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MADMARTIGAN:

Willow, this is war, not agricul-

ture!

WILLOW:

I know, I know! But this is a way

to get into that castle...

The all gather around Willow to listen.

INT. QUEEN'S TOWER - NIGHT

Thunder rumbles. Bavmorda looks up. Her face is gra-

dually becoming more grotesque as the ritual proceeds.

A druid hits the gong three times. Now three candles

are lit. The baby screams on the altar.

With a demonic laugh, Bavmorda digs her hands into a

deep vat of blood then raises them over her head. The

blood runs down her arms into the folds of her black

cloak.

INT. TENT - NIGHT

They all look at Willow.

AIRK:

It's too much work.

WARRIOR:

It can't be done.

SORSHA:

Kael will never fall for it.

Willow looks hopefully at Madmartigan.

MADMARTIGAN:

(doubtful)

I don't know, Willow.

WILLOW:

Madmartigan, you promised me you'd

take care of Elora Danan like your

own daughter. She is all that

matters. Are you going to abandon

her?

Madmartigan turns away and scratches his beard.

AIRK:

Come on, Madmartigan. you gonna

listen to a Peck? You and I are

warriors. You know this plan will

never work.

Frustrated and torn, Madmartigan brushes Airk away.

The men rally with Airk. Mdmartigan goes over to Sor-

sha.

MADMARTIGAN:

We'll probably die here, Sorsha.

SORSHA:

I have no family.

The gong rings four time. Raziel turns to Airk

and his men.

RAZIEL:

If we do not fight, and the baby

dies, all hope for the future is

lost. I shall face the danger

alone if I have to.

The men shake their heads.

WILLOW:

Me, too.

Madmartigan, still torn by indecision, raises his arm

and silences the protest.

MADMARTIGAN:

Time is running out. We must now

decide who's going to leave and who

is going to stay...

EXT. NOCKMAAR CASTLE - NIGHT

Light pulsates in the Queen's Tower.

INT. QUEEN'S TOWER - NIGHT

The druids cower behind Bavmorda, whose face has taken

on the hideous features of a hellish beast. The baby

has been streaked with ritual paint.

BAVMORDA:

Ocht veth nockkthirth bordak!

Her voice growls a sickening chant, and light shoots

out of her claw-liek fingers, enveloping the baby. The

baby levitates above the altar in a cocoon of light.

EXT. NOCKMAAR CASTLE - DAWN

The sun rises over the volcanic mountain. The gong

strikes twelve times. PAN ACROSS the slope outside the

castle. The Tir Asleen army is gone. Littered across

the ground are flattened tents, borken wagons an dis-

carded shields. The wind howls, taking bits of debris

with it.

Alone on the deserted mounatinside stand Willow and Rz-

ziel.

RAZIEL:

Time is running out.

WILLOW:

Surrender!!

Nockmaar soldiers peer down and laugh. Willow and Ra-

ziel trek closer to the castle wall. Willow cups his

mouth.

WILLOW:

We are all-powerful magicians!

Give us the baby or we will destroy

you!!

The Nockmaar soldiers roar with laughter.

KAEL:

Kill them!

The great drawbridge falls across the moat. Willow

clutches a spear and trembles nervously.

RAZIEL:

Patience, Willow.

WILLOW:

Courage, Willow.

Hoofbeats. EIGHT HORSEMEN ride out of the castle with

swords high. Willow lifts his spear with two hands.

Turns. And smashes the spear on the ground, striking a

loud war drum!

Suddenly Madmartigan leaps out of the ground on horse-

back!

And the entire mountainside comes to life. Tents and

shields fly away and out of pits and trenches the Tir

Asleen army charges with one loud warcry!

The eight Nockmaar horsemen are quickly cut down. The

rebels storm across the drawbridge into the castle.

Airk Thaughbaer scoops Willow up on his horse, and Sor-

sha scoops Raziel up on hers.

INT. NOCKMAAR COURTYARD - CONTINUOUS

Madmartigan leads the assault, cutting down Nockmaar

minions as they run out to defend the fortress. Sorsha

slides off her horse with Raziel. Airk sets Willow

down. Sorsha leads Willow and Raziel into a dark hall-

way.

Rebel warriors storm into the courtyard. Madmartigan

circles behind Airk, their horses dancing handsomely.

AIRK:

Let's squah 'em!

In unison, their swords flash and they charge across

the courtyard chopping down the enemy.

ENT CASTLE HALLWAY - DAY

Sorsha hurries Willow and Raziel down a dark hallway.

They come to a corner.

SORSHA:

No, Willow!!

She grabs him by the collar and yanks him back. A huge

DEATH DOG leaps out wiht a gnashing ROAR and Sorsha

kills it with her sword. Willow sags with relief and

the women grab his hands and haul him further down the

tunnel.

INT. TOWER STAIRWAY - DAY

They come to the gloomy stairs that corkscrew up into

the Queen's Tower. Willow climbs nervously behind Ra-

ziel and Sorsha. At the top in THE DOOR. Light throbs

behind it.

Suddenly they hear a loud SHRIEK and the door shakes

and bangs. Willow fals to his knees, frozen with

fear.

SORSHA:

I will face my mother alone.

Willow and Raziel stay back on the stairs. Sorsha

climbs to the door. Courageously, she opens it.

INT. QUEEN'S TOWER - DAY

Bavmorda's monstrous face FILLS THE SCREEN.

BAVMORDA:

Sorsha!!

Sorsha recoils in horror. Bavmorda looks barely human:

she has transformed into a grotesque witch. She waves

her gnarled hand and her druids attack Sorsha. Sorsha

kills them. The baby lies under a deathlike spell on

the copper altar.

SORSHA:

I won't let you kill her!

Bavmorda's voice is a demonic growl!

BAVMORDA:

You are a weakling. Like you fa-

ther! Can you not see that I am

about to become all-powerful!

Lightning explodes overhead. Sorsha lunges for the

baby. But Bavmorda stops her with a powerful energy

force.

SORSHA:

No!!

Pulsating light lifts Sorsha, levitates her across the

room, and drives her toward a wall of spikes. Just as

she is about to be implaes, another force stops her.

Bavmorda can sense the source of it:

BAVMORDA:

Raziel...!!

The door flies open. The twelve burning candles all

blow out. There stands Raziel. Sorsha falls to the

floor, unconscious. Raziel raises her arms magnifi-

cently. The sorceresses face each other.

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