Willow Page #2

- Ooh.

It's going back to the village!

Ignore the bird.

Follow the river.

Move out!

- Hold on, Meegosh.

- What's wrong?

- We have to stop.

- Stop? Why?

- The baby's sick.

She's not sick!

Let me see.

Uhaghh!

Take her! Take her!

She'll be fine

once she gets some rest.

Clean me up.

I didn't ask you

to bring me a dead nursemaid.

-Sorsha, you're useless!

-I'm backtracking the nursemaid's trail.

I'll find where

she hid the baby.

Ah, General Kael, at last.

My queen. I have destroyed

the castle at Galladoorn.

Well done. But now I have

another task for you.

Help my daughter to find

that tiny, helpless baby...

that continues

somehow to elude her.

The baby of the prophecy?

- The one that would destroy you?

- I need that baby alive.

I must perform

the ritual that will...

exile the child's spirit

into oblivion.

- Find her!

- I don't need his help, Mother.

You'll do as I say, child.

I read the signs.

One day. I fear, your daughter

will betray you.

I trust her loyalty

more than I trust yours.

- Move!

It's an ambush.

Come on. Move!

- Come on!

The Nelwyns have got the baby.

We've searched the village.

But a group of them

Is on the road somewhere.

They couldn' t have gone far!

Widen the search

and report to Sorsha!

Come. We'll keep to the woods.

That's it!

It's the crossroads!

Keep this fire high.

We don't know what's out there.

- What was that?

Get the spears!

- Uhh. Uhh.

Give me some water, peck.

or you die.

Do you understand?

- Water.

- Yeah.

Hurry up!

Get me some water.

you measly little pecks.

It's a Daikini.

We're in luck.

We can't give her to him!

- Somebody put him there for a reason.

- We've got to get rid of her.

- Those soldiers are after us.

- Shhh.

He's looking right at us.

We've got to give

that baby to somebody.

I'm somebody.

Let me out of here. I'll take care

of the baby.

- I trust him completely.

- But he tried to strangle me.

- I want to go home!

- No, Burglekutt!

- We should wait!

- Are you challenging my authority?

As far as this baby

is concerned... yes.

Don't listen to him, Burglekutt.

Fine. You stay here alone.

but we're going.

That's a bad idea.

Very bad.

- Dangerous out there.

- Get the gear, men.

- vohnkar-

- It's not his decision!

Burglekutt, you're troll dung.

Don't let him

talk to you that way.

Listen here, runt.

While you're wasting time here.

your fields aren't getting planted.

- Think about it!

- Burglekutt. I'm gonna-

You're gonna what?

Some day. Burglekutt.

Some day.

Vohnkar, let's go!

Meegosh, are you coming?

- I'm staying.

- Come on, men.

Burglekutt. Let me out of here.

I'll take care of the baby. I swear.

just let me out of here.

Please!

Vohnkar, let me borrow that spear...

just for a minute.

Get-

Well, at least get me some water!

Burglekutt, don't leave me alone

with these two!

- What'll we do now, Willow?

Well, that was really stupid, peck.

- Don't call me a peck.

- Oh. I'm sorry... peck.

- Peck, peck, peck, peck.

- You be careful!

I'm a powerful sorcerer.

See this acorn?

- I'll throw it, and turn you to stone.

- Whoo-

I'm really scared.

No, don't! Don't!

There's a peck here

with an acorn pointed at me!

Oh, I wouldn't

want to waste it.

Ha!

Peck, peck, peck, peck.

peck, peck, peck.

peck, peck!

- What was that?

Mornin', boys.

Rough night last night.

wasn't it?

I don't think I introduced

myself yesterday.

My name is Madmartigan.

and you are, uh-

No. Meegosh.

Don't go near him.

- He's dangerous.

- I am not.

Good.

Stop! Wait!

- Whoa!

- What's going on?

- Smells like a battle.

I suppose you're a warrior.

I am the greatest swordsman

that ever lived.

Humph.

Say, uh- Could I have

some of that water?

I don't know why I try.

I guess I am gonna die here.

Who cares.

- Here.

- Thanks, friend. Oh!

- What's that?

I'd say

two or three hundred horses,

five or six wagons...

and about a thousand fools.

- Thank you. Ohh-

- Come on, Meegosh.

It's gonna be

all right, little bobbin.

- Everything's gonna be all right.

- Excuse me, sir.

- Out of the way, peck!

Uh, pardon me.

Uh-

Excuse me, sir. We found one

of your babies in our village.

Will you please

take care of her?

We're going into battle, little ones.

Find a woman to take care of her.

They thought you were

a woman. Airk.

Well-

-Madmartigan, what did you do this time?

-Nothing you wouldn't have done.

I always knew

you'd end up in a crow's cage.

At least I'm not

down there herding sheep.

What are you doing this far north?

The Nockmaar army

destroyed Galladoorn.

The castle?

Bavmorda's troops are

crushing everything in sight.

Come on.

Let me out of here, Airk.

Give me a sword.

I'll win this war for you.

Madmartigan-

I still serve Galladoorn.

You serve no one.

Remember?

Sit in your coffin and rot.

- Hyah!

- Wait, Airk. You need me!

I'll be around

long after you're dead!

When I get out of here,

I'm gonna cut your head off...

and stick it

on a pig pole!

- I miss Kiaya and the bobbins.

We're running out of food.

Nobody's gonna

take care of that baby.

You know why?

Nobody cares.

Except me.

You want to go back to your families.

I want out of this cage.

Let me take care of that baby.

I'll look after her like she was my own.

I believe he would, Willow.

He doesn't know

anything about babies.

Right. But I know

a lot of women who do.

If I had somebody in my life,

a little daughter, perhaps.

I might have a reason

to go on living.

You can't leave me

in here to die.

Not when all I want

to do is protect her.

I feel better!

-You've done the right thing! -Okay. All right. All right.

- You gotta promise to feed her.

- Come to Daddy, little darlin'.

- And keep her clean.

- Absolutely.

- Hee, hee, hee!

- Wheee!

She likes me.

Here are her changing rags.

- And her milk bladder.

- Any milk in there?

- It's for her!

- I wouldn't steal from a baby.

- You wory too much, peck.

- It's Willow.

- I mean Willow.

Now listen, boys- Willow.

You've done the right thing.

And I want you to get home

and bring your crop in.

- Good-bye, little one.

Please, take good care of her.

I give you my word of honor!

- Meegosh, slow down!

- Oh, come on!

If we hurry, we can be home by

tomorrow morning. We'll be heroes.

- Do you really think so?

- Sure.

"Look, there's

Willow and Meegosh.

The heroes have come home."

"Welcome back, boys.

You deserve medals!"

- Yeah, Medals.

Meegosh-

- Did we do the right thing?

- Absolutely.

- There's nothing to wory about.

Hyah! Ha!

I stole the baby! I stole the baby!

- Hyah!

- That's my baby!

- Stop! Wait! Come back!

Left, you stupid bird.

Left! Ha ha!

- Ah!

- Ow!

Brownies!

Let's get out of here!

- Come on, Meegosh!

- Ow!

- Uhh-uh-huh-uh.

- Uhh. Oww!

We'll outrun 'em!

-Hey, ugly, wake up!-

Huh?

- Stand your ground. He's our prisoner.

Meegosh,

where's the baby?

Bring the Nelwyns tome.

All right, you heard her!

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