The Navigator: A Medieval Odyssey Page #3

I can't know what everything means!

Well, if you do know something,

make bloody certain you warn us!

Hey!

Oh, Christ! Bloody Eric!

Bastard never even stopped.

Hey...

What's all this, then?

Hare bloody Krishna?

Well, they look like they've been

in the bush for a while.

Kid's alright.

Smell it out.

Gauge the wind.

- What the hell?

- Connor, I've got one.

Foundry.

Griffin...

Griffin, come here.

- Hurt?

- Foundry.

Ah, nothing broken.

Don't worry, lad. You're only the last

in a long series of accidents.

Hey, Tom?

Come on, we'll dress this

in the shop.

Blacksmiths.

We brought copper.

- Fresh off the boat, are you, boy?

- Copper. Cast it. Now.

Connor said you'd cast the spike.

You've got to help us

or the village is lost.

- Ah, shh, there.

- Please, cast it.

Shh, shh!

Can you understand these buggers?

Copper?

Aye, aye, copper.

You must cast it for us.

- I'll grind this.

- Careful. There's no pedal!

Faster, faster.

Quick, put that polish on the end.

Hey, hey!

Smithy, you've got to help us.

Please, Smithy.

Cast this spike.

If it's a casting you're after...

Sorry, son,

we're being closed down.

For the church.

Hang on. Over here.

The church wanted us

to cast a pinnacle.

Put the scaffold up.

We had this bed

lying around here for months,

waiting for them to scratch around,

getting some money.

No money.

The church is poor?

Yes. Well, like any other business, hey?

- When they don't want what you're selling.

- Selling?

Hell...

Pour the copper for us, please.

Pour the copper.

The church sent you... Did it?

Just who in hell are you?

Cast metal... now.

Jesus!

I thought you were

the bloody wreckers!

- Good copper.

- Aye, Cumbrian copper.

Smithy...

We're a foundry, aren't we?

We cast things?

Aye.

A furnace without bellows,

Searle!

Now we water-bath the spike.

- No. Just let it cool till tomorrow.

- No!

Before the dawn,

we got to raise it up by then.

Raise it? Tonight?

You want to raise this tonight?

Aye, our man Connor's on his way

to prepare the spire.

- Have a beer.

- Who are you guys?

Ale.

Let's help 'em out.

It's our last night, Smithy.

Give it a bash!

There's no money in this,

no one will pay you.

But the copper is a tribute.

And surely people have come

as we did with gifts?

- Gifts?

- From across the world.

Well, put it this way...

you'd probably be the first.

Please, Smithy, you must!

Any other night, son,

and I wouldn't do it.

Hey, hey!

Right, another hour we'll water-bath it.

Then we'll sling some scaffolding

on the back of the wagon.

Martin... you stay with the blacksmiths.

- We'll move on as the crow flies.

- Aye.

Not unless you can swim. The cathedral's

on the far side of the harbor.

That's right. We cross water.

Quick, Arno. Hurry!

Bloody horse! Come here.

Back off!

- Searle, it's stealing.

- Come here!

Push, Griffin, we need it.

Just hold still, will you?

Just hold still.

This bloody horse is just going

to hold us up. And it's thieving!

Arno, we need it

to winch up the spike.

Look, you know what happened to me

last time.

And I only borrowed the bloody thing!

Look, you won't get a horse that big

into a boat this small!

Oh, it's in.

Cor!

The devil's work was always

easy to do, eh, Searle?

Ew! Don't give me worms.

Bring back my bloody horse!

Bloody horse?

Doesn't matter to you if I lose

my other hand for thieving, does it?

Hey, you! Bring it back!

- You bastards!

- Oh, no!

Look, if they take a hand for a horse,

what the hell are they going to take

for a horse on a boat?

Shh! Something...

We'll never get there.

We're too slow.

This boat's too slow.

Arno, take oars!

Griffin... if there's something

out there, will you tell us?

I don't like this.

- I thought I told you to row!

- Alright, row.

There's nothing there,

is there, Searle?

What the hell is that?

You never tell us anything!

Jesus!

What is it?

Evil? An omen?

- You never bloody tell us!

- I didn't see it!

How could I have seen that?

It's coming to get us!

We... we're sorry...

for stealing the horse!

Oh! It can't hurt us, can it?

We're miners from Cumbria,

we've got a right of expedition!

We'll kill it!

Look out!

Don't let the whale eat us!

God's teeth! We're sinking!

Bail! Bail!

Oh, God! Sweet Mary Mother of Christ,

not the ocean deep! I can't swim!

Anything we don't need,

throw it over!

I can't swim!

- Where's your damn church, Griffin?

- I don't know!

Is it the last church in hell

you're taking us to, boy?

Queenfish...

Don't move!

- I remember the queenfish dive.

- Griffin...

- Above it, the church spire.

- Griffin!

One of us will fall.

One of us... dead!

One of us will die at the cathedral!

Who? Who dies at cathedral?

I don't know.

No?

It's not Arno.

Two hands, with hand over hand

before he fell.

It's me, ain't it?

The end for me.

I've watched them all picked away.

My wife in childbirth.

The child she died for.

Picked away.

My mother. Picked away.

Picked away!

And Ulf.

Picked away and picked away!

- Searle...

- No, Arno!

He holds our fate in his hands.

Oblivion, Griffin.

I'm last.

I die and my blood dies.

Connor. Connor!

Oh, he'll be safe.

Luck's always been with Connor.

For the love of God, Griffin, tell us.

We can't move until you tell us!

It could be Martin! Or you!

Could be me!

I want Connor, I want my brother back!

Oh, God.

Connor!

By God...

What is it? What's wrong?

None of us is wearing gauntlets.

No...

No!

Godspeed, Griffin.

It's Connor! He's the one who falls!

Connor's going to fall!

Arno, talk to him.

Make sure he doesn't try swimming.

As soon as we reach the beach,

we'll run like the wind, boy.

No! It's not fast enough.

I've got to take the horse.

- The horse stays with me!

- Get off!

Then I'll ride the huge sows,

like Connor.

You stay away from those things.

They're not God's work.

But, Searle, I've got to beat him

to the church or he'll fall.

You'll not leave us now, will you?

Without you, we're blind.

It's Connor.

And the tallest spire in Christendom.

How the hell

did he get up there?

When we reach shore,

remember, no one travels alone, Griffin.

You're our eyes, you stay with us.

Griffin!

Now what?

Griffin! Don't leave us!

I'll fetch him.

- No, Searle, you can't!

- Go on, get over.

You'll swamp us!

You can't get that horse off...

Searle, come back!

Come on! Come on!

Hey, Searle!

Hurry!

Searle!

Come back here, boy!

What am I supposed to do

with this boat?

Catch him or we're lost!

What about me?

Where do I go? Which way?

It's alright for you,

you've got the horse!

Wait!

Griffin!

Griffin!

Wait for me!

'The fact is, you still have

an alliance with America.

'This is the real world, 1988.

'You can isolate one little pocket

of the world and say "nuclear-free".

'Oh, you can try,

but then, there is no refuge.

'No pocket,

no escape from the real world.'

Where's the cathedral?

- No!

- Devils in everywindow!

- Get back, boy.

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