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Friendly readers, I'm happy to present

to you, as long as I can get away with

it,

a Story Time special double feature

of Robin Hood and Ivanhoe.

The legend of Robin Hood.

Whereas Tom the Miller has failed to pay

the taxes due to his lordship, the

Sheriff of Nottingham, he is hereby

evicted under the powers vested in the

lordship Sheriff by his highness Prince

John.

YOU ANIMALS!

YOU MURDERING AND PLUNDERING HOGS!

ON TO THE FLETCHER'S HUT.

ROBIN!

FATHER!

When King Richard left England to

crusade in the Holy Land,

he left the kingdom in the hands of his

brother, Prince John,

whose evil barons plundered and burned

the lands and houses of decent people.

Spurred on by their greed, they enlarged

their estates

using brute force to get their way.

There was one man, however, who fought

back.

His name was Robin of Locksley

until he was outlawed and became known

as

Robin Hood.

Much, what are you doing here? I have

nowhere else to go. The Sheriff's men

burned down my house and killed my

father. What?

I'll see the Sheriff about this. No,

Master Robin, there is nothing you can

do.

You have been declared an outlaw and a

traitor. You cannot show your face in

Nottingham. I, a traitor? Who says this?

Sir Guy of Gisborne.

He has taken over all your lands and put

your men in prison. Sir Guy will live to

regret this, if he lives at all.

Come nightfall, I shall pay him a visit.

But now, Much, my lad, you must be

hungry after a night in the forest. That

I am, Master Robin. Let us see what my

bow will find.

Sherwood venison.

I'd almost forgotten what it was like.

Tell me, Much,

what has Sir Guy been saying behind my

back?

That you're a traitor.

That you deserted the King's army in the

Holy Land and plotted with the French.

Filthy lies! I served King Richard for 2

years and was granted an honorable

discharge. Terrible things have been

happening, Master Robin.

Good men have been driven off their land

and Prince John's barons have been

claiming it all.

Then we had better do something about

it, eh, Much?

I'm with you, Master Robin.

Did you hear about that miller?

Some of the villagers are angry. Good.

Teach them a lesson.

Yes, but we must also guard against

anyone turning the people against us.

I'll hang the first man who tries.

Lady Marion,

you look wonderful tonight.

I'm sorry we're late.

Business, you know.

Does business include robbing people and

burning their houses?

If people won't pay their taxes, we have

no choice.

You're concerned as you credit, Lady

Marion,

but don't waste your sympathy on a lot

of unworthy scum. Is Robin of Locksley

scum?

Worse than that.

He's a traitor.

I cannot believe that of Robin.

Forget him.

He let his land go to ruin, whereas I

have now the biggest and richest estate

for miles around.

Here's to Sir Guy. Long may he live.

I said, "Here's to Sir Guy."

You wait here, Much. I'm coming with

you, Robin. Good lad.

What's the matter with you tonight,

Marion? Sir Guy has invited you to

dinner and now you insult him.

Perhaps I should have a word alone with

the lady.

Marion,

now that I've taken over the Locksley

estate and several smaller holdings,

I've become a man with great power and

influence.

I'm not impressed, Sir Guy.

Except for Sir Robin of Locksley, isn't

it?

You're still waiting for him.

I am also a personal friend of Prince

John.

Speak plainly, Sir Guy.

I want to ask for your hand in marriage.

God!

My lord?

How goes it? All's well, my lord.

I don't care how rich and powerful you

are, Sir Guy.

I don't love you and I won't marry you.

It's no use waiting for Robin of

Locksley, my dear.

The Sheriff's men will hunt him down as

soon as he sets foot in Nottingham.

The Sheriff's men are no match for

Robin.

Then I'll do the job myself.

It's me, lads. Robin of Locksley.

It's him, lads.

It's Master Robin. Quiet, lads.

Now,

let's get out of here. Together we could

have one of the biggest estates in all

England.

When I marry, Sir Guy,

it will be for love,

not property. Blasted woman! I say you

shall marry me.

Trouble, Sir Guy?

Not [snorts] at all, my lord Sheriff.

Allow me to introduce you to my future

wife. Guards!

Guards!

The prisoners are escaping!

GUARDS!

STOP THAT SCUM!

AFTER THEM, QUICKLY! DON'T LET THEM GET

AWAY!

Stop them!

Shoot!

Shoot!

Catch them!

Every one of them!

GET THE LITTLE ONE FIRST!

QUICK!

QUICK! OVER THERE!

NO, MEN!

THERE'S A HOLE IN THE WALL OVER THERE,

LADS. Run for it!

Archers,

kneel!

Aim!

Fire!

AIM!

FIRE!

WHERE IS HE? WHO? THE TRAITOR. HE jumped

in this window.

You must be mistaken.

Well, it were this window. That's

impossible. I would have seen him.

Now, get out.

Thank you, Marion.

Oh, Robin, I've waited for you all this

time and now Don't worry, I'll sort this

out somehow. But now it's the forest for

me and the lads.

Robin, do be careful of Sir Guy. I'll

take care of him. Goodbye, my love. I'll

come and visit you.

[bell]

Did you see that little one try to kill

me? They'll all hang for this. I might

have been killed. NEVER MIND THAT.

CAN YOU ARRANGE a marriage for me as

soon as possible?

Did Marion accept you?

She will, but even if she doesn't,

it won't matter. Mhm.

I'll arrange it for tomorrow.

You saved our lives, Master Robin.

Nonsense, Derwent.

Yes, you did, Master Robin. You did. You

did. You saved our

Come and have some venison, lads.

We're outlaws now, lads.

You realize that? Aye, Robin. We'll have

to live here in the forest and hunt for

our supper.

And if any rich baron or fat abbot

should chance our way, we'll invite him

for dinner. And charge a very high

price.

It won't be easy. So, if any of you want

to go north and try your luck, now's the

time to speak. Where with you, Robin?

Aye. Aye. Here we are. I vow to lead you

men in the struggle against tyranny and

injustice, to help the poor and the

weak, to rid our land of Prince John's

evil barons, and to pray for the day

when good King Richard will come home

once more.

As for myself, I am no longer Robin of

Loxley, but Robin of the Hood.

If Robin of Loxley hears of the wedding,

he's bound to try and stop it.

I trust your men are on the lookout.

Yes, and they will remain here

for a fee.

They'll bleed me dry. Come now, Sir Guy.

You'll get nowhere without the law on

your side. It's time for the wedding.

But where is the the young lady, Sir

Guy?

We're running late. She'll be here.

Marion Fitzwalter,

wasn't she betrothed to Robin of Loxley?

No.

She is betrothed to me. Steady, Sir Guy.

The guests are getting restless, my

lord. Where is the lady?

She'll be here.

The lady

The lady has gone.

The lady has gone. LADY MARION HAS GONE.

GUARDS!

GUARDS!

SEARCH THE GROUNDS. SEARCH the forest.

Search everywhere till you find her.

Silence!

You men search the grounds.

The horsemen will mount and search the

surrounding countryside. If you see your

Robin of Loxley, you know what to do.

I'll get you, Robin of Loxley.

Very good, Much. You have the makings of

a fine archer. Thank you, Robin.

I'm off to find some supper. Keep

practicing, lads. We live by the bow

from now on. Aye, Robin. Aye, Robin, we

will.

Hey, you there.

Marion.

Oh, Robin. Robin, it's been terrible.

Sir Guy tried to force me to marry him.

Never mind. You're safe here in the

forest.

And so Marion joined the outlaws who

welcomed her warmly.

The outlaws grew in number and earned

their keep by relieving travelers of

their gold.

Their victims were always rich and

always furious.

Those who experienced Sherwood

hospitality

vowed that they would entertain Robin

and his men on the gallows when they met

next.

But no one could get near him in the

forest, where he was king.

They used their wealth to help the needy

and the oppressed,

much to the annoyance of the sheriff.

You incompetent fools! YOU OLD

BLUNDERING IDIOTS!

ONCE AGAIN, you've let Robin Hood get

away from you.

You are all fined one month's pay.

Now, get back OUT ON PATROL AND FIND

THOSE OUTLAWS.

BUT, my lord, these outlaws know the

forest BETTER THAN THE DEER. IT'S

SUICIDE going into that forest.

Robin Hood can pick us off ONE BY ONE.

QUIET!

THE NEXT ONE TO COMPLAIN go straight to

the dungeon.

My lord sheriff,

What do you want? I am an emissary from

Prince John.

His highness is greatly disturbed by the

exploits of this outlaw of Robin Hood.

I'm greatly disturbed, too. His highness

is desirous to know what steps you are

taking to hunt down this traitor.

Tell Prince John that Robin Hood will

stretch on the gallows within a week.

His highness recalls a similar promise

you made some time ago. Within one week,

I tell you.

Look.

See that tavern on the edge of the

forest?

Two of the outlaws, known as Little John

and Will Scarlett, have sweethearts in

that tavern.

Common wenches, of course.

My plan is to capture these two at the

tavern and set a trap for Robin Hood.

You can tell Prince John that Robin Hood

will trouble him no longer.

I hope so, my lord,

for your sake.

Come on, John Little. Let's have some

lunch before I drop dead from

starvation. Shame. That's all you think

of, your great fat stomach.

Uh

uh you live around here, do you? Aye, in

the forest. Then you must know Robin

Hood, the outlaw. Maybe.

And what are you going to do about it,

old man? Nothing. Nothing. I

I I Tell me, um

how did you meet this Robin Hood?

[laughter]

What's it to you?

Well, I I'm a traveler from the north.

We've heard a lot about Robin Hood and

his merry men and well, I I I just

thought you might Tell him, John. What

harm can he do? Besides, I'd like to

hear it again myself.

[laughter]

All right, then.

Well, one day last year,

I came down from the north and on the

other side of Sherwood, I stopped at a

stream.

I don't think there's enough room for

the two of us.

What did you say?

Now, look, I was here first. And what do

you intend to do about it, eh?

Is that fair? I have no staff. I can

wait.

Are you all right, little man? Yes.

Who are you?

John Naylor from up Cumberland way.

Folks call me John the Little.

I can see why.

And what are you doing here?

You can trust me.

I reckon I can.

I escaped from my master.

And now I'm what you might call

an outlaw.

So am I.

Welcome to Sherwood, John the Little.

And so we went back to the camp and I

became one of the outlaw band.

Poor Robin got a cold from his ducking,

but he reckons I'm worth it.

That's right. You're only WORTH A

DUCKING.

[laughter]

THERE WE ARE. A LITTLE SNACK for you.

Now, how about a few sweet words?

My spies saw Little John and Will

Scarlett go supping there half an hour

ago.

You will go in, capture them and hold

them there. Is that clear? Yes, my lord.

Robin Hood will try to rescue them.

And when he comes, shoot him on sight.

The man who gets him will be made

freeman of the borough and be paid 100

crowns.

Tell me, uh

how did you join up with Robin Hood?

First of all, you tell us who you are.

And why you're so interested.

Well, I'm just a traveler. And I enjoy a

good tale. My name is Garth.

Pray tell me, Will Scarlet, how did you

meet Robin Hood?

My lord.

Get in the back.

My men need a cover to get to that

tavern. Just drive up as you normally

would.

You're trying to capture the outlaws, my

lord?

Never mind.

Get going.

All right, I'll tell you. Though this

great lump will tell YOU SOMETHING ELSE.

THE TRUTH. Let's have the truth.

On my oath, this is what happened.

Robin was out hunting by himself one

morning when he spotted me in the

forest.

A fine shot, Mr. Scarlet Cap.

Who are you? A free ranger of the forest

with free men at my back.

Are you a king's forester come to arrest

me for shooting the king's deer? Oh,

quite the opposite.

I don't trust you. Don't do anything

foolish, lad, or my men will make you

regret it.

If you're so keen to use your bow, let

us shoot together in friendly fashion.

All right.

That was a fine shot which brought down

the deer.

Do you think you can better it? I can

try.

That was a shot worthy of Robin Hood. We

are both marksmen, and we should be

friends, too.

What is your name?

Gamwell from York.

I killed my father's steward when he

mistreated his tenant farmers.

It was an accident, really.

And now I am an outlaw like my cousin

Robin of Loxley.

Robin of Loxley is no more.

But Robin Hood welcomes you to Sherwood

Forest, cousin.

I should have known.

No one else could shoot like that. Come

and meet my men, and we shall have a

feast to celebrate your arrival.

He looks like a fighting man.

What's your name, lad?

Gamwell. Gamwell?

Whoever heard of an outlaw called

Gamwell?

I know. We'll call you Scarlet IN HONOR

OF YOUR CAP.

So be it.

And they still call me Scarlet thanks to

this quick-witted elephant over here.

The old man, he trapped us. No. No, I

know nothing of this. You rotten

Raise your hands and get over against

the wall.

Bring us a smile, me darling.

Leave her, you filthy dog. You're in no

position to give orders, my friend.

You've only got a few hours to live

depending on how long it takes Robin

Hood to get here.

Robin Hood!

Robin Hood!

ROBIN HOOD!

ROBIN HOOD!

WHY DO YOU WANT ROBIN?

TO TELL HIM THAT two of his men, the big

fellow the one in fancy clothes, are

being held captive by the sheriff's

guards at the tavern.

Thank you for coming.

It was my duty.

Robin's been good to poor people like

me.

Where's Robin? Gone to recruit that

friar.

Why?

Wait here and be ready for a fight.

Friar Tuck? Yes.

And who might you be? Never mind.

I would like to cross that stream,

but I don't want to get my feet wet. I

suggest you carry me.

Oh, put me down now, Master Duck. You're

better than a ferry boat.

And now, my friend,

you shall carry me back.

Well done, sir.

My My name is

Robin Hood.

I guessed as much. You have the look of

an honest outlaw about you. You're quite

a character, Master Duck, and I believe

you have no great liking for the sheriff

or his ways. The sheriff has no great

liking for me, either. Then how would

you like to join my band?

Well, if you feed me well, I should be

glad to. Robin!

Robin!

A masterful plan, my lord sheriff. Thank

you, Sir Guy.

And may I ask one favor?

That I be the one who delivers the final

blow to Robin Hood.

Your request is granted, Sir Guy.

The sheriff has set a trap for us, but

we're not going to fall into it.

The only ones who will go are myself and

Friar Tuck here.

Robin knows what he's doing, lads.

Trust him. We'll be back soon with two

extra guests for dinner.

Well,

where is he?

Don't tell me your guards have bungled

again. Patience, Sir Guy.

Yes? He takes his time, this Robin Hood.

[laughter]

I wouldn't laugh if I was you.

If he don't turn up,

you two will hang anyway.

You're a welcome sight, Robin, and your

friend, too. No time for introductions

now. You two wait here until I signal

from the edge of the

forest.

Those outlaws are cowards. They don't

dare show their faces. They'll be here,

Sir Guy. Yes, and sooner than you think.

Now, dismount.

Slowly.

Two guests for dinner.

They're safe.

Robin's bringing two guests for dinner.

We better get busy.

What's the occasion, Robin?

The tax gatherers' ball.

Enjoy it while you can, Robin Hood.

Now, lads, the sheriff and Sir Guy are

our guests. Let's make them feel

welcome.

Do sit down, my lord sheriff.

Lady Marian, it pains me to see you in

such disreputable company. I feel just

the same about the company you keep, my

lord.

Wine, my lord?

Wine, my lord? Thank you.

[laughter]

Please start, my lord. Don't wait for

us. Yes, please start. Sir Guy?

Any trouble escaping from the sheriff,

Will? None at all.

With all due respect, my lord.

[laughter]

We didn't even have to pay for our

lunch.

A toast to our returned comrades.

I would also like to welcome our newest

member, Friar Tuck.

And last and least, allow me to welcome

our dinner guests, the sheriff and Sir

Guy.

You're an insolent fool, Robin Hood.

If you think any of you are going to

survive, then think again.

Every word you say drives another nail

into your coffin. You're not a very

polite guest, sheriff. Maybe he's

worried about the bill.

[laughter]

We're looking for the sheriff of

Nottingham. He's out on the North Road.

I think he's trying to capture the

outlaw Robin Hood. So are we.

And now Sheriff, we come to the awkward

part of the evening, the paying of the

bill.

What must I pay with?

My life? Come now, Sheriff. Don't take

it so seriously.

Look, my trusted friend Little John has

brought me your saddle bags. Let's see

what we can find.

Not as good as gold, but never mind.

What would you say your dinner was

worth, Sheriff?

Then we shall pay you what you are

worth, Sheriff, and keep the rest.

The taxes. The taxes you collect off the

poor and divide up among your evil

friends. That's government money, Robin

Hood. You wouldn't dare steal from the

crown. The crown is now being worn by a

cheat and a fraud. Until King Richard

returns, we do not recognize the crown.

That's Prince John's blood money, stolen

from decent people. And it shall be

returned to them.

Well, my Lord Sheriff, I'm afraid the

time has come to say goodbye. You

wouldn't dare kill me. I would, my Lord,

but I won't. As long as you are Sheriff,

we have nothing to fear. Your horse, my

Lord.

Rotten, thieving, LOUTISH SCOUNDRELS.

We leave the thieving to you. You'll

just wait, Robin Hood. Safe journey, MY

LORD.

[laughter]

ROBIN?

WHAT IS IT, GILBERT?

KATE and I want to get married, and we

thought we might buy a cottage in the

next county where my face is not known.

You have my blessing. I don't like

leaving you and the lads.

I understand, Gilbert. The best of luck

to you both.

What is that?

Release them.

You cur.

You

filthy swine. When I get my hands on

you, I'll

Prince John.

This, your highness, is the Sheriff of

Nottingham. Hmm.

I hope you won't think me inquisitive,

my Lord Sheriff, if I ask you what on

earth you are doing riding around the

forest in that condition. Well, it it

It was Robin Hood, your highness.

Indeed.

Your bungling efforts to capture him are

providing amusement at dinner tables up

and down the country. What happened to

your big plan? It um I shall lend you

three score of my best soldiers.

You will invade Sherwood Forest and find

Robin Hood. Is that clear?

Yes, your highness. Robin Hood is the

biggest thorn in our side.

He encourages the people to evade taxes

and challenge my authority.

He must be stopped.

Do you understand, my Lord Sheriff?

Yes, yes, your highness. Yes, I

understand.

Yes, your highness. Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, your highness. Yes, yes, yes.

A golden opportunity, my Lord.

Give yourself up, Robin Hood. You

haven't a chance.

WELL DONE, LADS.

THEY'VE CORNERED US.

THERE'S HELP IN THE FOREST. NONSENSE.

THEY'RE ONLY A RAGTAG MOB OF OUTLAWS.

I'M NOT GOING IN THERE AGAIN, I TELL

YOU.

PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, YOU FOOL.

GET BACK THERE, YOU COWARDS.

LAND TAXES FOR THE peasants

are to be increased by the rate of

10 crowns an acre. Do you think that's

wise, my Lord?

Of course it's wise, you fool. The

peasants are discontented enough as it

is, my Lord.

I've changed my mind. Make it 15 crowns

an acre. What if the peasants refuse to

pay?

Poor Gilbert.

If I could only get my hands on that

Sheriff. That won't do any good, Little

John.

No one will be safe until Prince John

and his grasping barons are gone for

good.

We can only do so much.

Well,

what a bright lot you are today.

Cheer up, lads. This won't bring Gilbert

back.

Well done, Much. You've improved a lot

lately, Much. How would you like to

shoot in the Silver Arrow contest?

The Silver Arrow? Yes, it's being held

this Saturday. We could disguise

ourselves AND ALL ENTER. BRILLIANT IDEA.

WHO'LL BE IN IT? I WILL. ME, TOO.

SPLENDID. WELL, come on, lads. Let's get

some practice in.

That's the spirit, lads. We'll show the

Sheriff what we're made of. We'll take

the Silver Arrow right under his nose.

Robin, I don't like this one bit.

The Sheriff and Sir Guy will be at the

contest with all their men. But we'll be

disguised. They'll know you by your

skill.

Please don't go, Robin. I'm sorry,

Marion. We must go.

Careful with your Sir Guy. I've put 500

crowns on my champion.

You must be confident, Sir Guy. So am I,

my dear. I accept.

Long live Robin Hood and his men.

There's the Sheriff, my liege.

Go and announce me.

The Abbot of Durham, my Lord.

Ask him to join us.

Good day, my Lord Sheriff, and thank you

for your hospitality. Where are you

bound, your grace? London.

I have an important appointment with

Prince John.

His highness is well known to us. We're

his trusted servants.

Indeed.

I see the Sheriff is entertaining an

Abbot. I hope he appreciates fine

archery. I hear that the best archer

around is a man called Robin Hood.

Will he be taking part?

Oh, I hardly think so. Robin Hood is a

thief and a murderer.

He's the most notorious outlaw for miles

around.

Silver Arrow archery contest will now

begin.

First archer, Alan A Dale.

Roger of Nottingham.

[laughter]

Your champion doesn't seem to care about

your 500 crowns, my Lord Sheriff.

Is that the Sheriff's champion archer?

Yes. No wonder you can't catch this

Robin Hood.

Well done, Much.

Tell me, my Lord Sheriff,

have you any message I could pass on to

Prince John?

Send my greetings and tell his highness

that we have increased the taxes as he

ordered. I'll tell him that.

A bull's eye to Will [cheering] the

juggler.

Those players are remarkable bowmen.

Yes, quite remarkable.

Won't you join us for lunch, your grace?

Thank you, my Lord.

What do you think of our shooting?

You're all very good. You ought to be,

that's all you've been doing.

I've been searching for Robin Hood. He

wouldn't dare show his face here.

I say, wouldn't it be exciting if he

did?

My dear, there is nothing exciting about

a common outlaw. Yes, my husband.

What's the trouble?

My Lord,

this man has failed to pay his taxes

despite several warnings. In addition,

he was insolent and made treasonable

remarks about good Prince John.

Have you anything to say FOR YOURSELF?

LONG LIVE KING RICHARD.

That fool won't help you. He is A GOOD

KING, UNLIKE THE TRAITOR JOHN. HOW DARE

YOU, miserable animal?

My lord, I

I know this is not, strictly speaking,

my affair, but

Quite right.

Take him out and have him flogged.

If he still refuses to pay, then he

shall be hanged at dawn.

Long live King Richard.

You see, your grace, that's the sort of

trouble Robin Hood has stirred up. Yes,

I can see that.

Don't get too many bull's-eyes, lads, or

the sheriff will suspect something.

No need to tell Little John that. You'll

see, little man.

The silver arrow contest will now

resume.

John the tumbler.

[screaming]

WELL DONE, BIG FELLOW.

WELL, what do you say, you little

popinjay?

I take it all back. Those players are

amazing fellows.

Quite amazing.

Robert the minstrel.

[cheering]

It looks as if we have a champion.

Not yet, my dear.

The two best must now shoot again.

[cheering]

What a shot.

[screaming]

Confound it.

Now, my husband?

Yes.

The silver arrow will now be presented

to the victor.

It is with great pleasure that I present

Robert the minstrel with the silver

arrow. Congratulations.

Thank [screaming] you, my lady.

Just a moment. Robert the minstrel,

alias

Robin Hood.

Seize him.

So, Robin Hood,

now you are my guest.

I know what that means. Take him to the

dungeon.

He will hang at dawn.

Silence, all of you. You have no

jurisdiction in this matter.

INDEED, I HAVE.

KING RICHARD.

I I I

Welcome, your

Your majesty. Arise.

I

I hadn't realized I

I mean I I didn't know

I landed on the coasts not far from here

after we were blown off course by a

storm.

Hearing many tales, I decided to find

out what had happened to my kingdom in

my absence.

Well,

uh your majesty, I

I hope you are satisfied with the

what you see. On the contrary,

I can assure you that my brother John

will not have any more influence on the

country.

No, a

terrible fellow. I I never trusted him.

I have seen enough to know that you have

treated the people unjustly and are

hereby dismissed from office.

But, your majesty

Your majesty,

I have to report that your most faithful

subject in all Nottingham has been the

outlaw Robin Hood.

Release him immediately.

But, your majesty, he is GUILTY OF

TREASON.

ON WHAT GROUNDS? He deserted your army

in the Holy Land and plotted with the

French.

Not so. I knew his commander in the Holy

Land and he told me that Robin of Loxley

fought bravely and well and was granted

an honorable discharge.

You are a free man, Robin of Loxley,

and your land will be returned to you.

Thank you, my liege.

You mean you're just going to let him

go?

Of course. He is a brave and loyal

subject. Well,

I have a private account to settle with

him.

The better man will win.

Mercy.

I leave you to the mercy of the king's

justice.

[cheering]

And now, good people, you may go home

with the knowledge that justice has

returned to England.

Robin,

Robin of Loxley.

Your majesty, you must come with us to

the forest for the last time and be our

guest for dinner.

Very well, but I warn you, my purse will

stay here.

[music]

THE NEW CHALLENGER,

SIR THOMAS MOULTON.

[cheering]

SIR Thomas Moulton will meet the

champion of the archery tournament,

undefeated in four trials of combat. SIR

BRIAN DE BOIS-GUILBERT.

[applause]

WELL DONE, BRIAN. My lord.

See Saxon pigs. See how they roll in the

dirt. Just like the Battle of Hastings.

And now, with Richard lost, we shall

teach these Saxons that Normans are true

masters, eh?

[laughter]

STOP IT.

WHAT? THE FINEST men in England fought

and died at Hastings.

I will not hear them insulted. You will

not speak to your king LIKE THAT. PRINCE

JOHN is not the king. Richard the

Lionheart is our king, and England

yearns for his return.

Our country staggers beneath an unjust

Norman tyranny.

Old man,

my brother Richard is a prisoner in

Austria,

but I am here.

It would be wiser

for you to hold your tongue.

I, John, now rule England.

Perhaps the old windbag should stop

talking about these brave ancestors of

his and show us what he CAN DO. YOU DOG!

NO, NO. If my son Ivanhoe were here,

he'd soon have you skipping,

you and your airs and graces.

Wait, sir.

Brian de Bois-Guilbert,

I will challenge you. Challenge

accepted.

Prepare yourself, Saxon.

Good.

Wamba, fetch my horse and armor. Sir.

The old man,

who is he?

That's Cedric the Saxon.

A very powerful man in these parts,

descended from King Alfred, they say.

I should get rid of him.

He's a follower of Richard, and I care

not for such troublemakers.

No, sir. It wouldn't be safe. All these

Saxon peasants love him.

No.

Saxons need fear, the iron fist. But

tell me,

who is that Saxon wench with the lovable

Cedric? That's the Lady Rowena. Old

Cedric is her guardian. And this son of

his, the one who would teach me to skip.

Ivanhoe?

Hm.

He's a bit of a mystery.

He went with Richard to fight in the

Crusades.

I'm worried about Athelstane. He will be

all right, won't he? I don't know,

Rowena. He's brave and he's tough,

that's true, but he's too slow.

He's all right.

Only his pride is hurt.

Gurth? Help him, SIR.

[screaming]

[laughter]

ANOTHER PIG TO THE SLAUGHTER, EH, Sir

Cedric? If Ivanhoe were here, perhaps

he'll sprout wings and fly back from

Palestine, huh? Or maybe your fool there

could do a better job.

[laughter]

He couldn't do worse.

Master, we shall all be fools if we

don't find a champion to defend us

against the evils of Prince John and his

Norman devils.

I know, I know.

Wamba, you and Gurth take this message

to all my knights in the neighborhood.

Tell them Cedric the Saxon commands

them, by their oaths of allegiance, to

be at Rotherwood by the curfew bell.

No one?

Not one of you?

Are we going to stand by and watch our

honor and dignity dragged down into the

dust?

If I were 10 years younger, I'd do it

myself. I'd teach these proud Normans a

lesson they'd never forget. I think

you're wrong. Eh?

What do you mean, wrong? The way you

talk, you make it sound as if we're

still at war. We're not. It's all over.

That war ended a hundred years ago.

We're Saxons and they're Normans, but

we're all English. Why go on with this

stupid fighting?

Better a fool at a feast than a wise man

at a friar, I say.

She may be right, you know. If only she

were.

Look, I've no quarrel with the Normans.

I'm loyal to King Richard. We all are,

but not to his brother. No, not Prince

John. Him and his cutthroat barons.

Nobody's safe from them. They murder and

steal. These These vultures!

That's why we need a champion,

so that we don't have to live in fear

all the time. Sir Cedric, two travelers

at the door requesting shelter for the

night. Show them in.

Sir, I am Isaac, merchant of York,

returned from the East, and this is my

daughter, Rebecca.

The roads are not safe for travelers at

night. Nor in broad daylight, either.

[laughter]

You're welcome here, Isaac.

Come forth and make yourselves

comfortable.

And you, Rebecca, come and talk to me.

We don't have many visitors to

Rotherwood these days. Any news from the

Crusades, Isaac? Yes, sir.

There is a rumor that good King Richard

is free and returning to England with

some of his knights. What? Richard

returning? Alas,

it's only a rumor.

Rebecca, did you meet any of these

Crusaders? Oh, yes.

There was one young knight.

He traveled with us from France.

Escorted us all the way. He was

handsome, courteous,

a wonderful person. What's his name? He

wouldn't tell us. He was also

mysterious. Where is he now?

He's going to the Ashby tournament.

He said he had important business there.

Your Highness, my lords, ladies and

gentlemen,

this is the final day of the Ashby

tournament.

The winner of today's contests will be

declared

the champion of England.

Sir Brian de Bois-Guilbert accepts any

challenger.

I don't see any great rush of

competitors, eh, Front-de-Boeuf? These

peasants know when they're beaten.

Yes, my lord. Shouldn't be too much

action today.

Look, there's Isaac of York, the old

scoundrel.

Hm, I thought he was in France.

So did I.

Remind me to summon him later.

That fellow is too rich by far.

I think I'll lighten his burden FOR HIM.

THE FINAL CALL for challengers.

I challenge!

Your challenge is accepted.

Do you want your name recorded on the

rolls?

As you wish.

TAKE UP YOUR POSITIONS, SIR KNIGHTS.

AH, THIS mysterious knight will soon

know the strength of Norman steel.

A lesson for all the Saxons, eh?

[screaming]

De Bois-Guilbert's down.

Impossible. He's never been unhorsed in

his life.

Front-de-Boeuf,

challenge that fellow. But, my lord, I

I'm not as young as I used to be.

I'm not asking you, Front-de-Boeuf, I'm

ordering you. Get out there.

[screaming]

We cannot afford to lose this day to the

Saxon pigs. But I'm not prepared for

single combat.

Listen, you fool, it won't be single

combat.

Just [cheering] keep him busy.

You'll soon have all the help you need.

Yes, milord.

[screaming]

Captain!

No.

[screaming]

[screaming]

MY LORD,

THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE SINGLE COMBAT, A

TEST OF SKILL,

and these knaves TURN IT INTO A

BATTLEFIELD.

I BELIEVE ALL HERE AGREE WITH ME.

DISQUALIFY THE NORMAN.

WELL, mysterious knight,

it appears I must proclaim you champion

of the Ashby tournament.

But, before I do so, I insist that you

reveal your identity. Remove your

helmet, sir. My lord, must I? To claim

this crown, indeed you must.

In fact, it is my command.

Which is a miracle.

Yes, my lord. It is Ivanhoe. I am the

mysterious knight.

[cheering]

Ivanhoe is home. IVANHOE, MY SON. HERE.

HERE, IVANHOE.

[cheering]

SIR,

OUR MYSTERIOUS challenger is the

wondrous Ivanhoe.

Here, take this crown.

Your enjoyment of it will be brief.

[cheering]

[screaming]

I accept the crown in the name of

Richard and all men of brave heart who

proudly call themselves Englishmen.

How disgraceful.

How humiliating.

You're a stupid, great, bungling oaf.

But, my lord, I would

Don't me, lord me, you incompetent,

dull-witted

Oh, PULL AWAY.

IT'S IT'S TRUE. NO. YES, SIR. Everyone

in Ashby is talking about it.

The English crusaders are returning.

That's why Ivanhoe is here.

Yes, yes, all right.

But, what about my brother?

They say that King Richard is on his way

home. He may even be in England now.

They say he's disguised as an ordinary

knight. Hmm. In that case, I'm going

back to France. I'll sell my estate of

Torquilstone and leave immediately. You

can't sell Torquilstone.

Huh?

Why not? Because it's not yours. It is

rumored that Richard has given IT TO

IVANHOE.

WHAT? BUT, my lord, you gave it to me.

What? Wait. Calm down. There is a way

out of all this.

Now, listen.

Is it serious?

Yes, quite serious.

I'll have to return to York to fetch

herbs and medicines.

All the skills of healing I've learned

from my mother, secrets of all my

ancestors,

will be needed to help Ivanhoe. And

meanwhile?

You can't leave him here in this tent.

He must be cared for properly in a warm

room. We'll take him to Rotherwood. No,

but that's too far. He's very weak.

Torquilstone castle, then. It's only

half the distance.

No, Front-de-Boeuf owns Torquilstone.

He'd never let us in.

Father,

we can go to Torquilstone.

The castle's mine.

What?

By Cedrick Bay.

Ivanhoe, lie down, please.

Deeds?

Plan of the castle?

Deeds?

For services to the king, outstanding

bravery. Right. That's proof of

ownership.

Rowena, take a couple of servants and go

to Torquilstone with Ivanhoe.

There may be trouble, so I'll fetch some

men and meet you at the castle.

The merchant's daughter, Rebecca, is

going home to York for more medicines.

She'll never get there.

Reginald, capture the girl

and tell old Isaac that unless he

lends me 10,000 crowns, he will never

see his daughter alive again. Where

shall I keep her?

At Temple Stowe.

No one will think of looking for her in

the sacred headquarters of such

enthusiastic crusaders.

And Ivanhoe? What do I do about him and

Lady Rowena?

Nothing. Hmm. Just wait at Torquilstone.

Let them walk into the castle. Close the

gates behind them

and they will disappear from the face of

the earth. And Torquilstone is mine

again.

Exactly.

Now,

how many soldiers can I hire for 10,000

crowns?

Congratulations, sir. And I too have

just frightened away my dinner.

Your dinner?

But, it's against the king's law to

shoot his deer. Good King Richard is in

Palestine, sir. And that's a long way

from Sherwood Forest. He'd never find

out. Oh, wouldn't he? No. And besides,

he wouldn't mind. He's not a bad fellow,

really. And he can't help being a

Norman. I'm sure he'd be delighted to

hear that.

But, I always thought that you monks

spent your time in reading and study.

Oh, I do, sir. I DO. I NEVER STOPPED

READING. It's almost ruined my eyes.

Then, my guess is you couldn't hit a

deer at 100 yards

or even a barn door at 5 yards. Well,

how about that willow stick at 200

yards?

But, chill out for entertainment, sir.

Now, kindly hand over all your money

and your armor. We might as well take

that, too. I guess it's worth a few

shillings.

Applause. Yes. All around you.

All right.

I agree.

You can keep it

if you can take it.

[laughter]

My choice of weapons.

[music]

[laughter]

Well done, Sir Black Knight. Prior Tuck

has been getting a little cheeky lately.

You've earned your freedom, and if ever

you need help in these woods,

use this.

Robin Hood and his men will be there.

What's going on? Where am I?

Lie down. We'll have you safe in a few

minutes.

Open the gates for Ivanhoe, the new

master of Torquilstone castle.

I don't like the looks of this, my lady.

Do you think we could wait for the

master? No, Gurth. Let's go inside. Sir

Cedric will be here any minute now.

Guards, open the gates. Oh, not to you,

I won't. I am the master of Torquilstone

now.

This castle is the property of Ivanhoe.

It's given to my son by King Richard. I

HAVE THE DEED. HERE. YOU MAY have the

deed, but I HAVE THE CASTLE. MY SON AND

THE LADY Rowena are inside. Release

them.

You must be mistaken, my dear fellow.

I suggest you look somewhere else.

NOW, GO BEFORE I SHOOT you down for

disturbing the king's peace.

[screaming]

Are you sure they'll travel this way?

Yes, sir.

If this merchant is in a hurry, he'll

come down here and turn at the

crossroads. It's the quickest way to

York.

Sir.

Right.

Rebecca, he'll be all right, won't he? I

think so, father, especially with the

extra medicine. He's very strong.

What's that?

I don't know.

Help the horses.

Help. Help.

Help me.

HELP HIM.

[screaming]

RIGHT.

[screaming]

ISAAC, Prince John would like to borrow

10,000 crowns from you.

In return, he agrees to

to protect your charming daughter here.

No.

No. If the money is not left at Temple

Stowe within 7 days,

even Prince John's protection may not be

enough to save your neck.

Rebecca,

no.

Don't take her away.

What happened?

Rebecca.

My daughter, Rebecca.

Temple Stowe.

10,000.

Can you hear me?

She had medicine.

Rebecca had medicine for Ivanhoe.

Ivanhoe?

Young Ivanhoe?

Now, where was he going?

Ah, yes. Back to his father at

Rotherwood.

York.

Must get to York.

Yes, but first, we are going to

Rotherwood.

[music]

This man ambushed and his daughter

taken.

And you, sir, your son and Lady Rowena

imprisoned. Yes.

Violence on all sides.

How long has this been going on? Don't

you know? I've only just returned from

the Crusades. Ever since Prince John has

ruled England, no one is safe.

Common thieves have become barons.

Honest men are turned into outlaws. And

you are sure that Ivanhoe is in

Torquilstone Castle? You can't attack

unless quite certain. I think so.

He must be.

But we'd never get inside to find out.

The plans, master. The castle plans and

the keys.

You're right, Wamba. The plans. Bring

them quickly.

No. Don't move. I'm all right, Rowena.

My wound is not as bad as you think.

Good.

Help me up.

Take it easy, Sir Ivanhoe. You're not

going anywhere.

Front-de-Boeuf,

OPEN THIS DOOR.

[screaming]

YOU ARE

I told you to take it easy.

Make yourselves comfortable. You will be

here for a long time.

My lord, the merchant's daughter,

Rebecca, is safely hidden away at Temple

Stowe. She should be honored.

No woman in history has ever stepped

inside that place. She didn't step

inside very willingly.

[laughter]

I hope you're guarding her carefully.

The master of Temple Stowe is quite mad,

you know.

If he finds a woman inside his precious

castle, he'll burn her as a witch. And a

burned witch

isn't worth 10,000 crowns to anyone. He

won't find her, my lord. I put her in

the ruined west tower. No one's been

there for years. And Ivanhoe? He and

Rowena are safely installed at

Torquilstone. They fell right into

Front-de-Boeuf's trap. You won't see

them again.

Look at those walls. William the

Conqueror built Torquilstone.

He knew his business.

Watch this.

Looks

It is.

It's a secret passage running right

through the castle. Look, another one

running under the wall and ending in the

forest in that old well there. But it's

so small.

Only a child could get through. A child?

Oh, Wamba.

You This is the Lady Ulrica.

Ask her what it's like to be a guest at

Torquilstone.

She's been here for more than 50 years.

Oh.

Poor thing. Lady Ulrica.

My father told me about her.

She just disappeared. We thought she was

dead.

Know what to do.

Yes, master. Follow the passage, make no

noise, find the dungeon, check them,

test the keys, find Ivanhoe, and tell

him the plan.

You've got the keys? Yes. Right. Off you

go and good luck.

Everything secure, Captain. Yes, sir.

I've doubled both the guard and the

lookout. No one can enter this castle or

leave it without your permission.

[screaming]

Nothing here, sir.

Same here. It's quite solid. Ivanhoe.

Listen. Ivanhoe.

Master Ivanhoe.

It's Wamba.

Take these keys. One should fit the

door.

Open it, then. No, no. You could never

escape now.

You'll have to wait another 2 days. But

why?

We're going to attack the rear of the

castle.

When you hear the trumpets, unlock the

door and go to the main gate at the

front of the castle. Wamba, is Rebecca

safe?

She and her father were ambushed in

Sherwood Forest. Rebecca was taken away.

We don't know where. Oh. I must go now.

Remember,

2 days.

[music]

The men are in position.

Good.

Do they know what to do? Yes.

Create a diversion.

Bring the defenders over to this side of

the castle.

Don't worry. They're all trained

soldiers.

I know.

I just wish I had more of them. I might

be able to help you.

That's brought them out.

Sergeants,

get men up here. Guards! Guards!

The Black Knight

and the Saxon, too. Must be important

work.

[music]

[music]

Well, they are more stupid than I

thought.

[laughter]

Attacking the strongest highest walls.

STAND BY!

OVER!

MAN THE WALLS!

TO THE WALLS!

[screaming]

[cheering]

GUARDS!

GUARDS!

ALL CLEAR.

REBECCA, COME.

ROWENA, GOOD. QUICK. We'll come back for

her later.

[laughter]

[laughter and screaming]

REBECCA, NO! NO!

[laughter]

[screaming]

[laughter]

FIRE!

FIRE!

YOU STAY HERE.

GUARDS!

GUARDS, LEAVE THE GATES. GO inside and

get that fire out. Move!

Gurth and I will try to raise the gate.

You stay here and warn us if anyone

comes back.

[screaming]

No! Rebecca, no! You You don't know what

you're doing.

Over!

The gates! Guards, the gates!

Now,

miss,

uh yes, sir. Okay.

What

are you laughing at me? Uh yes, sir. I I

I

No, sir.

That last arrow was

No wonder I can't hit anything.

My lord, Lockesley Stones been captured.

What?

But that's impossible. I was afraid it's

true, sir. It was that Saxon and the

forest outlaws and the Black Knight

and Wamba's missing. It doesn't matter

about him. He's a fool anyway.

Do they know about that merchant's

daughter at Temple Stowe?

Or the ransom money? No, sir.

Unless old Isaac told them. I need that

money.

Are you sure the girl won't be found?

Positive, my lord. Good.

We'll meet this Isaac in Temple Stowe

tomorrow.

[music]

I

Did you hear something?

From up there in the Devil's Tower.

Come on.

In here.

I don't know what to do. I don't even

know if she is at Temple Stowe. If you

give Prince John the money,

you still have no guarantee that you

will see Rebecca again. Gurth!

Yes, sir. Bring up my armor.

Ivanhoe, you can't. You're still not

well enough.

No, my lady. Please, let him at least

try.

And you were still in sit that you were

not trespassing in Temple Stowe. Yes.

I

I was imprisoned forcibly. Who

imprisoned you? I I don't know. That

tower where you were hiding, IT'S

CURSED.

DID YOU KNOW THAT?

NO, BUT I wasn't hiding. THE DEVIL

DESTROYED IT WITH A twister and

lightning.

[music]

You were found in the Devil's Tower.

Consequently, YOU MUST BE A SERVANT OF

THE DEVIL.

NO! NO! NO!

You

fool.

They found her.

You said I thought

Quiet!

It is therefore obvious that YOU ARE A

WITCH.

[laughter]

FORGET ABOUT THE MONEY.

Just help this madman get rid of her

quickly. DON'T DENY IT. We'll find

proof, you know.

GREAT MASTER, I HAVE PROOF OF HER

INNOCENCE. NO,

OF HER GUILT. WITH MY OWN EYES, I saw

her turn into a bat and fly into the

Devil's Tower. I ACCUSE HER OF

WITCHCRAFT. NO! He's lying. He's the one

who left me there. Silence!

Your guilt is proven.

You are a witch

and as a witch, YOU SHALL DIE!

WAIT!

BY ENGLISH LAW, THIS LADY is entitled to

a champion to fight for her against her

accuser.

I am that champion.

I will hold again.

I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE with pleasure.

What's this?

A surprise for you, my lord. Uh uh

Not a word.

This master of Temple Stowe is

determined to have his burning, no

matter who wins the contest. I'll put my

men right around the hall. Let's see him

try anything.

The lady, REBECCA,

[screaming]

GOES FREE.

AND NOW, SIR KNIGHT, IF she does not go

free, and neither DO YOU.

AND GUARDS,

I SHOULDN'T DO ANYTHING HASTY. And pray

tell, who are you to come barging in

here like this? I am master of Temple

Stowe.

NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO. Then listen

to this, master of Temple Stowe.

I have seen that fellow over there split

a willow stick in half at 200 yd. They

tell me that his friends are even

better.

That wasn't very clever of you,

stranger, disturbing the king's peace

and obstructing the course of justice.

Justice? No, Ivanhoe. Let him finish. My

own men surround Temple Stowe.

I am placing you all under arrest.

You'll all hang for this.

I don't think so.

Brother.

Richard.

My lord.

I also promise that I will put an end to

all the wrongs that have plagued this

country for so long. My lord.

Ah,

my noble outlaws of the greenwood,

let us hope that honest men like you can

sleep at home from now on.

You're free. Pardoned.

Your majesty.

Oh, Friar,

you will leave me one or two of my

stags, won't you?

I love my hunting almost as much as you

do.

[laughter]

Good. Sir Ivanhoe,

my special thanks to you.

I shall always remember your courageous

deeds in the service of your king.

My lord.

Look after him, Rowena.

One day I may need a good man by my side

again.

A man like Ivanhoe.