The Crusades Page #5

Water may be poisoned

as easily as wine.

It is our custom

that someone first taste

the cup offered a king.

Richard of England

offers no poisoned cup.

Drink.

Well?

She did well!

Brave.

Well,

what have you come to say?

Must my wife give you courage

to speak as well as drink?

Your wife?

She does not wear

the Crown of England yet.

Robert, give my wife

escort to my tent.

Your Majesties.

Milord Sultan.

Now, what brings you here

in truce before us?

I offer peace to you,

foes of Islam.

He does well to make peace.

You will surrender Acre,

and then Jerusalem...

I will surrender nothing.

Go, while yet you live.

Lead your armies

and your ships over the sea,

whence you came.

I say to you,

go in peace while you can.

Boasting is cheap.

Life is cheap.

We do not fear you.

We are many kings.

And I am one king

with many armies.

Go and live, stay and die.

Bold words.

We'll answer you with steel.

With this sword,

I'll cut my way

into Jerusalem.

No. You'll find

the blade too dull.

My sword dull?

Here, fetch me a mace.

An iron mace.

Guard.

Bring up a chair.

Set it in line with this.

My sword dull?

Good, Richard.

The Lion King has shown us

the strength of his arm...

not the sharpness

of his sword.

What does he mean?

The blade cut iron.

Here. Cut through this...

in midair.

That's impossible.

It offers no resistance.

Why, look!

Work of the devil.

Magic.

Lmpossible.

Witchcraft.

The devil is in him.

Black magic.

A sharp blade,

my Lord Sultan.

But Christian armor

is not made of silk.

Just as easily

will I cut your Crusade

to pieces...

unless you accept my terms.

From you, Sultan of Islam,

I accept only war.

Milords.

My answer is war.

No terms. War.

War.

For God and the cross.

Very well, milords, war.

Within a month,

I shall enter Jerusalem.

By Allah...

you shall never pass

the gates of Jerusalem.

Arrogance.

Unbeliever.

Speak no more.

This is war.

The Saracen's steel is sharp.

Richard, by what right...

do you call yourself

leader of the Crusade?

I don't care who leads

if it be through Acre

toward Jerusalem.

Or who gives command

if it be to battle.

But, Richard,

you know very well...

Milords, please.

You must not quarrel.

England and France

are the hope of the Crusade.

Yes.

Conrad is right.

You must stand together

until we win Jerusalem.

The Oath of the Crusade

binds us.

Richard gave no thought

to that when he made

this marriage...

if marriage indeed it be.

Philip.

Steady.

Marriage it is,

Cousin Philip.

It is more than a marriage.

It's a studied insult

to France.

Be careful!

Richard.

I regret the insult.

But not the marriage.

Third hour of the night...

and all's well.

Good night, Tina.

Good night, Tina.

Oh!

Good night, Tina.

I said, good night, Tina.

You didn't find your way

to my tent, did you?

I liked my own tent better.

How should you know?

My bedposts are Matthew,

Mark, Luke, and John.

They are consecrated

to my safety.

I, too, as your husband,

am consecrated to your safety.

Then stand on guard,

outside.

Is it Saladin that you fear?

He looked at you today,

I noticed.

Saladin would not

force himself upon me.

And he's an infidel,

remember.

Infidel.

Had you but half his courtesy.

Have I spoken harshly?

That's easily changed.

Might it please

my sweet queen...

to come

to her husband's tent?

You see,

you don't answer to courtesy.

Get up.

No.

Matthew, Mark, Luke...

and John...

I wish you to understand

that this lady is my wife.

Who wishes to be alone.

I just wanted

to assure them.

What are you doing?

Why, I usually remove

my spurs before retiring.

If I scream, every woman

in this camp will come.

All right then, scream.

Listen to your minstrel

meowing of love.

You don't know what love is.

Perhaps I do.

Even if I can't put it

into pretty words.

Oh, it isn't what you say,

it's...

It's what you are.

I'm no pale gallant

to sit at a woman's feet.

No, I should say you're not.

You take by storm.

What's a woman to you?

A citadel? A herd of cattle?

Oh, Richard of England,

it's not as easy as that.

Now, will you please

leave my tent?

As you will.

Since you go with me.

Richard, what are you doing?

Let me go. Richard, let me go!

I told you to go to my tent

and that's where you're going.

I am not going to your tent.

Put me down.

You are.

If I can find you.

Where the...

I'll get you out of here.

Look here, I'm your husband.

You're not.

This is my husband.

This is what I married.

For goodness sake,

be reasonable.

You little devil!

My husband will protect me.

Drop that sword, you wildcat.

Not until

you get out of my tent,

you blustering barbarian.

Milord of England. Milord.

King Richard.

Sire.

Pardon.

Well?

We're attacked, sire.

Saladin attacks from the gate.

Run the mantelets forward.

Mass the knights.

Charge behind them.

Stanley, take mantelets

one to 50.

Sire, your spurs.

Blount,

take mantelets 50 to 100.

Aye, my lord.

If you'd been in my tent...

they wouldn't have had to look

all over the camp for me.

Well, I didn't ask you

to come here.

Mass the longbows

on the right flank,

crossbows on the left.

Aye, sire.

Tell your men.

Carry the flares forward.

Aye, sire.

You didn't ask me

to come here.

The next time you will.

Sire, they're throwing

wildfire from the walls.

All right,

cover the war engines.

Wet hides for the war engines.

Where are the French?

They mass for attack

on the west tower.

We'll strike

toward the gate.

Now then,

where the devil

is my sword?

Richard.

Robert, stay here. Keep her

in bed if you can. I can't.

Sire, my place is with you.

Stay here.

If the infidels break through

our lines, guard my wife.

He may be killed.

Yes, milady.

And I must stay here.

I love him, if you do not.

Milord.

Dear lady,

a dreadful thing has happened.

To Richard?

Yes, dear child.

To my sorrow.

He's wounded.

No.

He's...

No.

He's not dead.

He's not harmed as yet.

But a messenger has arrived

from England.

Bad news?

Tell me, my dear.

You love Richard greatly,

don't you?

I am his wife.

He never comes to your tent,

yet you love him.

No.

Your lips say no...

but your eyes just now

when you thought him dead...

Tell me, what's the matter?

What does the messenger say?

You sew a Crusader's banner.

Tell me.

But you stand

between England and France.

And anyone who stands there,

Berengaria...

is in the way of the Crusade.

Yes, in the path of God.

What right have you

to say a thing like that?

How terrible that

the lovely thing you are...

could destroy Richard.

Destroy Richard?

And the Crusade.

But how could I?

I'd give my life...

There'd be no need

for that if only

Richard would give you up.

Annul your marriage,

send you away.

Does Richard want that?

No. No.

Richard will not let you go...

and it is not in your power

to give him up.

My dearest child,

you must be very brave...

for you alone

can help him now.

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