Willow Page #12

Suddenly the wagon wheel wobbles and the rim flies off.

The jolt throws the minion off balance. Madmartigan

kicks him. The minion hurtles off the taligate but

holds on, dragged by the wagon.

Rool and Teemo grab hold of a rope securing a large

wooden keg. Together they yank it. Untying the keg and

sending it tumbling off the back. The minion looks up

in horror as the heavy keg crushes him.

But the danger is far from over. The wagon rocks along

with one wheel half-destroyed. Willow whips the reins

and looks over his shoulder. Steam-rolling toward them

is the war chariot!

The Nockmaar CHARIOT DRIVER stands up and stuffs the

reins in his mouth. He rasise his arm and begins to

twirl a deadly weapon, a kind of bolo-blade, over his

head.

Madmartigan defends himself with a wooden wagon-post.

The chariot driver hurls the whistling blade: CHONK!

It lodges in the post. Madmartigan tugs. So does the

chariot driver. Back and forth, the wagons smashing up

each other. At last Madmartigan lets go of the post

and the chariot driver is sent tumbling through the

airl, over a cliff to his death.

WILLOW:

Woah...woah...!

Willow tries to stop the horse. But the wheel col-

lapses and he is thrown off into a ditch. The brownies

dive overboard. Madmartigan jumps off and delibrerately

sends the wagon up the road. He scrambles down into

the ditch and lies flat beside Willow.

Suddenly, hoofbeats thunder and Sorsha and the rest of

her troops gallop past. Lying flat, Madmartigna raises

his head and sees Sorsha's long flowing red hair.

MADMARTIGAN:

That girl is a vision.

As soon as the troops are gone, Willow jumps up.

WILLOW:

Where's the baby??

MADMARTIGAN:

I thought you had her!

ROOL/TEEMO

Willow!!

The brownies are waving and gesturing madly, pointing

at a heap of boards and rubble that broke off the

wagon. Willow and Madmartigan race over and start dig-

ging, flinging debris aside.

MADMARTIGAN:

Now Willow, I know you're gonna

blame me for this but it wasn't my

fault...!

WILLOW:

Elora Danan!

Willow sees the battered, lifeless papoose. He grabs

it and rips it open. Madmartigan kneels in the dirt

remorsefully.

MADMARTIGAN:

When I left the crossroads, I got

ambushed by an elf!

WILLOW:

Madmartigan! You saved her life!

MADMARTIGAN:

I did?

Willow holds up the baby. She giggles and smiles.

Madmartigan switches gears, boasting:

MADMARTIGAN:

I mean, of course I saved her life.

She's almost my daughter, isn't

she?

Willow bundles the baby and looks up the road.

WILLOW:

Let's get out of here before they

come back.

They hurry off into the darkening woods.

EXT. WOODS - NIGHT

A campfire blazes. Willow tends the baby while the

brownies point up at the stars.

TEEMO:

Northeast is that way. We've come

west and south. I think.

Madmartigan dumps a big log on the fire, spraying the

brownies with sparks.

ROOL:

Watch it! You're gonna set us on

fire.

MADMARTIGAN:

Not a bad idea.

Madmartigan terrorizes them with a flaming stick. Then

he squats beside Willow and the baby.

MADMARTIGAN:

So you're on your way to Tir

Asleen, huh? I hate to tell you

this, Willow, but Tir Asleen dosn't

exist.

WILLOW:

Yes it does. The Fairy Queen told

me.

MADMARTIGAN:

The Fairy Queen? And the baby

here's a princess? And these two

rodents are your guides?

He shakes his head sceptically, stretches out and puts

his feet up on a log.

MADMARTIGAN:

Yeah well...in the morning I think

I'll be on my way.

He laughs sarcastically. Willow sets down the baby. He

takes off Kiaya's necklace and fingers it sadly.

WILLOW:

Madmartigan, I need your help.

MADMARTIGAN:

My help? A great magician like

you? You don't need any help.

Willow stares at him angrily.

WILLOW:

But you're a great swordsman!

He jumps and starts pacing around the fire. Rool and

Teemo dive for cover.

WILLOW:

(explodes)

You're not a warrior, Madmartigan!

A warrior wouldn't lie there and do

nothing!

He kicks Madmartigan's boot and knocks his feet off the

log.

WILLOW:

We're in trouble! You've seen the

big army that's after us! You're a

fake! You're a bum! You're a--

you're a coward!!

He picks up a rock and pitches it wildly at the fire,

sending up a shower of sparks. Madmartigan eyes him

with concern.

MADMARTIGAN:

What's with you, Peck?

Willow lets it all pour out. He begins to cry.

WILLOW:

I miss my wife! I miss my chil-

dren! My boy Ranon! He's growing

up so fast, he even helps me on the

farm now! And little Mims! If you

ever saw her sweet little face

you'd *melt* Madmartigan, you'd

*melt*!

(sniffles)

Or maybe you wouldn't. You don't

know anything about love. You

don't know anything about any-

thing...

Willow sits on the ground, exhausted. Madmartigan

picks up the baby and sits with her in his lap.

MADMARTIGAN:

I was in love once, Willow. She

had a hold on my heart. I could

barely function.

(a pause)

I *was* a great swordsman! I was

knighted! I could have been king!

WILLOW:

You?

MADMARTIGAN:

Yeah me. King! But she betrayed

me. She robbed me of my dream.

Madmartigan gently rocks the baby and stares at the

fire. Willow watches him curiously.

MADMARTIGAN:

I'll never fall in love again...

EXT. WOODS - MORNING

Willow wakes up and looks around. The baby is gone.

He panics. He scrambles a short distance through

some bushes.

WILLOW:

Madmartigan! Madmartigan!

They've been camped all night near the shore of a LAKE.

Willow finds Madmartigan and the baby bathing happily

in the water.

MADMARTIGAN:

Relax, Willow. We're having fun.

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