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- (theme music playing) - (bell tolling)

Tonight you fight for the cause of Morgan Pendragon.

The man who wears her crown stands in that building.

The sun must rise on his shredded, burning corpse.

Now which one of you believes he can take the sword

from the king's dead hands and bring it to me?

- Men: Aye. - More men are on their way,

but we have the cover of night and we'll send an advance scout

to find out how many are left in there.

Gawain: Arthur said he would meet us here.

We should shelter here for now, see to the wounded.

We'll wait here for Arthur.

(both grunting)

Uh!

(grunts)

(grunting)

- You were lucky. - I don't feel it.

- Any sign of him? - No.

He said he'd be right behind us.

He stayed behind to prove himself to us.

To me.

- I should have known. - Stubborn bastard.

How many is he up against?

It's been too long.

Your turn.

(screaming)

Hurry.

Ah!

Spread out.

(groaning)

(growling)

- Ah! - (grunting)

Oh!

We've got him!

Take the sword as fast as you can.

I'll finish off the boy.

Ah! Oh!

Ahh!

(screaming)

Don't call me boy.

(screaming continues)

Man: Harwel!

Where's Wallace?

Finishing off the king. He told me to bring you this.

They have Arthur surrounded. He's alone in there.

(kisses)

Take it straight to Morgan with my compliments.

Ride fast. I'll follow you.

After I've put a burning torch to the king's body.

Where is the king? Is he here?

I need to see my brother.

King Arthur is out at Bardon Pass, repelling an attack.

- Woman: Lady Igraine this way! - Woman #2: Untie the king's mother!

Men: Release them!

Before you do anything, listen. The realm is under threat.

The sorcerer and the king's mother ransacked our castle,

threatened Morgan's life!

These people have come from all over the realm.

They've been attacked. They need their king's protection.

I know many of Camelot's men are out in the realm

fighting these insurgencies.

My guards can help you.

You are good men of strong judgment.

Use it now.

Restrain the sorcerer and give us protection

until the king, my brother, returns.

It's amazing how children can sleep anywhere.

(gasping)

Sorry.

It's innocence.

They don't know what's to come.

Leontes: Guinevere, how is she?

That's all right for a sword wound,

but an arrow wound will never heal.

- Hold this. - Of course.

Ready?

Here.

It's done.

Morgan: Seal the gates!

We must protect Camelot from any attack.

Go inside, find yourselves shelter and food.

When the king returns, we shall all address him.

Thank you, milady.

Escort Lady Igraine to her room.

Make sure she's comfortable and that she remains there.

I see what you are doing. You shall not prevail.

I'll visit you shortly, my lady.

Did you enjoy our night together?

Did you really think I was her?

Was I that good?

Because you were fascinating.

Does she know?

Have you told her what we did?

How you gave yourself?

Do what you want with me,

but leave Igraine alone.

It burns, doesn't it?

That sense of impotence,

watching what you've worked for snatched from you.

Keep a watch on him. He's capable of anything.

- (yelling, coughing) - Who sent you?

Wh... wh... what does it matter?

Oh, it matters.

(screaming)

Who do you fight for?

(gasping, coughing)

(whimpering)

Who sent you?

(yelling, gasping)

Last chance.

Morgan Pendragon.

You're lying.

"Attack Bardon Pass. Draw out the king.

Kill him when he shows up to defend it."

Those were your sister's orders.

You're a fucked-up family, all right.

The banner flies and Wallace hasn't returned.

Arthur must still be alive.

- How is that possible? - Let me go down, take two men.

No! No, wait for reinforcements.

I have enough men coming to overwhelm

whatever tricks he has lined up in there.

- (man groaning) - (baby crying)

Sybil: You will be safe here in Camelot.

Let Camelot be your refuge. God will provide.

Milady, where is the king? Why isn't he here?

You know where he is... protecting the border of his realm.

People are saying that he has run off with his champion's wife.

Don't speak about my brother in that way.

No woman would distract him from his duties.

Guinevere must be here.

Let us find her and prove the truth to you.

No one's to go near him.

He's a prisoner, not an animal.

Have you seen Igraine?

I don't know.

Morgan has her guards all along the corridor.

I can't go anywhere.

Why don't you break free?

And do what, hmm?

The mad sorcerer against the people?

They'll never trust me again.

We need Arthur back.

What if he doesn't come?

He will.

We have to believe he will.

(knocking at door)

I said I didn't want to be disturbed.

I think you'll want to see this, child.

The king's sword...

a gift from Harwel.

- It's done? - It is.

It's a tragedy.

- It's what you ordered. - Leave her...

to grieve her brother.

This is our time.

(birds chirping)

(men talking in distance)

About time.

This is our final assault.

You find Arthur, you bring him to me.

- Are we ready? - Men: Yeah!

Then we attack!

(gasps, choking)

(stabs)

Ah!

Man: Over there!

Uh!

Ooh!

You came back.

I took an oath.

- (wood clanks) - Down!

- (roaring) - Ah!

Leontes!

If I'm going down, I'm taking as many of them with me as I can.

Amen to that.

- For Camelot. - For Camelot.

(roaring)

(horse neighing)

Man: Run! Run!

- (horse neighing) - Ha! Ha!

- (roaring) - (horse neighing)

Ah! Oof!

(men roaring)

Ah!

- Man: Retreat! - Man #2: Get back!

- Run! - Rahr!

- (panting) - (chuckling)

(chuckling)

- Stupid bastards. - (laughing)

Arthur!

- No! - Leontes!

(roars)

- Leontes! Leontes. - (gasping)

Promise me a warrior's funeral.

I'm sorry.

It's all right. I get to meet my God.

Treasure her.

(crying)

I know you'd hate to miss this.

Our very own Prometheus brought low by his love of men.

(sword scraping)

This is the king's sword,

just brought to me with news of his death.

(crowd gasps, murmuring)

My heart breaks for my brother.

Man: What now? Who protects us?

- Who will take the crown? - I... I cannot decide that.

- It should be you. - Crowd: Yes.

Your belief touches me, but I...

Sybil: There is no one else.

You owe it to your father and your brother

not to leave these people unprotected.

- (murmurs of approval) - Man: She's right.

Sybil: Morgan, you have an obligation to everyone here,

to everyone in the land.

Out of this darkness,

the realm must know its first queen.

- Man: Yes. - (crowd murmuring)

Answer us, please.

- Is it truly your will? - Crowd: Yes.

Then I accept,

in my brother's memory,

to carry on the Pendragon line.

(gulls screeching)

Hmm.

I picked that out for you.

You were looking a bit disheveled.

You must look your best.

You will never be queen.

You can give birth to a king

or you marry one,

but you won't ever get that crown.

(chuckling)

Why did you take my face?

I asked myself that same question.

It wasn't my choice, but now I understand why.

You're the birth of all this.

You poor child.

What happened to you these years?

What happened

is that you turned my father against me.

Until you came, he loved me without question.

And then you and your bastard child...

You never understood.

It doesn't matter now.

You look beautiful, my lady.

What do you want from me?

A slow death.

(gasps)

(crying out)

Aah aah!

It's all right.

It's fatal,

but it will take some time for you to bleed out.

- (gasping) - Shh.

Queen Igraine, look at you now...

that face my father loved enough to banish me.

He didn't banish you!

He was going to have you killed

like your mother.

I sent you away to keep you safe.

- You're lying. - Aah!

I saved you!

I don't believe you.

I took pity on you.

You will never be queen!

They're coming. It's Arthur.

(sobbing)

Ready?

Is this it? Have I done it?

Yes, my child.

This was everything.

I know.

Now take your throne, my queen.

(groaning)

(crowd murmuring)

Will you swear

to rule this realm according to the laws

and customs of its people

and to administer justice with mercy?

I will.

Will you uphold to the laws of God

and the true teachings of His gospel?

I will.

Sybil: With this crown,

I anoint you, Morgan,

First Queen of the Britons.

(one person clapping)

(crowd murmuring)

Man: It's the king!

My brother.

You live!

I know your true face, sister.

One rumor of my death

and you proclaim a new leader.

A king could get offended.

Where's Igraine?

- Have you seen Igraine? - No.

Which is hard,

because I remember standing here at my coronation

and seeing hope in all your eyes.

I've learned so much since then.

And I have made mistakes.

(grunting)

But I live for one thing now...

your hope and how to deliver on it.

Man: We were attacked! Where were you?

(crowd agreeing)

Man #2: You went away. Where were you?

- Where was I, Morgan? - (crowd hushes)

If she takes the crown,

I'll tell you what you get...

fear.

That's what she instills in everyone.

Fear is so much stronger than hope,

but it will never win.

(crowd murmuring)

I'll take my sword and my crown.

It's not that easy. You've lost the will of the people.

- That belongs to the king. - (crowd murmuring)

Gawain: Out of my way!

Tell them what she did.

- Morgan plotted against the king. - (crowd murmuring)

We were to attack Bardon Pass last night.

We were sent with orders: Kill the king.

- (crowd gasping) - He's a liar. Talking to save his life!

My champion Leontes died at the hands of your men.

You accept the words of liars who'd wish to disrupt our unity!

Why would you profess your loyalty to me in public

while sending men to kill me in private?

You understand the punishment for treason.

Have you anything else to say?

Sybil: It wasn't her.

(crowd murmuring)

It was me.

I planned it all.

I told Morgan none of this.

She may be queen by rights,

but our laws are made by feeble men.

I confessed my treason. Do whatever you want with me.

Morgan knew none of it.

Hold her.

You understand the punishment for treason and murder is execution.

Was this all her own doing?

I would never plot against you, my brother.

You have blood on your hands.

(crowd murmuring)

Igraine.

You came.

What happened? Who did this?

I'm dying, aren't I?

No no.

I won't let you. I won't let you.

You hear me?

(incanting)

(gasps)

- (incanting continues) - What are you doing?

I won't let you. I won't let you.

I will not lose anyone else.

Stop. Stop.

No no!

Not by killing yourself.

I can save you.

Protect... Arthur.

Please.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

(sniffles)

I swear...

I will be everything you ever hoped I'd be.

I will be better.

And I will make you proud.

I will build it all here for you...

for all my family.

Goodbye...

Mother.

Is this where I am to sleep for eternity?

What did you expect?

Pomp and glory?

Kneel.

What?

I thought that she would come.

Kneel.

There is no God.

I know you killed my mother.

Your nun confessed to it, but she had no motive.

She stood before the executioner's sword

as if she were your champion.

My protection of your castle is at an end.

And this...

this belongs to your king,

as does the name Pendragon which I also strip from you.

You no longer have the right to call yourself that.

And I no longer have a sister.

That name is my birthright.

You have no rights in this kingdom anymore.

You will not take my name!

Do you hear me?

Arthur!

I am Pendragon! You are nothing!

You will always be nothing but my father's bastard!

(groaning, weeping)

I never said goodbye.

I never had the chance to say how much he meant to me.

He drew his last breath thinking of you.

Those we hold in our hearts we never say goodbye to.

This seat belongs to Leontes.

It remains empty until a champion as true

and a man as honorable joins us.

It'll remain cold for all time.

- Hear hear. - Gawain: Hear hear.

For Leontes.

All: For Leontes!

I never thanked you.

After all this, you want to thank me?

You gave me parents and a brother,

all of whom loved me despite myself.

I'm more than I could ever have been, and I'm only just beginning.

Arthur... I'm leaving.

- You can't. - I have to.

No. This began with you. You stay and you see it through.

- It's cost me too much. - It's cost all of us.

- That's why we can't stop! - Let me go, Arthur.

If it was the other way around, you wouldn't let me go.

Maybe you're stronger than me.

And maybe that's what I didn't know.

Will you come back?

You...

will be great.

I'm sorry.

What do I do now?

Help me.

Sibyl's voice: To be queen...

you must give birth

to a king.

(wind gusting)

(knocking at door)

I know it's wrong...

but I don't think I can be alone tonight.

Guinevere.

Just tonight.

He told me to treasure you.

Then do.

♪ And if the storm ♪

♪ Howls through our land ♪

♪ I'll be your shelter ♪

♪ If you'll be my light ♪

♪ And if the skies ♪

♪ Should cloud to darkness ♪

♪ I'll be your sun ♪

♪ If you'll be my light. ♪