble court.

I have journeyed far

and seek shelter.

Fellow knight,

you shall have what you seek...

nor shall you need leave here...

until you are made

fully well again.

Am I dreaming?

Or is it really you, Linet?

We are awake,

and yet we dream on.

You, I thought were lost.

And I, you.

Sir Bertilak found me

when I was in peril of my life.

Through the fire,

he came to save me.

There had been so much horror.

And Oswald...

Sir Bertilak

bought me out of my captivity.

So I was his, as his horse

or his sword might be.

But he set me free...

and told me I may stay or go,

as my heart bade me.

I chose to stay.

Like a sister

might love a brother...

I came to love him, too.

It is nothing.

Get well. Think only of that.

This makes good seeing.

Linet must have

tended you well...

for life is already

coming back into you.

My borrowed year is ended.

Tomorrow, I ride out

to meet the Green Knight.

But I'd hate to lose my head

in this beautiful castle.

- Gawain, don't.

- I have to face it.

I've only solved

two lines of the riddle.

Two?

Look about you.

Isn't this all golden?

"Where life is golden, sorrow."

And this is the sorrow.

Take this sash,

and no evil will befall you.

A remarkable man.

- You know where I ride.

- We knew the day.

We have a score to settle.

Who is this knight?

What quarrel have I with him?

He is my champion!

He fights for me!

Well, gentle friends,

one last good fight.

Caspar...

shoot him in the back.

Wrong back, Caspar.

Attack!

Forward into battle!

Into the fray!

Come on, lads!

Oswald will be mine!

Humphrey, behind you!

At last!

Gawain!

Gawain! Gawain!

Gawain! Look out, Gawain!

- To the death, Oswald.

- One more for the dung heap.

Caspar! Shoot him!

Bowman, stop.

Leave the wretch

to his miserable end.

It may be his last fight...

but at least

let him fight it fairly.

That's that score settled.

Take me away.

Now there's just our score

to settle, Gawain.

We have an appointment

at the Green Chapel...

before the sun goes down.

Unless, of course,

you've answered my riddle.

I have found emptiness

and fire and sorrow...

but I have not found,

"Where life is lost, wisdom."

There is no wisdom

in the killing...

I have done this day.

Then you must pay your debt.

God be with you, my son.

When my time comes, I'm afraid

I won't be asking you...

to join me

in the place I'm going.

When we set out on this quest,

we were as children.

All that seems a lifetime away.

Now I know

that you are a true knight.

Farewell, dear friend.

I salute you, Sir Gawain.

- And I.

- And I, my friend.

Come with me.

Welcome to my dwelling.

How time flies.

Twelve sweet, short months,

and life is done.

Never fear, Gawain.

Clean and swift will be my blow.

Kneel.

Make yourself ready

for your cut.

What? You who think yourself

afraid of no man...

do you now flinch away

from the axe?

Well, I didn't flinch away when

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