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I promise to be faithful and loyal to Edward, King of England, and to never

again bear arms against him or his heirs, so help me God.

Stay there.

Sir Robert, your father is an old and valued friend.

A great warrior saved my life in the Holy Land.

You've fought well for eight years, but not always on the right side.

I welcome your renewed fealty and accept your submission.

Is that all?

Yes, sir. Good.

My Lords of Scotland, today you have each pledged fealty to me as your

rightful overlord. Any lands confiscated during this conflict will now be

returned to you.

See, that wasn't so bad.

I hope you see the futility of your years of opposition and accept

responsibility for the bloodshed that could have been avoided.

Lord John Comyn, Lord Robert Bruce.

Step forward.

I understand both your families have a strong claim on the Scottish crown.

However, neither can be favoured. Therefore, England will continue to

govern your province and receive its due in taxes.

Our Viceroy, Sir Eamon de Valence... Sir.

...will lead a new council of Scottish administration.

You both will be proud to serve under him, and you will take that opportunity,

if you are wise.

to heal the differences between you. Offer your hands.

Now let us be what we once were.

Friends!

Music!

Drink! Feast!

Rock!

Your Majesty.

A memorable day, sir.

Robert!

That must have been painful for you.

I'm sure I've had worse, Your Highness.

Do you remember our summers at Westminster, when I was a little boy?

Our foot races.

Dueling with wooden swords.

You were always so good at everything.

That was just because I was older than you.

What would you say to a jewel right now?

Like old times.

I break my oath already.

The order was to come unarmed, your highness. Quiet.

Let's say five pounds for whomever wins leverage.

Must make it ten.

I heard you developed a taste for wagering.

Here's, fetch him a sword.

It's unfortunate you had some sentimental notion of fighting for the

people. It's understandable.

Not a good start, Bruce.

Watch yourself, brother.

Endearing, even.

I just wanted to win.

So... William Wallace.

The last rebel standing.

How much have you had to drink?

Not nearly enough.

They say he lives in Selkirk Forest.

Some consider him a martyr.

Others a madman.

What do you think?

I think he's a man.

Who loves his country more than his life?

Diplomatically put.

Fortunately,

you Scottish nobles don't share that passion, or we'd have to

kill you all.

James Douglas, stop!

Your Majesty! Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

What is it? Your father, he wishes to see you at once. Shut up! You sniveling

fool. You're late. You know how much this means to me. Please, for once, use

your brain. Stay there. Thank you, Bishop. You were the one that was up all

night clutching your chamber pots.

What the hell are you doing?

You have responsibilities. We've had petitioners.

Sit down!

When are you gonna grow up?

Robert insisted we wager on swords. And I have grown up.

You just don't like me very much.

Pardon me, sire.

There is one last petitioner.

James Douglas.

Douglas?

Your Majesty, I'm the son of Sir William Douglas, who died a prisoner in the

Tower of London. Your father was a treacherous rebel. Our lands were seized

and gifted to Sir Richard the Clifford.

That land, sire, is my birthright. You have balls, I'll give you that.

Get out of here before I have them removed.

Royal decree, I never want to hear the name Douglas again.

I know this young man.

I baptized him.

Pardon me, sir, for his insolence. Come on, come on. Do not push your luck. Not

today.

That's how you pass a camel through the eye of a needle.

Sir. Ready.

Good.

Cap. Rob. I have something to show you.

Friends,

join us!

We have a spectacle.

Has there not been enough humiliation?

Lord Oliphant tried to surrender two days ago.

Edward refused to accept.

Once we're certain, we get the message.

Robert!

Everyone needs to understand that this surrender is final.

Like the Greek fire.

Also, it took three months to build, so I don't want to waste it.

My lords!

And ladies!

I give you...

you can accept the surrender. Yes, sire.

Congratulations, my lords. Today you're on the winning side.

I'm proud of you, Robert.

You had the courage to stand up to me and the wisdom to stand down.

Well done for bringing your son round, Robert.

the Roger of Mowbray, fierce steward of the North, vanquisher of Stirling. Ah,

thanks.

Finally, Sir Richard de Bourgh, valiant marshal, loyal servant of the crown.

Your Grace.

We give the hand of your daughter Elizabeth, my goddaughter, to Sir Robert

de Bruce.

Symbolize the harmonious union of our two countries.

The fathers who made kids.

You've mourned them long enough, Robert.

Edward's intentions were well meant.

The important thing is we are favored.

This council with balance is a mere formality.

Edward won't offer us the crown.

Albert promised me.

You'd be a lackey.

Yes.

If it meant me being king.

And after me, you.

King Robert.

Sadly, the choice was to submit or be hounded to death. It's that simple. And

you trust Edward's peace, Angus? I didn't say I trusted him. What is peace

with a sword to the throat? I say we fight you. We swore an oath, Alexander,

to God. If we break it, we'll have no honour left.

So we do nothing, Ewan, and live like cowards?

Enough!

made the decision.

It is ours to bear.

His family has vast lands north and south of the border.

He could do a lot worse.

What happened to his first wife?

She died giving birth to his daughter.

I wonder if she'll like Jesse.

Well, she better.

Ready?

I hear this one's got two legs for a change. She smells like Jesse too.

Quiet!

Robert?

Your Highness.

My father sends his best.

And you know Bishop Lamberton, of course. Bishop, congratulations, Lord

Bruce.

My lord.

My lord, my daughter, Elizabeth.

My lady.

My lord.

Welcome.

And you must be Margery.

And who's this handsome fellow?

Our dog, Jessie, my lady.

Call me Elizabeth.

Elizabeth? Mm-hmm.

Your new estates in Ireland, from which you will now gather rent.

Most kind, my lord.

What do you think you're doing? Go on, Brisbane, let's celebrate in here.

Get back in the kitchen.

Are you enjoying yourself?

Trying to.

Appreciating your honesty.

My lord, there's no time to retire to your bedchamber.

Please follow me.

And that's it, bros! Up the bed!

Time to rock!

Is this

her

room?

Yes.

Thank you for enduring what you had to tonight. I'm sure it was difficult.

Sleep well.

That was quick.

Aye well, you'd know plenty about that Seamus.

What song is that?

Bonnie at Morn.

That's pretty.

Thank you.

My lord.

He promised our taxes would be reduced once the wars with Edward were over.

Aye, I know, Ian.

Sadly, we're still paying Edward compensation for the rebellion.

Aye. My lady.

My lady.

Good morning.

I'll handle this, Father.

It

is

our feudal duty to provide fighting men for our overlord, King Edward.

Richard de Boer.

A senior Marshal in your army. I presume you have heard of him.

I know for a fact he prefers to command men, not children.

Let him go.

Let him go!

Do it.

We have enough.

What you did today was... brave.

Anything else?

No.

Good night, then.

I'll see Lord Vallance gets these conscription papers straight away, my

lord.

Did I ever tell you the time, Robert, when I went to the Holy Land to fight?

I bought a small monkey on a chain.

Moses, the Christian.

All the hours me and King Edward spent training Moses.

In the end, he could ride a horse. He could even fire a tiny

bow and arrow that Edward himself had fashioned.

Edward...

was my friend Robert.

He was my brother in arms.

But I fear I've made a... a grave mistake in trusting him.

You just buried your father.

I'm still obliged to pay my taxes to our king.

Would you like a pie, sir? What do you have, my dear?

We have game pies, sir.

Bless you.

Clear the way!

Who's using this fellow, eh?

You lose something, eh?

Toxins from cutting. Thank you, little Bruce.

What happened?

once.

Elizabeth, I have to speak to my brothers.

That's fine. I can hear what you have to say.

Alone.

Seamus, Gail, Drew.

The Lord.

Good night.

We swore vows on King Edward's Bible.

that we will need to break.

Why? What happened?

Wallace is dead.

The people are up in arms.

There can be no peace.

What would father say? Father is gone.

This is my decision.

But you are my blood.

My family.

I cannot do this without you.

We need to raise an army.

It's crucial we get as many lords on site as possible, including John Common.

I'm sorry if I was rude earlier, but I should tell you something. I know you

have no need for my counsel.

It's true, I have seen very little of the world.

However, a young lady of my standing is afforded a great deal of time to read.

to form distinct opinions and to draw her own conclusions about the nature of

power.

All right.

Power is making decisions.

Power is not allowing yourself to be buffeted on the tides of history.

Instead, it is choosing a boat, climbing aboard and hoisting the sail.

I choose you.

And whatever course you are charting, I choose you.

My husband.

I don't like it.

We can't trust common.

It's sacred ground, Angus.

I still don't like it.

Well, he insisted.

I confess I was surprised to receive your letter.

I do urgently desire to discuss with you a matter most delicate.

Something cryptic, wouldn't you say?

It was intentional.

Ruthie.

And if I were to infer that your aim was in fact to reignite a rebellion...

We already tried it.

For eight bloody years.

And we failed.

Because we didn't unite.

No. Because your family were too busy trying to claim a crown that wasn't

theirs.

Are you saying you wish to relinquish that claim? I'm saying we need to set

aside our rivalry and win back our country. Then we can decide who wears

the crown.

Us.

Not Edward.

John, between us, we could raise 20,000 men.

We could have a fighting chance.

It'll never work.

The people are tired of war and suffering. Wallace was tortured and

slaughtered. The people aren't tired. They are desperate for justice. Wallace

got what he deserved.

He wasn't a man. He was an idea.

A destructive and dangerous idea. Almost as dangerous as the idea you're

proposing. You Bruce's are all the same, John. You're not worthy of our country.

And I swear I'll do whatever it takes to keep you from being its king.

And once I explain to Edward the meaning of your furtive letter to me, he'll

place a noose over your head and Scotland's crown upon mine.

Go!

He was going to betray you. You had no other choice, Robert.

We have to tell Lamberton.

I'm a dead man now.

With Robert, at least we stand a chance.

He needs to be excommunicated, as the Pope will surely demand.

And where will that leave us?

If we disown him now, we remain at the mercy of Edward.

The survival of the Scottish Church.

is at stake no one is arguing that but you are asking us to support a murderer

the answer is clear is it not

you

will confess

and I will absolve you for the murder of John Comyn.

If you vow to support the church, we will support your inauguration as our

king.

It must be done quickly, in Scone.

Scone may be dangerous. It's next to the English garrison of Perth. For the

people, it must be Scone. We need legitimacy.

Particularly now.

I

am

so sick of Scotland

slaying his rival on sacred ground.

It's lunacy.

I knew he detested John Common, but I never thought he'd go this far. He'll

have himself crowned king before the Pope can excommunicate him. King?

Robert, you think you would dare?

Yes.

Put me in charge of this.

I know you think me incompetent, Father.

But I am to be king.

One day.

Let this be a test. What would you do, son?

I would raise the dragon.

Father.

Get word to Valance. Robert the Bruce to be declared an outlaw.

Any man or woman who would give shelter to him or any of his ranks to be

executed without trial.

My son will raise the dragon banner.

The codes of chivalry are ended. There will be no quarter.

Your recklessness is going to get us all killed.

Not if we stand side by side. The bishops absolved him.

Surely you can do the same.

It's not as simple as that. Why is it not as simple as that? Because we

promised our people peace.

We should never have surrendered.

We had no choice because we had no one to lead us.

Perhaps now we do.

The commons and the Baileys will never swallow that.

The Baileys have had their chance. Think about what you're doing here. It's time

for change.

He will not be forgiven.

Robert, I'm with you.

As am I.

You must be careful on the road to school.

You have enemies on all sides now.

I am sorry for bringing you into this.

I understand.

And I know my duty.

I'll be with you the whole time.

We can't. I'm sorry.

Seamus said we'll take good care of him. Let's move out!

Just be ready.

What is your business?

Halt!

I said halt!

My lord, I am James, son of William Douglas of Douglasdale.

I recognize your father in you.

I've come to pledge myself to you as your defender.

He could be a spy.

Loyal to Coleman, perhaps.

Or even Edward.

What is it you actually want? I want what Edward stole from my father and me.

I want my land back.

I want my name back.

Now, you give me that, I will be loyal to you forever.

I killed John Coleman at the altar.

You should know the man to whom you're offering loyalty.

Are you a good man?

I'm trying to be.

It's good enough for me.

Oh, aren't we fortunate.

You can bring up the rear.

Let this blow be the last you receive unanswered.

Next.

The crown worn by every Scottish king has been stolen by the English king, so

too our ancient coronation stone, and yet remains in Scotland a little gold

and good men to work it.

We have a crown.

We have a king to wear it.

Praise be to God.

I inaugurate you, Robert Bruce, son of Robert Bruce, son of Robert Bruce,

son of Isabella Huntington, daughter of David Earl of Huntington, son of Henry

Earl of Huntington.

Son of David, King of Scots.

God bless the King of Scots. God bless the King of Scots.

Your Majesty.

I wear this crown as a symbol of my duty to serve the Scottish people.

My title is King of Scots.

Not of the land, but of the people.

By these swans, I vow to avenge this murder!

I hereby pledge my undying fealty to Robert Bruce, King of Scots. Thank you,

my lord.

Scrimgeour, you have hands like rocks.

These are paws.

My father was a bear.

I too pledge my undying fealty.

Balance is men are assembling in Perth.

And now the real test begins.

Aye.

Your Majesty.

You were wise to join us.

That murderer is no king of mine. Nor anyone's much longer. The prince and his

envoy are on their way, unbound by the shackles of chivalry.

They're flying the dragon banner.

As King of Scots, I speak for our sovereign nation.

I demand that you return our castle at Perth.

I demand that you return to your homeland.

King of Scots.

You murdered my brother-in-law and made my sister a widow.

I look forward to this fight.

We can resolve this conflict by fighting one-on-one.

Now.

I accept.

But today is a Sunday.

I know you don't much respect holy matters, but I do.

Tomorrow, then.

That wasn't the plan, Robert.

Man's a bloody beast.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

I can handle myself.

What happens if he kills you?

Shouldn't you wait for the prince?

The prince has served his purpose by raising the dragon banner.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

The king has made it clear that we must do whatever it takes.

We're dealing with outlaws, man.

They have no rights.

Trying to take everyone's money again, I suppose.

You fancy a game of knuckle bones, sire? Perhaps later.

Go easy on him.

Did you

get

them, Drew?

Yes, sire.

Good man.

I couldn't find any decent goblets.

Nor any decent wine. No.

Alas, we are but king and queen of the May.

And tomorrow will come to strip us of our crowns.

No.

We have too much work to do to let that happen, Matt.

We.

We.

The sheep is in the meadow And the pie is in the corn

No. No, I won't speak of it. If I die tomorrow, you are Margaery's

and she is yours.

Do whatever you must.

Do you understand?

What is it?

Robert?

Marjorie, up. What's happening?

Up, up. Go.

Frasier's a friend.

Don't worry, brother. You'll be safe with me. Come on!

Lord Frasier will take you to France.

I want you to take me.

No. I'll meet you there, okay?

You take her. Be brave.

Father! I love you. Come on, Marjorie, let go. We have to go. Look after each

other. Marjorie.

Come. I'll come find you.

Quickly.

Bruce isn't here.

Kill all the prisoners.

Let the Scots see what comes of pledging fealty to their new king.

What about Apple?

He is an earl.

Take him to London, you bastard.

The king will hang him for treason.

And Percy, spread word.

Gold to those who lead us to Robert the Bruce.

Radfish will say a few words to the men.

And say what?

Let's get these men on the horses.

John, you're hurt. Here, Duncan, come here.

Thank you.

You can go to Islay, to my home.

It's so remote, no one will think to look for you there.

We can enlist the islanders.

Replenish your ranks.

Robert, what do you think? We don't have a choice, do we?

Fifty men to fight the strongest army in the world.

Gordon McDougal.

Have you come to join us?

And why would we be wanting to do that?

No more taxes for Edward's pocket.

No more good men dying in wars not of their making.

We can unite Scotland.

We can win her back.

You've got nerve, Bruce.

I'll give you that.

Come in with my cousin.

You're no king of arrows.

Done.

Lord Fraser, we bring the Queen.

Your Majesty, follow me.

Welcome to Kilgrummy.

You know, Marjorie, your mother grew up here.

You can have her bedroom.

We go south, we run into Vance's men.

And north, we go back into MacDougalland.

We take the boats across this walk.

The other side of that hill is the coast to Islay.

It's a wonderful idea in theory, Douglas, but there's more hold than

vote.

This boat's good.

We can't leave the horses.

We don't need horses, we need men.

You can gather provisions as you can. James, put the horses in the forest.

Alexander, you come with me.

We need as many men in that boat as we can.

We'll be back for you.

Good man, Alex.

See you soon.

No, what's it your majesty?

It's too small.

Who's this man?

You are not in chaos!

You failed to wait for me. You attacked by night. You had the upper hand. You

had the element of surprise, and yet you lost him. The battle was a success.

We crushed them mercilessly. A few managed to escape.

Including your Bruce!

What aim? Our aim was to capture him, and you failed!

My scouts are searching for him, Your Highness, and a reward has been offered.

It'll be your head if he's not found.

Lord Buchan.

Your Highness.

You bring news of the Bruce?

No, your highness.

His wife and child.

Marjorie, we've been riding horses for days. Are you not tired yet?

No.

I've got soldiers approaching. We have to go now.

Get to the trees. I'll send horses in then. Go, go.

Bruce's wife and child!

Hand them over and I spare the castle!

Where's Robert?

Your Highness, I don't know.

Where are his wife and daughter?

They left for Turnberry on Tuesday.

They left for Turnberry on Tuesday.

Where's your brother?

I swear I don't know.

I swear I don't know.

You forced my hand, Neil.

Your Highness, I swear!

I swear I don't know!

No,

please, I swear. I swear.

I have all the traits my father has, save one.

Mercy.

Fraser, you seem like a...

Reasonable man.

Where's the Bruce?

I truly don't know.

Hang them both up.

For all to see what becomes of those who support the outlaw Bruce.

Take the women to England, seize all his lands, leave him with nothing.

this way

Lord MacKinnon.

I heard the rumor you made yourself king.

And the prince is tearing Scotland apart looking for you.

Come to ask for your support.

My men and I stood with Wallace at Falkirk.

Where were you then?

There was no winning Falkirk, you know that.

How can I follow a man who's never won an open battle?

From what I've been told, you barely escaped Medwin alive.

We were ambushed in the dead of night.

How many men have you?

Forty. I'm still rounding people up.

I wish you luck.

I truly do.

Come on, Lachlan. I've known you for over 25 years.

Just please, give us your own people.

It's your own people. You've come here for your help.

Are you done?

I believe in time you'll change your mind.

And I'll be waiting.

Move.

Much has happened my love

Our

new king

Your Majesty.

It's good to see you again, Anya.

Come, let's get you warm instead.

One man to down the horse.

And one man to remove the knight.

And then to kill him.

Weak spots under the arm, the neck, on your feet.

And then the groin.

You go near my daughter again, I'll cut them off and use them as bait.

Are we clear?

What you doing, bastard?

Kick your bloody ass, Douglas, eh? Oh, you taste sweeter. You think that's

bloody funny?

Right, who's next?

Thank goodness.

I'm to take the girl to our convent for religious training.

Only the girl.

Isn't that wonderful?

The sisters want to look after you.

And they are going to take such good care of you.

Come, child.

Are you coming?

No.

No, but we'll all be home again soon.

I'm certain of it.

And father.

Marjorie, please don't make this hard.

No, I don't want to go.

Marjorie, I'll see you soon. I promise. I promise. I promise. I love you.

I love you. I want to go back.

You'll be fine.

Let's go.

Grace Thanks is other door

Here he comes.

This could get interesting.

Kilbrum, he's fallen.

Every man massacred.

Your brother was hanged, drawn, and quartered.

My wife? My daughter?

They're both alive.

Taken by the prince.

We have to go back.

He wanted to be king.

Well, you're king now.

This is the price you pay.

We only win if you survive.

Thinking about revenge?

Another feeling.

It tears that soul

But it can also be a weapon

One

more chivalry Now we fight like wolves

Open the gate.

You know him?

Aye.

Come on, James.

Oh,

Bruce.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

Ian.

You all right?

Where have you been?

Aye, sorry.

We'll keep clean off. Took an age to fix it.

Come on, come on.

What's he doing?

Portage. Oh, I'll have some of that then.

Come on, get me a bowl.

Your Majesty, it's good to be home. We can't stay.

We'll know where we are. You're all to come with us.

We take what we can and burn it down. Leave nothing for the enemy.

Burn it. Burn it all.

This is how we do it.

We travel in stealth.

Strike without warning.

Take the land back castle by castle.

Destroying them as we go.

It's not exactly chivalry, but I like it. Burn it all!

And take what you can!

Let's go!

Robert, you know my father's land is only a day's ride. It would mean so much

to me if I could take it myself.

You know, I'd only need two or three men.

Take five.

And keep your wits about you.

I've already lost two brothers. I can't bear to lose another.

Good luck boy

Wow.

standing in this courtyard and my father whispering in my mother's ear.

I don't know what he said but it must have been funny because she stopped

laughing.

I used to drink this water.

Poison it.

All the bastards down the well.

Where's that cunt, Clifford? He's gone to join violence, my lord.

Well, then I'll see to him you've seen enough.

Friends, don't be afraid. Please, join me.

Come, enjoy this Palm Sunday feast.

It was prepared for your enemies.

It is yours now.

As is everything in my family's castle. I serve Robert Bruce, King of Scots.

Join us to free our land!

Sir Richard's castle

in Scotland has also fallen.

The man responsible may have been Matt.

He was heard screaming the...

Same word over and over.

Douglas.

He claimed to be fighting for Robert the Bruce.

The outlaws continue to sack their own castles.

And as word of Bruce's exploits spreads, so does his support amongst the people.

Of course, there are still nobles who remain loyal to the crown.

This morning...

I woke up, performed my ablutions, and then

walked from my bedchamber to the Great Hall.

And on the way, I stumbled.

No reason, just... just lost my footing.

Well, I lose my footing sometimes.

Especially in the morning when the body's still waking up.

It was my hope to grow old and not die on the battlefield.

But I see now that the great danger in a death from natural causes is that one

may be lying in one's bedchamber thinking of all the things that have

been left undone.

Fear not father. We will not fail you again

Well you managed to imprison a few women

These

gentlemen of France were in the dungeon they wish to join us

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Is it true?

You're the King of Scots?

He certainly is, you cheeky wee shite.

Hey.

Go tell all your friends we're going to win our country back.

Aye, sire.

Come on, Arthur.

Is that really the King? Robert.

I bring more men.

True. Your Majesty. It's good to have you back, Bart. We found them on the

road. Yeah, we thought you were dead.

They tried to ambush us.

I have something for you, sire.

I managed to take it from Methwyn.

Rise.

You look after this for me.

You've done a grand job so far.

I got it with my life.

It's good to have you back.

Oswald Elizabeth.

You're here. You're here.

It's all right.

It's fine.

Elizabeth.

Be calm.

Be strong. Look at me. Look at me.

I have known you all my life.

Now, my father is only granting you this chance because you are his goddaughter.

Is that understood?

We are very grateful. Come on, Lord, thank you.

Now, Elizabeth, you are to renounce the title of queen, and the marriage will be

annulled.

Sign.

A pitiful union is charade.

It'll be all right.

You are doing the right thing.

Do not weep.

Come now.

Robert will soon be dead, and you can go home to your family.

If he will soon be dead, then why... why force me to forsake him?

He's continuing to evade you.

Isn't he?

Why do you laugh at me?

I have been kind.

I have given you this opportunity to redeem yourself.

Now sign it! I'm not afraid.

Take the quill in your hand. Now sign.

Sign.

No, no, no, no, my lord, my lord.

It's time to come out of the open.

Their army, our army.

Aye. They'll destroy us.

We've no chance against their cavalry.

Angus is right.

If we try and face them head on in an open battlefield, they'll be riding

straight towards you.

Let them.

We'll be ready.

They'll be like the spider and its web.

Best to wait, Robert.

Gather our strength.

No.

I'm done with running and I'm sick of hiding.

We'll provoke them until they come after us.

Go ahead.

That's right.

Again!

Help! Help!

If I die, you're the...

until Robert the Bruce's head is on an English spike, you understand?

With pleasure, Father. Promise me.

I promise.

You

know...

I've never been able to imagine you leading an army

into battle.

Driving your horse forward to the sound of the drum.

Risking your life for the honor of the English crap.

Do you

remember,

father, when I was a boy?

And you would beat me.

I never cried because I knew it scared you.

I thought that I was stronger than you.

And the truth is... I am.

I always have been.

And soon the whole world will know that.

I will make sure of it.

Bury him here.

Shouldn't we honor his wishes?

No.

You should honor mine.

Looks like you've got your fight, Robert.

They would take our land.

But they don't know our land.

Here. This is the place.

Good length.

Aye, that should do.

Take them over there. Sharpen them up.

My mother says you have to return it.

Oh, I promise I will.

I have a daughter your age. I'm sure she'd like you.

Where is she?

I wish I knew.

They've come to speak for His Majesty.

Is he here?

Well, get down here. We could use the help.

Come. Welcome, everyone.

I wish that the world would have an extra can of wine.

Wait until you try my black pudding, boys.

Other way!

Oh!

Oh!

This gauntlet belongs to Robert the Bruce, King of Scots.

You see that hill over there?

It's Loudon Hill.

I'll fight you under it tomorrow.

These people.

Seems it's better for us both if this battle were to end swiftly.

It won't.

With 3,000 mounted soldiers. Yes, my portion of whom are to have a single

end.

The man whom you failed to capture.

How many are we now?

Nearly 500, I'd say.

We cannot match their strength.

so we will not even try.

We leave the horses behind.

We use the land to our advantage.

At all costs, we hold the center ground, and we force them to the flanks.

Simple.

God willing, that will be enough.

Your Majesty.

Forgive me.

I should never have doubted you.

How many men have you?

We are 40.

You're here now.

That's all that matters.

Thank you.

Join us, please.

You heard King Edward did not survive the journey. Aye. His son may be the

more dangerous enemy.

Here, eat.

this the men that we fight today have sworn fealty to a godless

murderer make no mistake his aim will

be to take our

I could talk about God, but he has no place where we are going.

I could talk about honor, but you are here.

You know enough about honor.

I know you all as men, but today,

Today we are beasts.

We fight for God, for honor, for country, for family, for yourselves. I

do not care so long as you fight!

Shall I kill him, your majesty?

Where's Marjorie?

She's waiting for you.

Welcome home, Your Majesty.

I brought you something.

She was bathed good and fair.

Say, dears, the joy was bought.

Charm, say, free the battle fought.

And true.

Scots, why, hey, we Wallace bled.

Scots, one Bruce has often bled.

Welcome to your gourd.

A traitor knave Whae can fill a coward's

grave Whae say base as be a slave

Let him turn and flee

Whae for Scotland's king and law

Freedom's sword will strong...

oppressions woes and pain by your sons

in servile chains we will train our

dearest fans but they shall be free

they the proud usurp

We Wallace bled Scott swam Bruce

has often welcome

Thank you.

Thank you.

so so

Sauna Nina, Nina, Nina, Sauna Nina.

Sauna Nina, Nina, Nina, Sauna Nina, oh yeah.