Tristan + Isolde Page #4

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And empty ones if in the end...

all they hold are days and days without love.

Love is made by God.

Ignore it and you suffer as you cannot imagine.

Then I will no longer live without it.

Good. Very good.

- Come. We'll be late.

- Late?

The warriors ride out on the full moon.

It's an old ritual.

I shall miss you tonight.

How many did you love before me?

None.

And after me?

None.

Lord Marke? Are you all right?

Nothing hurt but my pride.

- Tristan, I need to speak with you.

- Yeah.

We haven't even had a coronation yet,

and Marke and Wictred are already at odds.

Now, he breaks tradition and scares

all the barons by naming you his second.

I tried to convince him you'd be better.

Yes, well, peace can be

just as treacherous as war...

and I fear that Marke doesn't re-

Listen to me!

- Our attention must be on Cornwall,

now more than ever.

Melot.

I'm sorry he didn't choose you. I am.

Can I speak to you?

Uncle, you don't seem to understand

what you have done here.

- I'm sick of your moaning!

- Why can't-

What do you think became of them?

They were lives, just lived.

Ifind myself imagining things in this place.

I decorate it- books, a harp there.

A child.

Would it be his or mine?

I'd have no way to tell, would I?

He's a kind man, Tristan.

I cannot hate him.

Yesterday at the market,

I saw a couple holding hands...

and I realized we'll never do that.

Never anything like it.

No picnics or unguarded smiles.

No rings.

Just... stolen moments that leave too quickly.

- This one's pretty.

- They look the same to me.

- I like this one.

- Tristan, where have you been hiding?

Now that you're here, are we going

to be honored with your presence tonight?

Wh-Where is the-

About time.

- Where's Isolde?

- I don't know for sure.

She was having a walk in the garden before and-

I'm afraid I grew tired,

so I returned.

Um, it's my fault.

Want to get caught,

the both of you?

He's lookin' for you right now.

Not through the castle.

He'll see you!

I told you this was going to happen.

There's another door here, forgotten.

This comes up in

the bottom chamber of the keep.

- I hate this.

- Hurry.

Go on.

I'm tired of this.

Tired of lying for you.

- Sick of it.

- Then don't.

There was a servant's child.

Quite ill, but doing better now.

I didn't ask you where you were.

Your heart's beating so fast.

Is it?

Isolde.

Is there anything I can do to make you happy?

I want to make you happy.

I'm fine.

She's in love with Tristan.

They're intimates.

If I expose them, it'll break Marke's heart

and his hold on the other barons.

How?

With Marke's champion in chains,

I'll take Castle D'Or.

You can land your armies unopposed.

There'll be no one defending the inland waters.

And your price?

I want Marke's throne.

In a few years, when his reign falls apart...

we'll go over and pick up the pieces.

Tristan?

May I speak with you?

Is it possible, do you think,

a man blinded by love-

Is it possible that man might not

see treachery right in front of him?

I found this hidden among Isolde's things.

Do you think she has a lover?

Has she said anything to you?

No.

Perhaps you could follow her. I, uh-

I-I can't ask anyone else.

I know, l- I know what you think.

I'm acting like a child, but-

Normally I can read faces.

With hers, I feel l- I can't be objective.

She's so delicate.

I just look at it and l-

You really love her.

Oh, I do.

Terribly.

I didn't know how empty I was.

She... sustains me.

She thrills me.

And when I see this ring,

it's a ring of thorns.

The ring is nothing.

She's loyal to you.

I'm sure of it.

If you say so.

I count nine.

If they move in, have your

squires fly a black flag.

You bring an entourage?

I can't go sailing all alone

in my position, Lord Marke.

Don't worry.

They'll stay offshore.

Daughter, I have missed you.

My nephew, Melot, governor of Cornwall.

And Tristan, slayer of my best general.

Winner of Isolde.

Defender of the alliance.

- You're a fortunate man.

- Indeed.

Tristan!

Seems I worried for nothing.

May I dance with the queen...

- or is Tristan to have the next one?

- No.

That's right. You've never

danced with Isolde before.

A new song for Tristan.

Slow.

Why did you burn it?

You know.

Meet me there now or I'll die.

I could still tutor you a thing or two...

dancing being one of them.

- Accuse him now.

- No, no, no, no.

We'll have more than accusations.

- Is something the matter?

I'm- I'm just feeling a

little weary, that's all.

Might just go and have a lie down.

Of course.

Friends, friends, hear me.

We've forgotten the full moon.

Isn't it time to ride out?

No, no, no, no.

This night calls for an exception.

Oh, but the coronation should uphold tradition.

Surely, do we neglect it already?

We honor it... with half a night.

Ride out!

Where's Tristan?

Whoa, whoa! Hyah, hyah!

I miss Ireland.

Isolde, this must end.

- That's like asking me to stop breathing.

- It cannot be.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Over here. Through here.

Whoa!

Please don't leave me.

Please.

Isolde. Tristan, what are you-

No.

I see how it is in Cornwall.

My money is good enough.

My alliance is good enough!

But my daughter you pass among

your lieutenants like a whore!

- It's not like-

- I see no relation to me here.

There is no peace with this king!

I pledge no allegiance to shame.

I won't fight for this.

Seize them.

Seize them.

Behold your hero, Uncle.

I'll have my own heroes now.

They're ashore.

Prove your worth.

If a man can't rule his woman...

- how can he govern an entire kingdom?

- He can't.

Yeah. We should sue for peace.

It's all been coming apart.

You can feel it.

You're right. There's very little time.

Fortunately, Donnchadh

has no quarrel with anyone here.

He's asked me to give you a message.

What's this?

It's compensation for the men you'll lose...

attacking Castle D'Or with Donnchadh tomorrow.

Let's be honest.

Our people need a stronger chief.

- Who might that be, Wictred?

- Melot.

For too long, the ablest among us

has been denied his rightful place.

I pledge him my allegiance

and offer my services as his second.

I like this plan.

I came to apologize.

I've been... selfish.

Arrogantly thinking that

perhaps I'd given enough...

over these past nine years to merit,

if not your love, then at least your respect.

A home...

a kingdom, your very life-

Why was it not enough?

Tell me.

Tell me!

You don't know what you have done!

Everything is destroyed! Everything!

All because you did not have enough!

'She's loyal to you.

I am sure of it.'

You bloodsucker.

What I could have been...

had I not stretched out this hand

to save your wretched life.

How I curse that day.

How I curse it.

Well, insult me with your defense.

Then I will contemplate your punishment.

Donnchadh marches on us as we speak.

She's young, and they were wrong...

but king or no king,

I will not let you harm her.

How long?

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