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(Triumphant orchestral music)

(Footsteps pattering)

- My grandmother showed me the way with a falcon.

Show him the bait then snatch it away.

That way, he stays hungry and loyal.

- Sire, why not let us set the ambush against this knight?

- Because, mercifully, it is not your loyalty being tested.

- And the rest.

- When 'Tis done.

(Tongue clicking)

- You did what you thought was right,

you don't whine about the consequences.

With all your faults you're a man of honor, De bracy.

- [De bracy] As are you.

- [Fitzurse] And much good it's done me.

- If Richard reclaims his throne,

surely he'll be magnanimous.

- To a traitor who hoped to put his brother on the throne

the minute his back was turned?

- Then you must remain true to your original purpose.

Help John make sure Richard doesn't reclaim his throne.

Or fly to France with me.

- Do you think John would allow that?

- No.

- Neither do I.

God speed, De bracy.

We shall not meet again.

- Five men will see you through the forest.

- Why would anyone harm me?

An honest traveler?

- How stupid do you think I am, Richard plantagenet?

The rightful king of england has my undying loyalty.

- But not your obedience.

- If I'd obeyed all his laws,

I'd have been dead a long time ago.

(Laughing)

- [Richard] But I could hang you for treason.

- Aye, sire.

- [Little John] Sire?

- You could.

And when we have safely placed you back on the throne,

we will gladly submit to your justice.

Kneel to Richard plantagenet!

Your lawful king!

See there's no treason here, sire.

Just a bunch of ragged hedge-sparrows

who have more care for the king than he does for himself.

(Richard laughs)

- I will take none with me but the fool.

- [Wamba] On our own, are we?

- [Locksley] If you need me, I'll hear this.

- Oh, good.

- Does the scent of yarrow reach from across the river?

Oh, Rebecca,

the things you would conceal from me.

Tell me now you do not long for freedom.

- Freedom is in the spirit.

- And it matters not where the body rests?

Let us see.

- Are you not frightened I will throw myself off?

- No.

Beyond that Ridge are stones where druids made their magic

before the romans came.

And you see that shimmer?

Great serpents live in the depths of that lake.

Big enough to swallow cattle whole, they say.

The world is full of wonders and you are too curious.

You would not stain the day with such violence.

- Why bring me here?

- To show you that I begin to know you

better than you know yourself.

- [Rebecca] You will never do that.

- Wont I?

You long for ivanhoe.

- I... - I've seen it

in your eyes, Rebecca.

- My faith does not permit me to love a Christian.

In that way.

- Well, then your faith has made a liar of you

and that must cause you great pain.

You'd never have to lie to me, Rebecca,

or to yourself ever again.

Think of the comfort of that.

- I do not need comfort.

(Horse whinnies)

- Beaumanoir will purge himself

and take his crusade elsewhere.

You and I can sail to France.

- No.

- Freedom from fear, Rebecca.

No one would dare to slight the wife

of bois guilbert for being a Jew.

Now I am rich enough...

- to buy me diamonds?

- To buy you books.

You can talk with the greatest doctors

in Europe without fear.

- All this?

- All this and more. (Groans)

- All this to spite ivanhoe.

Your malice will bankrupt you, my lord.

- You're in luck.

He rides alone to St. Botolph's but for one peasant.

Bardon and Hubert will meet you on the road.

- Your father did heavy penance for becket's murder.

- Which your loyal father committed for him.

Strange how history repeats itself.

- My father lived to tell the tale.

- As I pray that you shall do, sir.

(Speaking in foreign language)

- Will he listen to me, then?

- He will admit no moderation.

Save your breath for your psalms.

- This was a peaceful place.

- And will be so again.

- If it were not for bois guilbert.

(Loud banging)

- [Isaac] I have a letter from prior aymer of jorvaulx.

- Give it here. - No, no, no.

I must deliver it into the hands

of sir Brian De bois guilbert, myself.

- Well, you can't. - I must.

- [Guard] But they're all at mass.

- [Isaac] Then I'll wait.

- [Gurth] And again!

Come on, hit!

That's it.

Good!

Go!

Good! - My lord, my lord.

So the Jews can work miracles as well as devilry.

This Rebecca of York must have been a wise woman.

- Aye, she was.

- I will pray for her immortal soul.

- I am her immortality, father.

Without her I would be dead.

(Epic music)

- [Bardon] There he is.

- [Isaac] Sir.

I have a letter.

I must see sir Brian De bois guilbert.

- He's not here.

- I'll see that he gets it.

- It is a matter of life and death.

- You do business with Jews?

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

I must see sir Brian De bois guilbert.

He has brought my daughter here...

- silence.

Read it.

- It is of no consequence, my lord.

- Read it!

- Aymer of jorvaulx, to sir Brian De bois guilbert,

wishes health and the bounties

of my lord bacchus and lady Venus.

I am held captive by thieves in the forest,

the price of my freedom to be paid by the Jew,

Isaac of York, on condition that you relinquish

your hold upon his daughter Rebecca.

Whilst I understand the enchantment

this fair Jewish witch has worked on you,

I would entreat you to comply with all speed.

I have heard Lucas De beaumanoir is at large and...

- Continue.

- And we all know the grand master wreaks terrible vengeance

on any man who responds to a warm eye and a soft breast

more naturally than he himself.

Make haste, I beg you.

Aymer jorvolciencis.

- Water.

- All I want is my daughter.

We have done no harm.

- It is not a serious letter, my lord.

A bit of foolishness between two worldly men, no more.

- They are not worldly men.

One is a prior and the other a templar monk.

(Speaking in foreign language)

- Sir, this is Isaac of York.

I advise you most... - Hold him.

Hold him!

- [Isaac] No!

- I baptize thee in the name of the father,

of the son, and of the holy ghost...

- I am a Jew!

- Do you accept the risen Christ

as your redeemer and the son of god?

- No, I am a Jew!

- A cell for the heretic. - Where is my daughter?

Where is my daughter?!

Where is my Rebecca?!

I want my Rebecca!

- And bring me bois guilbert.

- [Bois guilbert] I'm strong, I'm courageous...

- so is a warhorse.

- I'm passionate!

- As is a guizer playing a part.

- I will arouse your passions.

- Really?

- [Bois guilbert] Love me.

- No.

- Tell me I do not excite you.

- I threaten your bishop, my lord.

- I'm faithful.

One woman I have loved before you, only one.

My heart died when she wed another.

Love me. - No.

- Why not?

- Your heart is dead.

- [Bois guilbert] But you will revive it.

- No!

- Ivanhoe was faithless.

He abandoned his childhood sweetheart for you.

- She was betrothed to another.

- Well, his grief did not last long.

Mine lasted 20 years.

- Ivanhoe never declared love for me.

- I will love you till the day I die.

- Love wants for the beloved.

If you truly loved me, you would set me free.

- Love me and I shall.

(Door clacking)

- You are discovered.

- Has every monk here been turned from god

by this sorceress?

- There is no sorcery!

- It says here the fair Jewish witch.

Prior aymer is a man of god.

He does not lie.

Or does he?

He says he understands the enchantment.

Is he himself enchanted?

Is he in league with the witch?

Are you?

How far has this infection spread, bois guilbert?

How many must I burn?

- [Montfitchet] My lord, please hear me...

- there is only one explanation.

The sorceress has bewitched bois guilbert.

- My lord, bois guilbert brought the witch to templestowe,

knowing his condition to plead for help

from preceptor malvoisin.

I advised him to keep them both here on sacred ground

until such time we could determine the extent of her sorcery

and so present her to you.

- It is true. - It's nonsense!

- Be silent.

The devil speaks through you.

The witch will be tried after matins tomorrow.

And for the sake of your immortal soul,

you will keep vigil at the altar until then.

I will pray for guidance.

- Rebecca is no more a witch than I am.

- That is not the point.

- But he'll burn her!

- Pray god he does, otherwise we're all damned.

He has a lust for fire

and rather one miserable jewess perish in the flames

than a hundred good christians.

For that, bois guilbert, is how it will be.

(Rebecca humming)

(Door clacking)

- Come with me now.

You are to be tried for a witch in the morning.

There will be no appeal, no mercy.

You'll be burned at the stake.

Madam, this is no time for your games.

If you stay here, you will die!

- If I go with you I shall die!

One damnation is much like another!

I am innocent.

- Innocence won't save you!

- I am not afraid!

- But I am!

For you.

God's blood, lady, I love you.

- Forgive me.

- I have not felt fear for 20 years.

I should have killed you when you first refused me.

I should have stopped my ears when you spoke of your soul.

Did you know this would happen?!

- Should have done.

It's hard to search for someone else's soul

without finding your own.

- I did not want my soul.

- [Rebecca] Shh, that is blasphemy.

- Come with me.

Please.

Then be damned.

And burn for a witch.

(Whistles)

- [Wamba] Honored as I am to play

the role of your entire army, your grace,

don't you think it would have been wiser

to have accepted Locksley's offer?

- [Richard] After your exploits at torquilstone,

I feel safer with you than with 10 of them.

(Wamba laughs)

- [Wamba] You're very kind.

But the question remains which of us here is the fool.

- [Richard] You display a soldier's courage.

Not a fool's.

- [Wamba] There's a difference?

- Not all the time, no.

- Courage comes from a lack of imagination.

Not being able to see the things that might go wrong.

- Never confuse courage with foolhardiness, wamba.

- And never confuse me

with someone who knows what he's talking about.

(Laughing)

(Loud thud)

- [Richard] Take cover!

- Come on.

(Horn wails)

(Screaming)

- Who sent you, fitzurse?

My brother?

I spared De bracy for an oath of love and fealty.

Will you swear one to me?

No.

You always did take his part.

- [Locksley] Get him!

- Look among the beggars in the taverns.

Rebecca treated many people.

Two or three witnesses are all we need.

- I've done this before.

I will set a trial that is swift and above reproach.

- But who will preside?

We must have a secular authority.

- Leave that to me.

(Wamba laughs)

- [Wamba] A one-eyed tinker's dog

could've done better than that!

- [Ivanhoe] Good to see you.

I heard you played the hero.

- [Gurth] Nah, he just got dressed up,

played the fool as usual.

(Laughing)

- My life, sire.

- I thank thee for it.

See to the horses.

- I shall be at the coast by nightfall

and take ship in the morning.

Will you travel with me?

- I shall understand, winkelbrand,

if you wish to remain with your master.

- That is what I am doing, sire.

- [Bardon] Let me pass!

- A dreadful treachery, sire.

My lord fitzurse ambushed the black knight,

and he was killed in the fighting.

- Fitzurse is dead?

- And the black knight?

- He escaped, sire.

- De bracy has left me,

fitzurse dead,

and Richard, back in england to claim the throne.

Who will advise me now?

- [Winkelbrand] Is there anyone Richard respects?

Someone who could mediate?

- Oh, god, winkelbrand, there is so much to excuse.

The only person who...

Mother.

Bring me pen and paper.

- [Richard] We'll be back in France in no time.

- France?

You've only just arrived.

- Would the people like to see me crowned again?

Would they enjoy that?

- They'd enjoy knowing who their rightful king was.

- Then we shall do it.

And we shall take your wife to the Abbey.

- I have no wife.

- Athelstane is dead.

- Dead?

- We have come to take you to rotherwood

for the funeral feast.

- I will not be welcome.

They think me a traitor.

- Then we shall tell the truth.

- They will believe Richard lionheart,

but not the black knight.

Sire, will you declare yourself now?

- The grand master will have it no other way.

You must condemn her to death.

- Must?

Must!

- And if the trial goes badly,

we must be prepared to lose bois guilbert as well.

- And Isaac of York?

- He'll burn for a heretic, but you need have no part in it.

- I shall be there at dawn.

- Champion and your banker.

Seems you are to lose them both.

- Yes, I'm to lose, I'm to lose.

Please stop referring to bois guilbert as my champion.

You know how much it irritates me.

- [Winkelbrand] I'm sorry, sire.

I'm learning as fast as I can.

- Perhaps.

- How would you have me prove myself, sire?

- I have put my faith in so many who have betrayed me.

De bracy, he's an honorable man.

He says he will not work against me.

I wish I could be sure.

To France with all speed.

Put it only into queen Eleanor's hand.

- [Winkelbrand] My lord!

- [De bracy] Louis?

Louis.

I thought you were staying in england.

- I beg your pardon, my lord.

Prince John has asked me to deliver a personal message.

(Loud squish)

(Intense drum music)

(Speaking in foreign language)

- Bring in the accused.

- Bring the witch forward.

Read the charges.

- Rebecca of York.

You have spoken in demonic tongues

to bewitch sir Brian De bois guilbert and others.

You have gained knowledge of the future

through intercourse with demons.

You have made potions to incite love, hatred, and death.

You have feasted upon live animals.

You have used demonic powers to change shape.

You have abstained from Christian duties.

How do you answer?

- I have abstained from Christian duties

because I am of the Jewish faith.

The potions I possess are for the healing of the sick

and I have no more knowledge of the future than anyone else.

My only change in shape has been from child to woman

and I have no knowledge of demons.

- You see, my lords, how the devil works?

The lies that flow so smoothly?

The very face, shape, and voice

that he gives her to seduce you all?

Be on your guard,

but be certain that her demons will be found out.

She admits that she bewitched De bois guilbert

with Hebrew spells

and she does not deny feasting on live animals.

- I have committed no crime.

- Record that the witch denies

that it is a crime to feast upon live animals.

- This is beyond belief.

- Record that the witch denies

the authority of a holy inquisition.

- My lord, I beg you.

- Also record that the witch attempts

to use her demonic guile to persuade this court

against the righteous prosecution of her crimes.

Such is the power of her enchantment

that you are all in mortal danger.

- No...

- On pain of death you will be silent.

- Understand, lord ivanhoe,

there are times when a king must overlook

the desires of his subjects

in order to fulfill the greater needs of the crown.

- Are the two not interwoven?

- My most loyal champion united with the ward

of my most stubborn Saxon?

Your desires and my needs are matched.

- And if they weren't?

- [Richard] You've loved Rowena since childhood.

- [Ivanhoe] She is a woman now.

- Aye, and fairer than any other woman alive or dead.

And you made promises.

- Aye. - That you must honor.

- [Ivanhoe] I've never failed in my duty.

- [Richard] Nor I, lord ivanhoe.

- [Beaumanoir] Repeat the words.

- The Abbot, he says,

it's well known Jews can work miracles as well as devilry.

- The Jew works miracles through devilry.

- No... - Continue.

Continue!

- Then he says Rebecca must be a wise woman

and lord ivanhoe says yes.

- [Rebecca] He's alive?

- Testimony of a holy Abbot and a virtuous knight.

Rebecca is a wise woman.

A common term for someone who, having denied Christ,

takes knowledge from demons!

- That's not how it were!

- Were you in her company?

Does a demon prompt you to defend the witch?!

- No, my lord.

- [Guard] Here.

Good mutton is that.

- I thought it would be pork now I am a baptized Christian.

- What have you done to upset them?

- You saw!

All I did was ask for my daughter.

- Well, what's she done then?

- [Isaac] I don't know.

- Is that what all the fuss upstairs is about?

Some kind of trial going on.

- Trial?

- Yeah.

- They have robbed me of everything except this.

It's all I have.

Take it.

Find out what they are doing to my daughter.

- She rubbed it on my skin, sir.

- [Beaumanoir] Did it inflame your lust?

- [Hubert] It did, sir, yes.

- And then?

- She demanded I have carnal knowledge of her, sir,

which, of course, I refused, knowing her to be a sorceress.

She then flew into a rage

and forced me to drink a potion

which knocked the stuffing out which disabled my manhood.

- [Beaumanoir] She forced you?

- Yes, sir.

- Note that witches, when angry,

possess a superhuman strength

that can overpower a strong man.

It was your animal that she devoured

whilst it was still alive?

- Yes, sir.

She ate this dog!

- Montfitchet, what can you have promised my forest warden?

Lord De beaumanoir, she's accused of eating that dog there?

- They drink the blood in their diabolic rituals.

- Seems perfectly alive and well to me.

(Chuckles)

- Such is the power of the witch

that she is able to revive the animal to conceal her crime.

- [Bois guilbert] This is an abomination!

- [Beaumanoir] Sorcery always is!

- You cannot believe...

- We shall hear your evidence,

my lord De bois guilbert, in good time.

And we shall believe the truth.

- Nothing to choose between the pair of them.

Beware of powerful men, bernice,

they breed unspeakable whelps.

- Are you going to dress, madam?

- Pack for a journey.

And you, my sons, beware of powerful women.

- There are two opinions that I can form in this case.

One is that your silence is a symptom of your enchantment

and that you are an innocent victim.

The other is that your silence is a refusal

to condemn the witch because you are one also.

Your refusal to vindicate yourself, my lord,

is beyond all reason.

- [Bois guilbert] Reason is a gift

from god to civilized men.

It has no place here.

- [Beaumanoir] I acknowledge my mistake.

Your silence is entirely reasonable,

given that reason is an instrument of the devil

in his work against faith.

- Does it matter, my lord?

We know him to be a good man.

You have more than enough evidence already.

He kissed the crucifix willingly,

he carries a fragment of the true cross

around his neck, always.

- Very well.

Rebecca of York.

You have been denounced by common report.

You have been found guilty of all charges against you.

You stand convicted of sorcery.

Your grace? - Read the note.

- The sentence of this court is that you suffer the penalty

of death by conflagration for the purification of your soul.

If you make full confession,

you will be offered the benefit of strangulation.

- [Beaumanoir] Will you confess?

- I confess to nothing, but my innocence.

- Take her away. - And I claim the right

to prove it. - A witch has no rights.

- I may ask!

- Be silent!

- [Bois guilbert] Let her speak!

- I may ask

for trial by combat.

- It may be otherwise where you have experience,

but in england it is so.

- Very well.

So be it.

The court grants your request, Rebecca of York.

You will be judged by combat of champions.

- May I suggest we allow bois guilbert

to prove his innocence once and for all

by standing as the court's champion?

- No!

- Refuse and your hand will light the fire beneath her,

before mine lights the fire beneath you.

Sir Brian De bois guilbert will champion

the cause of righteousness.

Who will champion yours?

(Gentle orchestral music)

(Soft rustling)

(Rowena laughs)

- You didn't forget this place.

- No.

- You have until noon tomorrow to find a worthy champion.

If none is forthcoming, you will burn at the stake.

- All obstacles to our happiness are gone,

save one.

Speak to your father.

Reclaim your honor.

- He will not listen.

- He will!

He will!

You once said, if you had to, you'd go on bended knee.

- [Ivanhoe] And I shall.

(Laughs)

- [Isaac] Well?

- They've condemned her for a witch.

They're going to burn her.

Unless she can find herself a champion to fight her cause,

that is, and there don't seem much hope of that.

Not by tomorrow.

- Oh, Rebecca.

- Look, it's them that's evil, you know, not her.

I mean, it didn't seem anything when you were just talking,

but as soon as I saw her face, I knew.

She came to my sister's house once.

She'd lost four little ones in the bearing of them,

till someone told her about your Rebecca.

Little lad, he's going on five now.

- I can find her a champion.

With your help.

- Oh, it can't be done.

They'd string me up from the nearest tree.

- Not if they can't find you.

- Oh, they'd find me all right.

- [Isaac] In York? In London?

- Nah.

It's hard enough keeping body and soul together as it is.

Now I in't making the wife and little one vagrant.

Not for anybody.

- Please!

My daughter is all I care for in the world.

All my fortune is yours if you let me go.

- I can't!

- A place of your own.

A little farm.

Geese in the yard.

Sweet milk on the table.

Hmm?

Oh, yes.

- And he believes it.

Every word.

- [Winkelbrand] None the less, his delusion

does suit your purpose.

- [John] You think so?

- The Jews will be dead and bois guilbert will remain.

Better that than the other way round.

Bois guilbert will never align himself with Richard.

Anyway, those Jews could be dangerous.

And bois guilbert may be taken care of by other means.

- You do learn fast.

- Your grace will preside at the trial of the heretic Isaac.

- I think not.

His is not a civil crime.

And you're so much more expert at theology than me.

- Yes.

I am.

- [Bois guilbert] It's madness!

- It's a necessary madness, bois guilbert.

- What can you hope to gain from her?

She's a Jew.

Even without this charge, you'd be destroying yourself

by consorting with her.

Let her go.

World is full of pretty women.

- [Bois guilbert] Why should she die for one man's madness?!

- Precisely because he is mad!

I know this man.

And believe me, if you were to champion her and win,

beaumanoir would simply say the devil guides your actions

and burn her anyway.

You'll burn, he'll burn,

and if I lift one finger to help you, I'll burn.

- It'll never come to that.

She won't find a champion and there'll be no combat.

Bois guilbert, for all our sakes,

for the sake of sanity, do nothing.

- Bring me Isaac, the heretic.

- [Guard] Come on.

- What's this? - What?!

- [Guard] He's gone!

- [Winkelbrand] Bois guilbert!

- [Bois guilbert] What is it?

- Isaac the Jew has escaped.

- Has he?

Then you must search for him.

- Come on!

- [Beaumanoir] Lucifer himself walks within these walls!

- [John] The only place Lucifer walks is inside your brain.

Can you think of nothing else?

- Would you have me report to the pope,

that a heretic occupies the throne of england?

- You go and tell the pope that I govern this country,

and whether I be heretic or no,

I shall not suffer interference from Rome.

- [Beaumanoir] You will live to regret this, John of anjou.

- [John] Very possibly.

But then, at the moment, I have other things to think about.

I've put up with your madness

because, for now, it suited me to do so.

But remember, you are far from home.

- Sire, I...

Isaac is nowhere to be found, sire.

- So, it seems you will do combat after all bois guilbert.

- But who will champion the girl?

- We know who, don't we?

Unless Isaac is stopped,

he will ride straight for sir wilfred of ivanhoe.

(Gentle orchestral music)