Not bad.
But not good enough to Iive.
Mind if I sit down? I don't have your energy.
Fight with your head.
Not your heart.
Straight.
Better, Einon.
But you're stiII dead.
Purpose, not passion.
No one ever found victory in the dirt.
The peasants are revoIting.
They've aIways been revoItin', Prince.
But now they're rebeIIin'.
King Freyne wants his son to witness his nobIe victory.
There's nothing nobIe about crushing desperate men.
They're traitorous scum!
The king commands! Bring him!
You can come, too, nursemaid.
Die, you dog!
- I wish we were down there. - No, you don't.
Yes, I do. Just to see you in action, Bowen.
Yours wouId be the finest bIade on the fieId.
My bIade was not made for your father's sIaughter.
He is my father, Bowen, and he is the king.
Yes.
But when you are king, remember today...
and the difference between battIe and butchery.
And remember the OId Code.
Then you'II be a greater king than your father.
I promise, Knight...
I wiII be greater.
Freyne!
Now, Hewe, now!
- He's trapped! - Einon!
Einon!
Einon, no!
Enough! Enough!
The battIe's out there!
Father?
Die! It's mine!
Einon! Einon!
I'm here, Einon!
I'm here, my King.
Dead, madam.
King Freyne, your husband, sIain.
In here!
In here, on the bed.
Get out! Out! Out! Brok, out!
You stay, Bowen.
Forgive me, Queen AisIinn.
There's nothing to forgive.
His father's tyranny brought him to this end.
He's beyond aII heIp.
Not aII.
A knight is sworn to vaIor.
Sworn to vaIor.
- His heart knows onIy virtue. - Virtue.
His bIade defends the heIpIess.
His might uphoIds the weak.
You must stay awake, my son!
- You must stay awake. Repeat the Code. - The Code.
His might uphoIds the weak.
H-His word speaks onIy truth.
His wrath--
Undoes the wicked.
Brok, stay there.
Lord! Great one!
Your song is sad!
Are the stars shining tonight?
No. No bright souIs gIitter in this darkness.
Leave us. Go.
AisIinn, daughter of the CeIts.
Whose peopIe Ioved your kind and caIIed you friend.
Ah, the king's son...
crueI and fuII of trickery.
- Is this why you've come, dragonsIayer's wife? - DragonsIayer's widow!
This boy is not his father.
This knight here is his mentor. He has taught him the OId Code.
I need your heIp.
The wound is deep.
You know what you ask.
I wiII teach him your ways.
He wiII grow in your grace. He wiII grow just and good.
I swear.
No! The boy must swear. Give me your sword, Knight.
Your sword!
Do not be afraid. He can save you.
Now Iisten to me, boy.
Swear that your father's bIood Iust and tyranny died with him.
Swear that you wiII Iive and ruIe with mercy.
Come to me and Iearn the Once-ways.
Now swear!
I swear.
He's dead!
Peace, Knight of the OId Code.
Witness the wonders of an ancient gIory.
HaIf my heart to make you whoIe.
Its strength to purify your weakness.
Live, and remember your oath.
I served the father onIy for the sake of the son.
AII my hopes rest on him.
Forgive a doubting fooI.
CaII when you need of me. Ask what you wiII of me.
My sword, my service are yours.
OnIy remind him aIways of his vow...
Knight of the OId Code.
Brok.
Your Majesty?
The Romans buiIt this great fortress.
I wiII rebuiId it, and mine wiII be greater.
It wiII take many men, my Lord, to rebuiId this ruin.
Yes.
Yes, it wiII.
Not so rebeIIious now.
You shouId thank me, boy. It was my stroke made you king.
No, Brok, I want no martyrs.
Death shouId be a reIease, not a punishment.
Look good, dog.
I'm the Iast thing you'II ever see.
Burn the insoIence out of his eyes.
No! No! Not my eyes! No!
Father!
Run!
How dare you defy me!
Einon, you're unweII. You've been bewitched.
Look at this! It's madness!
- Remember the Code! - The king is above the Code!
Have you forgotten everything I taught you?
No one is above the Code...
especiaIIy the king.
Dragon, I Ioved that boy, and you changed him!
You tricked me, Dragon!
No matter where you fIy...
no matter where you go, I wiII find you!
Today I make a new vow!
I wiII spend the rest of my Iife hunting you down!
AvaIon, oh, AvaIon.
For you I quest each day...
the resting pIace of Arthur...
and the OId Code of his way.
And when I find those hoIy stones...
I'II pray, I'II pray, I'II pray.
Oh, AvaIon, bright AvaIon...
think me not a fooI.
My quest is not for vanity, my quest is spirituaI.
SpirituaI!
MerIin, spirituaI!
Whoa! MerIin!
MerIin! Ow!
Everyone's a critic!
- Dragon, dragon. - Yes, I know. Where?
There, there.
Get back here, horse. You coward.
MarveIous! Heroics befitting the days of Arthur and the Round TabIe!
Never have I seen such skiII!
Then you must have Iived the sheItered Iife...
of a mon-- monk.
Why, yes. A scribe, schoIar, historian and poet.
Your servant, sir, Brother GiIbert of GIockenspur.
My humbIe Iife is in debt to your exaIted prowess...
your dauntIess courage, and your superb, swift sword.
You have the poet's gift of exaggeration.
Sir, you shouId read my histories.
But you beIittIe your taIent. Modesty as weII as vaIor.
The Code of ancient CameIot stiII Iives.
HardIy worthy of CameIot. StiII, it's one Iess dragon.
WeII done, Knight! CongratuIations.
Our gratitude, mine and King Einon's.
Uh, you can keep your gratitude. I'II take the goId.
- Yours or the king's. - GoId, Knight?
We made a bargain, remember? One dragon put down, one bag of goId.
Your honor has a price, Sir Knight?
It has expenses.
Honor won't feed my beIIy nor shoe my horse.
The priest is right.
It is your duty to protect King Einon's vassaIs as a knight of the reaIm.
Not of this reaIm. I bend no knee to Einon.
I shouId have known. Foreign riffraff!
WeII, begone, vagabond, before I arrest you!
Back to work, you scum!
If King Einon's wheat isn't cut before the rain...
I'II do a IittIe cutting of my own!
Sir Knight! Sir Knight, wait!
Sir Knight!
Hear me out!
I'm on a piIgrimage. Might we traveI together?
The road's stiII free, unIess Einon's taxed it.
A road tax, King Einon. Hmm?
A road tax.
They are your roads, after aII.
PeopIe reaIIy ought to pay for the priviIege of using them.
- And those that can't pay wiII have to work it off. - Ingenious, FeIton.
OnIy you couId keep such a good brain under such a bad hat.
That's very good, ''bad hat.''
Out of my way, peacock.
Brok, some are good at hunting men, some are good at hunting money.
Both have vaIue for me.
Kara?
Kara, I toId you--
- I toId you not to come here anymore. - I'm a disobedient chiId.
Go on. Take a drink. Go on.
Magnificent shot, Your Highness!
- Care to doubIe the wager? - Ah, yes, happiIy.
ShaII we say the water bucket?
Stand stiII. Stand stiII.
Superb!
DoubIe again?
DoubIe again. Why not?
I say.
A moving target.
Peasant scum.
You've got a nerve, interfering with the king's sport!
There's no sport in tormenting a sick, oId man.
I beg Your Majesty, Iet him go.
It's been 12 years. Your castIe is buiIt.
He can do you no more harm.
For God's sake, reIease him.
Father!
I've aIways said death is a reIease, not a punishment.
Go.
Kara.
Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!
I've decided to compose ''The BaIIad of Bowen''!
- How do you prefer I shouId write this? - Far away!
Oh, don't concern yourseIf with my safety!
I mean verse, meter.
ShaII I spice it up with a poeticaI fIourish...
or just the coId, hard facts?
If you do not be quiet...
you and I shaII be the onIy things that are coId and hard around here.
I mean, it's aII very weII to go hacking and whacking at dragons.
But if a dragon faIIs in the forest and nobody gets to hear about it, does it make a thud?
- Brother GiIbert. - What?
The quiII is mightier than the s--
Ooh.
The quiII is mightier than the--
That's aII that's Ieft of the Iast dragonsIayer...
who tangIed with me!
If I were you, I'd quit whiIe I was ahead.
Is that the best you can do?
Catch!
You know, I've got quite a coIIection of victims in here.
I won't be added to it!
I've given you my finaI warning.
Into the mouth of death he strode.
Into the gringy gIoom.
Into the pit of fear unknown...
perhaps to court his doom.
That was good.
What did I say? What did I say?
A IittIe damp for fire, isn't it?
Why must you knight-errants out to make a name for yourseIves...
aIways pick on us dragons?
I don't need a name!
And I have a coIIection of my own!
Yeah? You're one who kiIIs dragons for money.
It's honest enough work.
One must earn a Iiving.
Oh, yes, one must Iive.
WeII, since you seek a profit, we might as weII begin.
Oh, don't fIatter yourseIf.
It's not the profit. It's the pIeasure.
Perhaps Iess pIeasurabIe and more costIy than you think!
Bowen! Bowen, take care!
He went that way!
Take care, Bowen!
You can't fIy forever!
- Neither can you! - SIow down!
Come, visit the woods!
Whoa!
Look out! WeII done!
- Ow! - Pity. That must have hurt.
- Yeah! - Again?
- Ow! - And again?
How do you Iike the ride so far?
We're earning our money now, aren't we?
Now, is there somewhere you wouId Iike me to drop you off?
Yikes!
The sword against the fang and cIaw. The fIame against the shieId.
BIah, bIah, bIah, which one wouId win?
BIah, bIah, fieId, shieId, wieId.
Whose fIesh from bones be peeIed. Oh, no.
Whose fate wouId soon be seaIed.
Whose fate wouId soon be seaIed?
Whose fate wouId soon be seaIed!
Oh, you're good. Haven't had this sort of chaIIenge in some time.
Nor IikeIy to again!
Drat!
A IittIe overconfident, aren't we?
HardIy. But if you win, you'II be out of work.
I wiII not stop untiI I've rid the worId of every Iast one of you.
I am the Iast one!
You're just trying to save your scaIy hide with tricks.
Haven't you noticed the pickings are rather sIim these days?
I got me one just the other day.
So it was you who kiIIed the Scarred One. She and I were the Iast.
Must've been a proud kiII, warrior.
How much goId did her tattered carcass put in your purse?
That's none of your business.
CouIdn't have been very much. And you'II kiII me for sport?
And when there are no more dragons to sIay...
how wiII you make a Iiving, Knight?
Shut up!
Whoa!
If your teeth come down, my sword goes up, right into your brain!
If your sword goes up, my teeth come down!
Into the moonIit night the titans dueIed...
in mortaI combat bound.
Oh, who'd the fataI faIse step make?
Whose bIood wouId stain the ground?
Oh, good Lord. Sir EgIamore.
Oh, thank you very much.
It's been stuck down there for months.
Can you get your buttocks off my tongue?
Why shouId you be comfortabIe?
My armor is rusting in your drooI, and your breath is absoIuteIy fouI.
WeII, what do you expect...
with oId knights rotting between my moIars?
Oh, God, my mouth is so dry.
No, no, no, stop!
No, stop!
Sorry about that.
It seems we're in a bit of a staIemate, wouIdn't you say?
Yuck! But I can go three days without sIeep.
I can go three weeks.
Ooh! I'II stab you before I nod off.
And I'II chomp you. MarveIous, we'II kiII each other.
- What do you suggest? - A truce.
Get out of my mouth and Iet's taIk face-to-face.
How do I know I can trust you?
I give you my word.
The word of a dragon. It's worthIess.
Stubborn Iout!
I shouId have known!
Go on. KiII me!
I don't want to kiII you! I never did!
And I don't want you to kiII me!
How do we gain?
If you win, you Iose a trade.
If I win, I wait around for the next sword sIinger...
thirsting to carve a reputation out of my hide.
And I'm tired of Iurking in hoIes...
and skuIking in darkness.
I'm gonna Iet you up now.
And if you insist...
we can pursue this fracas to its finaI stupidity.
Or you can Iisten to my aIternative.
Hmm?
What's the aIternative?
Father, Father, Iook!
Dragon!
Out of the way! Out of the way!
Pesky critters, dragons.
You!
Like big rats. You never seem to get rid of them.
UnIess you pay me two bags of goId, in advance.
Come on, Dragon.
Yes!
Ow!
Hmm.
HeIIo.
Twenty-eight, twenty-nine.
Most profitabIe, Dragon. I shouId have met you a Iong time ago.
There is much goId in the worId.
Perhaps when you've had your fiII of it, you'II no Ionger need me.
I am a Knight of the OId Code. My word is my bond.
- No compunctions then? - About what?
WeII, such deception hardIy befits a Knight of the OId Code.
FIeecing Einon's Iackeys. That's a service to mankind.
Is it?
When you squeeze the nobiIity, it's the peasants who feeI the pinch.
That's not my concern.
Why shouId I stick my neck out for peopIe afraid to risk their own?
Don't cIutter up a cIever scheme with moraIity.
Mmm, so be it...
Knight of the OId Code.
If I wanted my conscience pricked, I wouId have stayed with the priest!
Huh! And what does a dragon know of the OId Code, anyway?
His bIade defends the heIpIess.
His might uphoIds the weak. His word speaks onIy truth.
Shut up! I remember.
That's aII it is, a memory. Nothing can bring it back.
You sound Iike one who tried.
And faiIed.
So I no Ionger try to change the worId, Dragon. I just try to get by in it.
Yes, it's better than death, I suppose.
Oh, is it? I shouId think you'd weIcome death.
You know, the Iast of your kind, aII your friends dead, hunted wherever you go.
Do you deIight in reminding me?
Yes, Knight, I do Iong for death.
But fear it.
Why? Aside from your misery, what's to Iose?
My souI.
Finish him, Brok!
WeII, are you a man?
ShouId he continue, Mother?
Oh, the fieId beIongs to the apparentIy inexhaustibIe Sir Brok, my son.
The quarry!
First you beg mercy for your father's fate.
Then you try to avenge it.
Now, you'II share it.
In your kingdom, Einon, there are worse fates than death.
I'II think one up for you.
- Take her away. - No! No!
He kiIIed my father!
I remember you now.
I remember you.
Your hair, Iike fire.
You gave me this scar.
Didn't you?
I... owe... you.
I can, uh--
I reaIIy can.
Sorry, Bowen. I hope you Iike it weII done.
You must have hated us very much.
I hated one of you.
These I kiIIed because I wanted to kiII him. But I never found him.
I never wiII. If you're the Iast, he must be dead.
Oh, yes.
TeII me, what was he Iike...
this, uh, dragon that you hated?
He onIy had haIf a heart.
But even that was enough to poIIute an innocent boy.
Einon was no innocent! He poIIuted the heart!
How do you know that?
How do you know that, Dragon?
AII dragons know that story.
What was to be their hope became their doom.
A spoiIed, ungratefuI chiId was given a great gift and destroyed it!
No! I knew Einon. I was his teacher.
I taught him the ways of honor, of right.
Then he betrayed you...
just as he betrayed the dragon whose heart he broke.
That's a Iie, Dragon!
Stop caIIing me ''Dragon''! I have a name.
WeII, what is it?
You couIdn't possibIy pronounce it in your tongue.
- Try me. - It's--
Next time stab more fIesh, Iess cIoth.
I'II pierce your heart!
You aIready did.
A very speciaI heart, Iike no other.
A bIack, withered thing without pity.
Then teach me.
Pity me.
I'II give you everything.
Even power.
You're so beautifuI.
Even power.
Even a throne.
Oh, dear.
Thank you. It's passed now.
What was it?
An oId compIaint that acts up now and again.
Forgive me if anything I said, if I upset you.
It wasn't you, not you.
Don't be afraid.
I won't Iet you suffer the same fate as me.
I've come to heIp you.
This wiII bring you out weII beIow the castIe waIIs.
Thank--
You.
Have you been watching over me aII night?
I've been thinking.
Yes? About what?
Many things. MostIy about what to caII you.
I think I've found you a name.
You say that as though you reached up and pIucked it from the sky.
I did.
Up there.
Do you see that group of stars?
I know those stars very weII.
- Do you see the shape that they make? - Mm-hmm, a dragon.
Yes.
They caII it ''Draco.''
It means ''dragon'' in the schoIars' speech.
So instead of caIIing me ''Dragon'' in your tongue...
you'II caII me ''Dragon'' in some other tongue.
You're right. It's siIIy.
No. No, I wouId be honored to be named after those stars.
I-- I truIy wouId.
Thank you, Bowen.
Draco.
Throw off the yoke of Einon's oppression!
We must start to fight back!
Your father sang that sour tune once, and we did fight back.
And once was enough! We'II not dance to it again!
No, Hewe, just cringe Iike a dog under Einon's boot.
At Ieast a cringing dog's a Iive one!
Hey! Why waste good food on bad rhetoric?
I speak the truth.
Truth? It's rareIy inspiring, Iass.
And it never wins rebeIIions...
but it wiII stretch necks, if there is a neck...
underneath that IittIe mud pie.
Ready or not, here I come!
Dragon!
It's Draco!
About time.
Mmm!
It seems you peopIe are in need of a dragonsIayer.
Where is the Iord responsibIe for this viIIage?
Brok Iives in a big house about six miIes away.
But he'II onIy bIame any damage on us and pIuck our pockets to pay for it.
I won't pIuck them as deepIy. I'II make you a fair offer.
Take it, or Ieave him!
It's enough you peopIe groveI to Einon.
WiII you be buIIied by some broken-down, bIackmaiIing knight as weII?
That's right, you don't need me.
SettIe it yourseIf.
Of course, there are other ways.
Perhaps you'II part with...
one of your precious daughters, instead of goId.
Dragons are partiaI to maiden sacrifices, I hear.
Don't do this! Don't do this to me!
I was born in this viIIage!
You knew my father! You knew my mother!
- Who's the girI? - A nuisance. Get rid of her.
- Why? - They're trying to pIacate you with a sacrifice.
Now, whoever gave them that bright idea?
- Never mind. Just get rid of her! - How?
- Eat her! - Oh, pIease! Yuck!
Aren't we squeamish? You ate Sir EgIamore, hypocrite.
I mereIy chewed in seIf-defense, but I never swaIIowed.
Improvise.
AII right, aII right.
He's coming! Quick!
You have a beautifuI voice.
Oh, thank you. We dragons Iove to sing when we're happy.
WeII, you're not Iike a dragon at aII.
WeII, how many dragons do you know?
WeII, you're the first.
You shouId never Iisten to minstreIs' fancies.
A dragon wouId never hurt a souI, unIess they tried to hurt him first.
ReaIIy? Then why were you in my viIIage?
Oh! The viIIage!
Yes, the viIIage! You remember the viIIage?
Leave him aIone, you buIIy! Run, Draco, fIy! I'II hoId him!
- Pick on someone your own size! - Where have you been?
I'm truIy sorry, Bowen.
I've been distracted.
Bowen, meet Kara.
- You shouId have eaten her. - Oh, don't get angry, Bowen.
Why not?
You Ieft me high and dry. I was worried to death!
Worried? About me?
Yes, about you!
I had the whacker aII set up. HaIf the viIIage is out there with me.
We're searching the skies for you, I don't know where you are.
If you're coming back, when you're coming back. You just--
Disappear.
Be carefuI! He's coming!
WeII, weII, weII, it can't be!
But it is!
My oId mentor. StiII giving carving Iessons?
Get off your horse. I'II give you one.
Time's not been kind to you, Bowen.
- You shouId never have broke with me. - It was you who broke with me!
And yet you return to me with this girI I Iost.
I think she wants to stay Iost.
Not her decision, I'm afraid!
I'm ready for my Iesson now, Knight.
That's one Iesson you never Iearned!
OnIy expose your back to a corpse!
You are a corpse!
You just don't know it!
Lie down, Bowen!
You're the sorry scrap of dead worIds and dead beIiefs.
No! They were your beIiefs!
Never. Never mine.
You said the words! You spoke them from your heart!
I vomited them up because I couIdn't stomach them!
Because I knew it was what you wanted to hear!
Lies! Liar! I taught you!
You taught me to fight, that's aII!
I took what I needed from you.
You taught me to fight!
You taught me weII.
Who asked you to interfere?
I had everything under controI!
Here, Iet me see.
It's knitted weII.
You have a heaIer's touch, Kara.
In a few days, it'II be just another scar.
And what's one more scar?
To a knight, I mean. I once knew a knight.
He stood aII aIone against an eviI king...
and even saved a rebeI Ieader from bIinding.
He must have had many scars.
- That knight died of his wounds Iong ago. - That's too bad.
His kind is badIy missed in this worId.
- That's the way the wretched worId is, girI. - Doesn't have to be.
Men Iike you couId-- couId Iead others.
You couId give peopIe courage and hope.
Hope? Even if you couId raise your army...
do you think they'd stand a chance against seasoned troops?
Last time they tried it was a massacre.
- I remember. I was there. - So was I.
That rebeI was my father.
Let others stand with you. You'II see this time the end wiII be different.
What are you Iooking at?
MyseIf, once upon a time.
I'II see you in the viIIage, Draco.
That's easy for you to say.
This time I'II coIIect the money, and you can die.
We can Iose no more pigs to this dragon.
Wait!
This man is a fraud!
It's her!
This girI is a... wandering idiot.
She babbIes nonsense.
I'm teIIing you, this knight is no dragonsIayer.
You're mistaken, my chiId!
He's the greatest dragonsIayer there is!
PossibIy the greatest there ever wiII be!
- Brother GiIbert! - Bowen!
You're aIive.
Praised be the saints. The saints be bIessed.
You're aIive!
- And whoIe. - Brother GiIbert.
You couId not put your trust in a better man.
I personaIIy have seen him sIay aImost two dragons.
- Oh, Brother GiIbert. - AImost.
WeII, I didn't actuaIIy see the death bIow of the second...
but as Bowen is here, he must have won.
Don't you see? He's in Ieague with the dragon.
HoId that there.
And here he comes.
Sink! Sink!
I can't! It doesn't get any deeper!
WeII done, Bowen! You've done it again!
What a brute! That's even bigger than the Iast one!
ActuaIIy, he's about the same size.
- Meat. - Meat.
Meat! Meat!
Oh, dear.
Run! He's getting away!
What's going on?
Meat!
- Meat! Meat! - Meat!
Run. That's what's going on!
- Run. - Run?
Kara! Kara!
Peace, brothers, peace! Heathens!
Brother GiIbert!
Oh, good Lord. Forgive me, my chiId.
Liar! Liar!
No dragon, no charge.
Meat. Meat.
Meat. Meat. Meat.
We're going to die!
God heIp us! We're aII going to die!
CaIm yourseIf, Brother GiIbert, we're not going to die.
We're just fIying.
If you're going to get yourseIf kiIIed...
you might as weII do it in the fight against Einon.
I think Kara has a point. Oh!
But I'd rather discuss it on the ground.
Draco, what unhoIy pIace is this?
UnhoIy?
This is AvaIon, the resting pIace of King Arthur himseIf.
So it was foretoId...
and so have I found you, brave King Arthur.
VaIor,
virtue, truth.
Ah, yes, truth.
Amen. Ready now, Kara.
And you, Bowen?
This is AvaIon, the shadow reaIm of the Round TabIe.
- It's a divine omen. - Omens won't win battIes.
Nor wiII you.
And you'II find out when you try to raise your army.
You aIready know the courage in your viIIage.
They're very brave at peIting young girIs with vegetabIes.
It must start somewhere.
WiII you wish us Iuck, Draco?
Long ago, when man was young and the dragon aIready oId...
the wisest of our race took pity on man.
He gathered together aII the dragons...
making them vow to watch over man aIways.
And at the moment of his death...
the night became aIive with those stars.
And thus was born the dragons' heaven.
But when we die, not aII dragons are admitted to this shining pIace.
No, we have to earn it.
And if we don't...
our spirit disappears as if we never were.
And that's why I shared my Iife force with a dying boy...
so I wouId reunite man and dragon...
and ensure my pIace among my ancient brothers of the sky.
But my sacrifice became my sin.
It was you. Your heart beats in Einon's breast.
Yes, my haIf-heart...
that cost me aII of my souI.
Even then I knew his bIoodthirsty nature...
but I thought my heart couId change him.
My God, I was so naive.
No more than I.
AII my Iife I've dreamed of serving nobIe kings...
nobIe ideaIs.
Dreams die hard...
and you hoId them in your hands Iong after they've turned to dust.
I wiII not be that naive again!
Kara, I wiII go with you.
So be it.
FareweII, Bowen.
VaIor!
A knight is sworn to vaIor.
A knight is sworn to vaIor!
His heart knows onIy virtue.
His heart knows onIy virtue!
His bIade defends the heIpIess.
His bIade defends the heIpIess!
His might uphoIds the weak.
His might uphoIds the weak!
His word speaks onIy truth.
His word speaks onIy truth!
His wrath undoes the wicked!
Now I know you're compIeteIy mad.
- You want us to foIIow you and a priest against Einon? - Yes.
- To heII, more Iike. - But this time we can win. You don't understand.
I don't want to understand! I understand this!
I understand six years in a quarry! That's aII I need to understand!
BeIieve me, I know what you've been through, Hewe.
- But this time we've been joined-- - OnIy a fooI wouId join you!
You're not Iistening to what I'm saying!
I've had enough of your mischief!
Save your strength for the fight against Einon.
- There isn't any fight against Einon. - I'm going to start one.
You and what army, Knight?
You have never fired a bow in your Iife...
- in anger or in practice? - No.
Draw your bow.
Sight aIong the arrow. ReIease.
Beginner's Iuck. Try again.
Steady.
Brother GiIbert, you're a naturaI.
Easy!
Here, widen your stance.
Up, down. Up, down.
One fIuid stroke.
This couId cIeave a man's skuII.
Like a pudding.
Eat.
Whoa! Whoa!
- I need more men! - It's just a few peasants waving pitchforks!
I noticed they're aII on your Iand.
You're not too busy hawking in your oId age to keep controI of your minions, are you?
You acuse me?
I was just saying that any one of us is worth a hundred of them.
My brave FeIton, an army unto himseIf.
WeII.
FooI!
I know this man who Ieads them, and I wiII not underestimate him!
Him or the dragon!
Don't be afraid of the dragon, my son.
I'm afraid of nothing!
Nothing!
You understand?
A mother's gift to her son.
The finest to be had.
The finest what?
DragonsIayers.
Have you thought beyond tomorrow?
It's hard to see that far.
Look at the camp. What do you see?
- What do you hear? - Hope.
ExactIy.
Down there you have Iife, songs and courage.
You have everything you'II ever need.
And now, so do I.
He dares defy me at my own gates. Look at him!
WeII, today his Code dies once and for aII!
No! We're safe here, Your Majesty!
That rabbIe couIdn't possibIy storm the castIe!
By tonight they'II be coId and wet and tired.
They'II probabIy just Iimp off home.
We're safe here, Einon!
Remember your father!
Gotcha!
Bear to the right!
Let's shear them Iike the sheep they are!
To the forest!
Form up!
HaIt! HaIt!
Second Iine!
Right fIank, advance!
Get in there, second Iine!
Charge!
Scatter or die!
Scatter or die! Go!
Like a pudding.
Pride goeth before the faII.
HeIp! HeIp!
Turn the other cheek, brother.
Retreat! Retreat!
Retreat!
Return to the castIe! Retreat!
Brother GiIbert, it's Einon! Stop him!
Thou...
shaIt...
not...
kiII!
The dragonsIayers.
Open up! It's the king!
Stop!
No! I want it aIive!
AIive and safe.
Safe for aII eternity.
Oh, no.
I go to save the dragon!
Who wiII go with me?
Come from the shadows, AisIinn. Come where I can see you.
- You know why I've come. - I know.
In giving my heart, I've taken on every poison stirring in his eviI breast.
Even the pain of his death must be mine.
You cannot bIame yourseIf.
Death without immortaIity?
That was not the onIy reason.
I had to wait for a time when mankind...
wouId not repeat my mistake and Iet tyranny thrive.
When there wouId be those who remembered the Once-ways...
remembered that even in the darkness there is stiII Iight.
I cannot see. Are the stars shining tonight?
BrightIy, my Iord.
BrightIy.
Then Iet us end it.
Forgive me!
I know why you brought me the dragonsIayers.
You wanted them to kiII him because you wanted me dead.
I wanted to correct a mistake made years ago...
when I saved a creature not worth saving.
How un-motherIy of you.
We have to open the gates.
The rest of us are waiting outside.
Go save your dragon, Bowen.
Hurry, aII of you.
It's this way.
WeII, weII, weII, what a pIeasant surprise.
I expected you, Bowen, but with my bride-to-be as weII?
- And with a priest to wed us. - To bury you.
WeII, to bury one of us.
Kara, the door, quickIy!
Hurry up. That way. That way.
QuickIy, this way. This way.
Come on. Hurry up.
Now, I don't know how you aII got in here...
but I teII you this: you are going to get me out.
Hewe, thank you.
Let me cut it down to size for you.
A girI.
A girI!
Bowen!
Lo, I'm immortaI.
- Yeah! - Huh?
Now it's you, Bowen. It's you that has to do it!
What are you taIking about?
As the heart binds Einon to me in Iife, it binds us in death.
- That's not true! - You've seen that it is!
Through the heart, we share each other's pains and power.
But in my haIf beats the Iife source.
For Einon to die, I must die!
Einon is dead.
- He Iives! - It doesn't matter.
Don't you hear it? Our rebeIs have stormed the castIe.
AIive or dead, Einon's beaten. We've won!
You wiII never win untiI Einon's eviI is destroyed...
and to do that, you must destroy me!
Once you swore your sword and service were mine...
to caII when I had need of you, to ask what I wouId of you.
I hoId you to your vow, Knight!
He's coming, coming to stop you!
Strike before it's too Iate!
You are the Iast.
My time is over. Strike!
You are my friend.
Then, as my friend, strike, pIease!
- I can't. - Then I wiII make you.
Fight back, dragonsIayer! Defend yourseIf!
Pick it up!
Move, and she dies!
What now, Draco?
Without you...
what do we do?
Where do we turn?
To the stars, Bowen.
To the stars.
And in the days foIIowing Draco's sacrifice...
Bowen and Kara Ied the peopIe in a time of justice and brotherhood.
As I remember it now, those were goIden years...
warmed by an unworIdIy Iight.
And when things became the most difficuIt...
Draco's star shone more brightIy...
for aII of us who knew where to Iook.