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Dragon: In a land ofmyth
and a time of magic

the destiny of a great kingdom
rests on the shoulders of a young boy.

His name, Merlin.

Do you have my supplies ready?
We must leave the city without delay.

Everything you asked for,
it's all here.

I'm sorry.

Guard: Seize him. Stop them.

(Grunting)

(Boy screaming)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

Run! Run! Run!

Boy: Help.

Help me.

Please.

Please. You have to help me.

Help me.

Guard: Search in there.
Take the other side.

You, did you see a boy run in here?

They're searching for me.

Merlin: Why are they after you?

Boy: They're going to kill me.

Guards, in here.

Merlin: This way.

Run. Run!

Hey. There he is!

Alert the rest of the guards.

Guard: In there.

Quick, down there.

Have you forgotten how to knock Merlin?

The guards are after him.
I didn't know what to do.

(Knocking on door)

Guard: My lady?

(Knocking continues)

My lady?

In there.

Sorry to disturb you, my lady.

We're searching for a young druid boy.
We believe he came this way.

I haven't seen anyone.
It's just me and my maid.

Best keep the door locked
until we find him.

Of course. Thank you.

The druid was only in Camelot
to collect supplies.

He meant no harm.
Is it really necessary to execute him?

Absolutely necessary.
Those who use magic cannot be tolerated.

The druids are a peaceful people.

Given the chance,
they'd return magic to the kingdom.

They preach peace,
but conspire against me.

We cannot appear weak.

Showing mercy
can be a sign of strength.

Our enemies will not see it that way.

We have a responsibility
to protect this kingdom.

Executing the druid
will send out a clear message.

Find the boy.

Search every inch of the city.

(Breathing raggedly)

People of Camelot.

The man before you is guilty
of using enchantments and magic.

Under our law, the sentence
for this crime is death.

We are still searching
for his accomplice.

Anyone found harboring the boy
is guilty of conspiracy

and will be executed as a traitor.

Let this serve as a warning
to your people.

You have let your fear of magic
turn to hate.

I pity you.

I can't watch this.

Boy: No!

- Do you know much about the druids?
- Very little.

They're very secretive people.

Especially now
they're being hunted by uther.

Merlin, please tell me you haven't
got yourself mixed up in this.

Me? No. Mixed up in what?

For someone with such a big secret,
you are a terrible liar.

Well, I haven't done anything.

Merlin.

I heard the boy calling out.

He was nowhere to be seen,
but I could hear him.

Like he was inside my mind.

Yes, I have heard of this ability.

The druids look for children with
such gifts to serve as apprentices.

While they're searching for this boy,
you must be especially careful

otherwise it will be your head
on the chopping block.

- I'm always careful. You know me.
- Yes, Merlin,

unfortunately I do.

- How is he?
- He's sleeping.

He's very pale.

I worry he may have
lost a lot of blood.

- Has he said anything at all?
- Nothing.

He won't even tell me his name.

You know, for a moment there earlier,

I thought you were gonna hand us over
to the guards.

I'm glad you have
so much faith in me, Merlin.

No, no, sorry, um...

I meant, you're the king's ward.

You're taking a huge risk
helping the boy.

I wouldn't see
an innocent child executed.

What harm has he ever done anyone?

Uther believes he has magic,
that makes him guilty.

Uther's wrong.

You believe that?

What if magic
isn't something you choose?

What if it chooses you?

- Why are you looking at me like that?
- Nothing.

Why are you helping him?

(Exhales)

It was a spur of the moment decision.

What do you think we should do with him?
He can't stay here.

We have to find a way
to get him back to his people.

You seem troubled, morgana.

- Is something wrong?
- No, my lord.

I am sorry I am not better company.

I'm really concerned
for your welfare, that's all.

Thank you, my lord. All is well.

(Door opens)

Uther: What news of the hunt
for the druid boy?

We have conducted an extensive search.

The boy is nowhere to be found.

You mean you failed to find him?

Perhaps he's already left the city.

You're telling me that a wounded boy

is able to evade the guards
and escape the city?

Nonsense, someone's hiding him.
I want him found.

He's just a boy. What harm can he do?

He is a druid,
and that makes him dangerous.

The druids would see
your father's kingdom destroyed.

I had no idea you were such an authority
on druids.

Morgana is right.

- Double your efforts.
- Yes, father.

Keep searching until you find him.

He's burning up.
How long has he been like this?

Since early this morning.

I think his wound may be infected.

We need Gaius before it gets any worse.

We can't involve Gaius.
It's too dangerous.

Besides, if he finds out about this,
he'll execute me himself.

We need to get him out of Camelot,
and we can't do that while he's sick.

We need a physician.

I'll treat him.

Merlin, do you know how to
treat an infected wound?

Not exactly, but I'm a fast learner.

(Footsteps approaching)

(Knocking on door)

Arthur.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

Don't get all excited.
It's not a social call.

I'm looking for the druid boy.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to
search your chambers.

Morgana: You're not
searching my chambers.

Don't take it personally.
I have to search the entire castle.

It will only take a few minutes.

Morgana: I'm not having you
mess up my things.

Arthur: I'm not interested
in your things,

I'm just looking for any evidence that
the druid boy's in the castle.

Morgana: Perhaps the druid boy's
hiding in your chambers.

They're usually such a mess,
you'd never know.

Arthur: It's hardly my fault,
I have such a lazy idiot for a servant.

(Chanting)

Morgana: If you can't even
find your own servant

what hope do you have
of finding the boy?

(Chanting)

Arthur: Really. I'm touched by
your confidence in my abilities.

And as much as
I'd love to stay and talk,

the sooner we get this started,
the sooner we'll be finished.

(Chanting)

Morgana: Well,
I'll save you the trouble.

Arthur: Trust me,
if I could find him I would.

The druid boy's hiding
behind the screen.

I'm sure your father would love to know

how you've wasted your time
by rifling through my things.

Go on.

So you can have the satisfaction
of making me look a fool?

In my experience you don't need any help
looking like a fool.

What are you waiting for? Take a look.

Why don't you go back
to brushing your hair,

or whatever it is you do all day.

Bye, Arthur. Good luck with the search.

Bites, bruises, burns, wounds...

Infections...

Ah, there you are.
I need you to pick some Heather for me.

Can I do it later?
I was just going out.

Who's had this book out?

It was me. I was doing some reading.

Oh, I'd given up hoping you might take
more of an interest in my work.

No. It's fascinating.

Merlin, you are riddle
wrapped up in a mystery.

That's me. I was just getting
some cleaning supplies.

Arthur's been complaining
about the sight of his chambers.

I think Arthur's chambers can wait.

We're not missing the chance
to begin your education.

- Really. I should go.
- Sit.

We'll start with some basic anatomy.

- What took you so long?
- Sorry.

Once Gaius gets talking about anatomy,
there's no stopping him.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing?

I'm doing my best.

I'll get you some more water.

Boy: Thank you, emrys.

Emrys? Why do you call me that?

Among my people, that is your name.

You know who I am? How?

Speak to me.

I don't know if he can't speak,
or he's just too scared to.

Hello?

(Roaring)

(Gasps)

Do you have to do that?
You scared the life out of me.

The young warlock.

No doubt, you're here
about the druid boy.

- How did you know?
- Like you, I hear him speak.

Why does he call me emrys?

Because that is your name.

I'm pretty sure my name's Merlin,
always has been.

- You have many names.
- Do I?

How does the boy know who I am?

I've never even met any druids.

There is much written about you
that you have yet to read.

You should not protect this boy.

Why? He has magic. He's just like me.

You and the boy are
as different as day and night.

- What do you mean?
- Heed my words, Merlin.

Why should I not protect him?

(Panting)

Let me care for him for a while.
You need to sleep.

You'll make yourself sick
if you go on like this.

His fever's getting worse.

Boy: Morgana.

- Did you hear that?
- What?

He said my name.

Gwen: Did he?
I didn't hear anything.

(Knocking on door)

It's Merlin.

- How is he?
- He's getting weaker.

What you did yesterday hasn't worked.

We have to ask Gaius for his help.

After all you've done,
you can't give up now.

Please. If he doesn't
receive treatment, he'll die.

Okay.

The search for this druid boy
is becoming a real nuisance.

With all the extra security
around the castle,

it's taking me twice as long
to do my round.

Is that everything?

Morgana is hiding
the druid boy in her chambers.

When you say that morgana
is hiding the druid boy,

I take it that means
that you're helping her?

Sort of.

Merlin, you promised me that
you wouldn't get involved.

I know. I'm sorry. I had no choice.

Every guard in Camelot
is searching for this boy,

and you harboring him
under their very noses.

Can't you see how dangerous that is?
What were you thinking of?

Was I supposed to hand him over
to the guards to be executed?

You think you can save this boy?

What happens if you're caught?
Who's going to save you?

You're saying it's wrong
to harbor a young magician?

The difference is, Merlin,
that your magic is still secret,

though it's a wonder how,
considering how careless you are.

The boy's hurt. He's really sick.

I've tried to treat him.

We need your help.

So now you want me to risk my neck too?

I wish the boy no harm,
but it's too dangerous.

If you don't, we may as well
hand him over to the guards,

because he'll die anyway.

You didn't turn your back on me.

Please don't turn your back on him.

(Exhaling)

Gaius: I will treat the boy,

but as soon as he is well,
you must get him out of Camelot.

And woe betide
anyone caught helping him.

Well, one thing we know for certain.

What's that?

You're no physician.

Halt there.

The guards are searching
everyone leaving the town.

There is another way out.
There's a secret door in the armory.

It leads to the lower town.
I'll take the boy out that way.

No. It's too dangerous. I'll do it.

I'm good with secret doors
and things...

If you get caught,
uther will execute you.

The boy's my responsibility.
I'll smuggle him out of the castle.

Well, you'll need a key for the door.

- Who has it?
- Arthur.

(Chanting)

(Clinking)

Is there any bread?

- What was that?
- What?

- There was a sound.
- Was there?

(Keys clinking)

What is that?

- Can't you hear it?
- I can't hear anything.

Are you deaf?
It's like a jangling sound.

(Keys clinking)

- There!
- What?

I thought I saw something.

- What was that?
- What was what?

A different sound, like a splash.

Bread?

Morgana: It will have to do.

I feel I have put you in danger

without ever stopping to ask
how you feel about it.

I'm sorry.

I know how it feels to face
the threat of execution

and I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

(Knocking on door)

It's Merlin.

We're going to get you out of Camelot.

I won't let anything bad happen to you.
I promise.

Are you ready?

- Did you get the keys?
- Yeah.

The door is behind the shield
at the far end of the armory.

I'll pack you some food
and water for the journey.

Be careful.

(Guards running)

I hope they're okay.

Morgana really cares about the boy.

I've never seen her this way
with anyone.

I'm sure she just wants to protect him.

Hmm.

A servant saw someone entering.
They had a boy with them.

Sound the warning bell.

(Bells tolling)

They're coming.

There's enough food for three days.

Your horse is fed and watered.
I'll take you to it.

There's no point in all of us
risking our lives.

- What about you?
- I'm the king's ward.

- I'll take my chances.
- Morgana...

I couldn't live with myself if anything
happened to either of you.

We must go.

Boy: Good bye, emrys.

(Horse neighing)

(Panting)

Guard: Fan out.

(Thudding)

(Thudding)

Halt, or I'll run you through.

Show yourself.

Let him go. I beg you.
He's just a child.

Restrain them.

Uther: All this time, you've been
hiding the boy in my own palace.

How could you betray me like this?

I would not see him executed.

I treated you like a daughter.

Is this how you repay me?

I did what I thought was right.

You think it is right to conspire
with my enemies against me?

How can this child be your enemy?
He's just a boy.

He is a druid.

- Is that such a crime?
- His kind would see me dead

and this kingdom returned to anarchy
and you would help them.

Then punish me, but spare the boy.

I beg you.

Make arrangements for the boy
to be executed tomorrow morning.

No! Please. He has done nothing.

Let this be a lesson to you.

- You don't have to do this.
- Do you hear me?

- I want him executed at dawn.
- Yes, father.

What have these people done to you?
Why are you so full of hate?

Enough! I will not hear another word!

Do not speak to me until you are ready
to apologize for what you've done.

I promised him that I wouldn't let
anything bad happen to him.

You can't blame yourself.
You tried your best.

It's not enough.

He's in jail now.
There's nothing more we can do.

I will not let him die.

Can I count on your help?

Thank you.

Perhaps imprisonment is
a more suitable punishment for the boy.

I mean he's so young.

You would allow him
to grow more powerful,

more dangerous
until he strikes against us?

We don't know he is going to
strike against us.

He's yet to do anything.

It is enough that his people
conspire to overthrow me.

This is harsh but necessary.
I take no pleasure in killing the boy.

Then spare him for morgana's sake.

She's clearly grown attached to the boy

and if you execute him
I fear she'll never forgive you.

I do not seek her forgiveness!

She has betrayed me.

And yet you are sparing her?

She has the promise I made to her father
to thank for that.

The boy enjoys no such privilege.

He will be executed at dawn.
Is that clear?

Make yourself at home.

You can't let your father
execute the boy.

You're lucky he's not executing you.

Are you telling me he really was
behind the screen

when I came to search your chambers?

I know you believe
your father's wrong to execute him.

What I believe doesn't matter.

My father's made up his mind.

He won't be talked out of it.

Itned.

Then the time for talking is over.

Whatever you're thinking
is not going to happen.

We have to get the boy
back to his people.

No. Forget it.

I can't believe you'd
let an innocent child die.

It's too late.

He's been caught.

I have no choice.

And is this how you will rule
when you are king?

You're not like your father.

I will not betray him.

If I know you at all,

you won't stand by and let this happen.

Please.

If you won't do this for the boy,

then do it for me.

Sorry. Was I interrupting something?

It's nothing you need
concern yourself with.

Go make yourself useful.
Muck out my horses.

I trust Merlin.

We're going to break the druid boy
out of the dungeons.

- You can't do that.
- We have to.

- Uther's gonna execute him at dawn.
- I mean...

It's too dangerous.
You've already been caught once.

And if the king catches you
a second time he'll never forgive you.

- I'm not worried for myself.
- Merlin's right.

When my father finds out
the boy's escaped,

he will suspect you being involved.

It's suicide.

You must go to my father and apologize.
Dine with him.

He cannot hold you responsible
if you're with him when the boy escapes.

You need me if the plan is to work.
You can't do this on your own.

- Merlin will take your place.
- Me?

I'm going to take the boy out
through the burial vaults.

There's a tunnel that leads
beyond the city walls.

Get my horse from my stables
and meet me there.

There's a grate that covers
the entrance to the tunnel.

Bring a rope and a grappling hook
to pull it off.

- No, ican't...
- Merlin. Do you understand?

If you're not there to meet us,
we'll surely be caught.

I need to know why you told me
not to protect the boy.

You seek my counsel,
and yet you choose to ignore it.

- Just tell me why.
- If the boy lives,

you cannot fulfill your destiny.

What's he got to do with my destiny?

You said it's my destiny
to protect Arthur?

Then you have the answer you seek.

You're telling me

that little boy is going to kill Arthur?

It seems that is up to you.

You can't know that for certain.

You have it in your power
to prevent a great evil.

There must be another way.
The future isn't set in stone.

You must let the boy die.

I presume it is the plight
of the druid boy

that's causing your forehead
to wrinkle like a lizard's elbow.

Would you let something terrible happen

if it meant you'd stop something
even worse happening in the future?

I suppose it depends

what the "terrible"
and "even worse things" were.

One of them is bad,

really bad.

And the other, it's

unthinkable.

It sounds as if you've already
made your decision.

You can only do what
you believe to be right, Merlin.

I just hope it doesn't involve
you putting yourself in terrible danger.

For once, you don't have to worry.

I'm going to do nothing.

Thank you.

What is it?

What's wrong?

You're risking so much for this boy.

You don't know anything about him.
You don't even know his name.

There's a bond between us.

Stronger than the bond
you have with uther?

It's like nothing I've ever felt before.

Perhaps I was always meant to help him.

How can that be?

I don't know.

I can't explain it.

I must go to uther.

Good luck.

I have come to apologize, my lord.

You have been generous, kind and fair.

And I owe you everything.

I truly don't know what came over me.

I acted without thinking
of the consequence.

My behavior was unforgivable.

(Crying)

I am glad you have seen sense.

Dine with me.

Let's put this unfortunate incident
behind us.

(Coughing)

Don't be scared.

I have sent word to your people.
I'm taking you to them.

You must come with me.

This way.

It's the druid boy. He's escaped!

Arthur: Merlin.

Merlin.

Don't worry, he'll be here.

(Bells tolling)

Guard!

Find out why
they sounded the warning bell.

Yes, my lord.

(Grunting)

Damn it, Merlin!

(Door opening)

(Guards chattering)

Boy: Emrys?

Emrys?

Where are you, emrys?

Emrys?

Help us. Please!

They're coming...

(Guards talking indistinctly)

I'm scared, emrys. They will kill me.

Don't do this. Don't ignore me.

I know you can hear me.

I thought you were my friend.

We're the same. I don't want to die.

Emrys! Emrys!

Emrys!

Where the hell have you been?

I had trouble
getting out of the castle.

Arthur: Well, get this grate off.
They're coming.

If my father asks where I am,
I've gone on a hunting trip.

You'd better make yourself scarce,

or they'll execute you in his place.

Boy: Goodbye, emrys.

I know that someday we will meet again.

My lord. I regret to report that

the druid boy has escaped
from the dungeon.

What? How?

My lord, he was assisted
by some accomplices.

The guards are searching Camelot
as we speak.

Find him, and his accomplices,
and kill them.

Yes, my lord.

If I discover that you were somehow
involved in freeing this boy,

the consequences
will be extremely severe.

My lord, you know I respect you too much
to ever betray you like that.

I made a promise to your father
that I would protect you.

But if you cross me again,

I will break that promise
without a second thought.

We are forever indebted to you
Arthur pendragon

for returning the boy to us.

You must not let it be known
that it was I who brought him to you.

We will tell no one. You have my word.

Wait. I don't even know your name.

At least tell me your name.

It's all right.

My name is mordred.

Good luck, mordred.

Gaius: Tristan's tomb is empty.

Uther: Dead men do not return.

Single combat. To the death.

Gaius: I believe he's been
conjured from the dead.

This will be your death.

Merlin: I need to find a weapon
that will kill the dead.

(Roaring)