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I tell you Robert, he's in league with the devil.

How else could outlaws defeat armed soldiers?

I don't know, Hugo.

But he certainly made a fool of Gisburne! This man is dangerous.

Calls himself Robin in the Hood. Says he's Herne's son - whatever that means.

I'll show you.

What d'you make of that?

Well, it's a silver arrow.

No, brother.

It's the silver arrow.

Herne's arrow.

You really should read more Hugo.

This was described by Gildas The Monk, over five hundred years ago.

But it's even older than that.

Much older.

So how did you come by it? D'you remember that pathetic Saxon rebellion?

Ailric of Loxley was the guardian. What are you talking about?

The Guardian of the Arrow.

It's a cult object, Hugo. Like a sceptre - or a cross.

It's a symbol.

An English thing.

Magic.

You won't be able to read that. I - doubt if anyone can,

except possibly Baron de Belleme.

And

If he really is Herne's son Robin in the Hood.

Where was Gisburne taking you?

To Kirklees Abbey.

Why?

I'm to be a nun.

A nun!

What's so dreadful about that?

Well, you don't look like a nun.

Not yet.

But I shall.

Stay here with me.

In Sherwood?

And be your May Queen?

Ah, but what would I be when winter comes?

I'd build a fire at the cave's mouth.

Wrap you in sheepskin

And hold you close.

Take me to Kirklees.

The plough is driven forth

And the first furrow made.

Drink!

What did you see?

Dreams.

No, Not dreams.

What binds the hunter to the hunted?

I'll ask you again. Go now!

What must I do?

Act without thinking.

Tom? Nottingham's still buzzing with it.

Gisburne, is a laughing stock.

and the Sheriff's calling for more men to hunt us.

They won't come into the forest after dark. That. I'm sure.

He's holding a contest to recruit archers.

Prizes of money. The first prize is a silver arrow.

The arrow!

What binds the hunter to the hunted?

I'm going... I wouldn't bother.

There's a rumour that Flambart'll be there, Walter Flambart? Who's he?

Archer to the King. He's champion of all England.

I'd forget about it, if I was you. I can't.

But it might be a trap Robin. Why risk your life for an arrow?

Because I must.

Welcome, Hugo.

Are you sure this'll tempt him? The secret symbol of England.

Oh, yes. We'll catch this Robin Hood.

And Flambart, our Frenchman will outshoot him in front of this native rabble.

In a way that's even more important. And you'll keep the arrow?

Of course. I'm the real power.

Welcome Baron.

Walter Flambart shoots for me.

Two hundred marks He will win!

Hedger of Castleton, Master Clerk.

You're too old, Hedger.

Too old, am I?

My arrows will fly true, You'll see! You'll see!

Drivelling idiot. Next.

Have you seen him yet Gisburne? Not yet, my Lord Abbot.

My lord, Sheriff!

It'll rain tonight, I reckon.

Off you go, lads. Too much beer and not enough archery practice, that's your trouble,

Ah. Pure chance. The old fool didn't even aim.

Now watch Flambart!

You'll never beat Flambart.

And there's the Baron's man yet.

You've got no chance against those two,

I have to try.

The final six, my lord Sheriff.

Nasier from Castle de Belleme.

Walter Flambart,

Adam the Carter.

John Barley.

Hedger of Castleton.

And William the Smith.

You shot well, my friends.

Now let's see, who'll win the arrow.

You shall, my lord. You shall.

Well Gisburne?

No my lord.

I didn't think he was among 'em.

So he wasn't tempted after all was he, Robert

John Barley.

Seven.

Adam the Carter.

Three.

William the Smith.

Five.

You next old man.

Hedger of Castleton.

In the center.

That's a fine shot.

Why thank'ee, Master Flambart.

Walter Flambart.

In the center.

Well, Baron?

Nasier from Castle de Belleme.

In the center.

Let all three of us shoot on the same target

and set it back another fifty paces.

Agreed.

Eh, Master Nasier?

Don't say much, do'ee?

Guards.

Those three, bring them.

You shall shoot first, old man.

Why thank'ee, Master Flambart No, no, I'll take my turn.

There you are my lord Baron!

I win the wager.

The arrow is mine.

He has beaten both of us, Hedger.

I've yet to shoot, Master Flambart.

He made it! He won, he won!

He split the arrow!

Impossible! Not for Herne's son.

Hedger's beard may be white, but bis hands are those of a young man.

Much,

Come on!

Tom,

Quickly!

Your skill is remarkable, old man.

Why thank'ee my lord.

It is also remarkable that we haven't heard of you before.

Well,

Take your prize.

Gisburne. Move, and he dies!

Don't just stand there. Shoot!

Guards! After them.

Faster, Much! Jump

Jump!

Get up!

Now listen.

Somehow we must entice this Robin Hood and his men out of the forest.

We'll take an army to Sherwood.

Leave us. No Hugo. We're not going into Sherwood.

Not even with a thousand men. They'd pick us off from the trees my lord Abbot.

Their arrows pierce armour. Then what's the answer?

The Baron Simon de Belleme.

Not long ago I came to you, my lords.

I asked to marry your ward.

My Lord Baron - she chose

I warned you then against Herne' s son. Now he has the arrow.

If he isn't stopped he'll have an army.

He cannot be beaten by force of arms not in the forest.

But I shall vanquish him.

Fire must be fought with fire.

But not with hellfire. You do see the problem my lord.

You can hardly expect the Church to ally itself with

Er - the opposition so to speak. Absolutely. That is blasphemy.

I know he will come to me,

and I know he will come alone.

His men will disobey him and follow him out of the forest.

How can you be so sure of such a thing?

Azael has told me.

Has he indeed.

And what will fetch him from the forest my lord Baron?

What magic will bring him out?

His love for the girl.

Give her to me

And he will come.

No I cannot agree to this.

I do not want her lands.

I want the girl.

It seems a small price to pay. But she's in Kirklees Abbey!

I cannot sanction this. You've nothing to lose Hugo.

One head strong Saxon virgin to put an end to a dangerous rebel.

It seems like a bargain to me.

Besides who's going to know?

- You cannot do this, my lord Abbot! - Be silent!

- My lord Abbot, this is the most wicked evil that I - One word more, Brother Tuck, just one,

and I'll have the fat flayed from your body.

When do you propose to take her?

Tomorrow is the first of May. The Feast of Beltane.

You're well informed for a sceptic.

Superstition's a hobby horse of mine.

Superstition.

You're a fool, de Rainault,

Well Hugo?

If I keep the land...

Then let us hear your plans.

I have come to hear the Lady Marion's confession.

I should have stayed in Sherwood. With an outlaw!

With Robin Hood.

And I'll be his bride.

If he wants me.

No...

No, the powers of evil have joined forces against you.

The arrow is your protection.

In nomine Patris et Filis, et Spiritus Sancti.

No!

Are you the one

They call Robin Hood?

Marion...

He's... He's taken her

The Baron...

He's taken her...

I'm going alone.

But he's a sorcerer.

That's why.

It's me he wants.

He could kill you, or make you his slave like he did me.

No.

We'll raid the castle then. And be slaughtered.

Will 's right!

We can't fight in the open.

We have to stay in Sherwood. I'm coming with you!

No. You're not.

Herne prepared me for this.

It was meant.

From the beginning.

You're a fool. You're throwing your life away for a girl.

This isn't an ordinary fight.

It's not arrows and swords.

This is a fight between the powers of light and darkness.

And if I should fail,

one of you will take my place.

And Herne will choose him.

If he's not back by dawn I'm going after him.

You with me?

Why d'you close yourself up in Kirklees?

There you'll learn nothing.

Here

you'll learn everything.

The final mystery.

You savage!

Is murder the only thing that could excite you?

How many deaths? How many to satisfy your devil?

You're terrified of him aren't you Simon?

You're not his servant!

You're his victim!

Prepare her for my Lord Azael.

He's arrived, my lord! And he's alone.

Excellent.

Whatever happens, it's the end of Robin Hood

Simon de Belleme!

He has come for you.

I invoke thee,

Azael,

By Hermes

the thrice - great!

by the shield

of Solomon

and by the power of

the Lords

of Darkness

Break your bow!

Throw away your arrows!

They have no power over the servant of the Lord Azael.

Why isn't it?

Where is your strength?

Herne chose well.

Is your aim true?

Fire...

...will consume you.

He's coming...

Come down to your death!

No!

Keep away, Robin! Keep away!

No!

No...

Azael...

Receive...

...thy sacrifice!

Tom!

No!

I told you to stay in Sherwood.

You ungrateful bastard!

Soldiers!

Faster!

Back up! These are Gisbourne's people

Retreat!

I'll have Gisburne excommunicated! Have him hanged, it's quicker.

Robin!

Much!

Marion, get back! Much, get her to safe place!

Come here, Gisburne!

Tom's dead.

And Dickon...

They were going to Lincoln...

Remember?

Nothing's forgotten, Will

Half of us gone.

John?

It's over.

No...

No it's not over.

What d'you want?

D'you want us all dead?

John? Much? Marion? D'you want Marion dead?

For what?

For this.

Listen to me...

Our friends who were killed...

They'll never starve, or be tortured...

...or chained in the dark.

They're here with us, in Sherwood...

And they always will be...

Because they're free!