That's it!
- Are you sure you're eighteen? - Why? Do I look older?
- Alberta Scrubb? - It's a typographical error.
It is suppose to be Albert A. Scrubb.
Edmund, you are suppose to be helping me with the groceries.
Better luck next time, ay, squirt?
Squirt? He barely had 2 years on me!
I am a king. I've fought wars and I've led armies.
- Not in this world. - Yeah, instead I'm stuck here.
Doing battles with useless Clarence Scrubb.
If anyone so deserve the name.
What are you doing?
Nothing. Come on then.
Dear Diary, it is now day 253
since my wretched cousins Edmund and Lucy invaded our house.
Not sure how much longer I can cope living with them.
Hard to share my things.
If only one could treat relatives like one treat insects,
all my problems would be solved. I could simply put them in a jar,
- or pin them to my wall! - I'm home!
- Hello? - Note to self.
Investigate legal ramifications of impaling relatives.
And that concludes the war news from the western front.
Hello, Uncle Harold.
I've tried to find some carrots but all they had were turnips again.
Should I start making soup? And Alberta is on her way home.
- Uncle Harold? - Father.
Edward making faces at you.
- Why, you little... - Father, he's going to hit me.
Edmund look, it's from Susan.
I do wish you were here with us. It's been such an adventure.
But nothing like our times in Narnia. America is very exciting.
Except, we never see father. He works so very hard.
I was invited to the British Consul's
tea party this week by a naval officer.
Who happens to be very handsome. I think he fancies me.
It seems the Germans have made the crossing difficult right now.
Time are hard. Mother hopes you both won't mind
another few months in Cambridge.
Another few months? How will we survive?
You're lucky. At least you've got your own room.
I'm stuck with mullet mouth.
Susan and Peter are the lucky ones.
- Off on adventures. - Yeah. They are the oldest
and we are the youngest.
We don't matter as much.
Do you think I look anything like Susan?
Lucy, have you seen this ship before?
Yes, it's very Narnian looking isn't it?
Yeah. Just another reminder that we're here and not there.
There once was two orphans who wasted their time,
believing in Narnian nursery rhyme.
- Please let me hit him! - No.
- Don't you ever knock? - It's my house.
I do as I please. You're just guests.
What's so fascinating about that picture anyway? It's hideous.
You won't see it from the other side of the door.
Edmund it looks like the water is actually moving.
What rubbish, see? That's what happens when you
read all those fancy little novels and fairy tales of yours.
There once was a boy called Eustace,
who read books for the facts that were useless.
People who read fairy tales are always a sort of becoming
a hideous burden to people like me.
- I read books with real information. - A hideous burden?
I haven't seen you lift a finger since we've been here.
I have the right mind to tell your father it was you
who stole Aunt Alberta sweets.
- Liar? - Oh... really?
- Edmund, the painting! - I found them under your bed.
And you know what? I've licked every one of them!
Ew! I'm infected with you!
- What is going on here? - Lucy, do you think...
This is some kind of a trick. Stop it or I'll tell mother.
Mother!
I'll just smash the whole thing.
- No! No... - Do something!
- Help me. - Let me go.
Let go.
Edmund!
- Eustace, swim! - What's going on?
Eustace, swim!
Swimming.
It's alright! I got you.
- Caspian? - Lucy.
- Edmund, it is Caspian. - It's alright, boys. You're safe now.
- Are we in Narnia? - Yes, you are in Narnia.
I don't wanna go. I want to go back to England! I'm going back to England!
Hold on.
That was thrilling!
- How in the world do you end up here? - I have no idea.
- Caspian! - Edmund.
- It's great to see you. - to see you.
Didn't you call for us?
No, not this time.
Well, whatever the case, I'm just glad to be here.
Ahh! Get that thing off me! Get that thing off me.
Reepicheep!
- Your Majesty. - Hello, Reep.
- What a pleasure. - The pleasure is all mine, sir.
But first, what to do about this, this hysterical interloper?
That giant rat thing just tried to claw my face off!
I was merely trying to expel the water from your lungs, sir.
He talks! Did he... Does anyone understand? I...
- He just talk! - He always talks.
Actually its getting him to shut up, that's the trick.
The moment there is nothing to be said, your Highness,
I promise you I will not say it.
I don't know what kind of prank this is.
I wanna wake up right now!
Perhaps we could throw him back?
And being abducted by a kind...
- Edmund! - ... of zeepiratencarnival.
I demand to know just where in the blazes am I?
You're on the Dawn Treader. The finest ship in Narnia's navy.
Was it something I said?
- See to him, will you? - Your Majesty.
Men.
Behold our castaways.
Edmund the Just and Lucy the Valiant.
High King and Queen of Narnia.
Aslan.
Look! Susan's bow and arrows.
- Lucy! - My Healing Cordial and dagger.
- Oh, may I? - Of course. They are yours.
- Peter's sword. - Yes.
I looked after as promised.
Here. Hold it if you wish.
- No, no... it's yours. - Peter gave it to you.
I did saved this for you though.
Thanks.
Since you've left us, the Giants in the North
had surrendered unconditionally.
And we defeated the Calormen Army of the Great Desert.
- There is peace across all of Narnia. - Peace?
For three years.
And have you found yourself a queen in those three years?
No. Not one to compare with your sister.
Hang on, so there are no wars to fight and no one is in trouble...
- Then, why are we here? - That's a good question.
I have been asking myself the same thing.
So, where are we sailing to?
To take back the throne from my uncle.
He tried to kill my father's closest friends and most loyal supporters.
The seven Lords of Telmar.
They fled to the Lone Islands.
No one has heard from them since.
So you think something has happened to them?
Well, if it has...
it is my duty to find out.
Well, what's east of the Lone Islands?
Uncharted waters. Things that you can barely imagine.
Tales of sea serpents and worse.
- Sea serpents? - Alright captain,
enough of your tall tales.
♪ Where the sky and water meet, Where the waves grow ever sweet
♪ Doubt not, you Reepicheep
♪ To find all that you seek
♪ There is the outer east, doubt not...
- That's pretty! - Oh! Thank you.
A "driad" sung to me when I was just a "materling."
I can't divine the meaning but I never forgotten the words.
What do you think is past Lone Islands, Reep?
I've been told the furthest east one can sail
is to the end of the world.
- Aslan's country. - Do you really believe
there is such a place?
Well! We have nothing if we do not believe.
Do you think he would actually sail there?
Well, there is only one way of finding that out.
I only hope one day I'd earn the right to see it.
Your Majesty.
You have grown stronger, my friend.
Seems I have.
Alright! Back to work.
- Your Highness. - Ah... thank you!
Edmund, do you think if we keep sailing
to the end of the world, we just...
tip off the edge?
Don't worry, Lu. We're long way from there.
I see you're still talking nonsense, the two of you.
- Are you feeling better? - Yes, no thanks to you.
It's like I have an iron constitution.
You're ever "vesitence" ever I see.
- Find your sea legs? - Never lost them.
It's just given a shock of things.
Obviously I've an acute disposition, due to my intelligence.
I don't think he has "apute" anything.
I'll have you know as soon as we find civilization,
I'm contacting the British Consulate. Have you all arrested for kidnapping.
Kidnapping is it? That's funny.
I thought we'd saved your life.
- You held me against my will! - Huh!
Did I?
Well... I must say, it's unhygienic quarters. It's like a zoo down there!
- He's quite the complainer, isn't he? - He is just warming up.
Landfall.
The Lone Islands. The port's of Narrow Haven.
Strange. Not a Narnian flag in sight.
The Lone Islands had always been Narnian's.
Seems suspicious.
I say we prepare a landing party.
- Drinian? - Forgive me, your Majesty...
But the chain of command starts with King Caspian on this ship
- Right - We use longboats.
Drinian, pick some men and come ashore.
Aye, Tavros!
Manned the long boats! Fold the sail and prepare to drop anchor.
Row! Row!
En route! The thrill of the unknown lies ahead.
Can't this just wait till the morning?
There is no honor in turning away from adventure land.
Listen! Where is everyone?
- Come on, jelly legs. - I'm capable of doing it myself!
And you're certain you're related by blood?
Reepicheep, stay here with Drinian's men and secure the place.
We will head up.
If we don't come back by dawn,
- send the party. - Yes, your Majesty.
Yeah, looks like nobody is in. So do you think we should head back?
Do you want to come here and guard...something?
Ah, yes. Good idea, cousin.
Very.. um, logical.
I've got it. I've got it. Don't worry.
I'm ready to go when you are!
- Who are all these people? - Why they've been crossed out?
- Looks like some kind of fee..? - Slave traders.
Look out.
Unless you want to hear this scum squeal like a girl again,
I'd say, you should drop your weapons.
- I'm not a girl. - Now!
- Put it down! - Useless..
- Put them in irons. - Come here you!
Get your hands off me.
- Just take these two to the market. - Let go!
Send those two to the dungeons.
Listen to me, you insolent fool. I am your king!
- You're gonna pay for that! - Actually...
someone else is going to pay.
For all of you.
Lucy!
- You all right? - Yeah.
It is hopeless. You'll never get out.
- Who's there? - Nobody.
Just a voice in my head.
Lord Bern?
That's once but I'm no longer deserving of that title.
Is he one of the seven?
Your face. You remind me of a king I once love well.
That man was my father.
Oh, my Lord, please forgive me.
No, please. Please.
No!
- Mommy! - Get back.
Mommy!
- Stay with daddy. - Don't worry. I will find you!
Mommy!
- Where are they taking them? - Keep watching.
- What happened? - It's a sacrifice.
- Where did they go? - No one knows.
The mist was first seen in the east.
Reports of fishermen and sailors disappearing out at sea.
We Lords, made a pact...
to find the source of the mist, to destroy it.
They each set sail,
but none came back.
You see, if they don't sell you to the slave traders,
- you're likely to be fed to the mist. - We have to find Lucy.
- Before it's too late. - I bid 60.
- I bid 80! - 100 for the little lady.
- 120! - 150.
Anymore bids?
SOLD!
Come on, move!
Move!
And now, for this fine speciment!
Who'd kick off the bidding?
Come on now, he may not look like much, but uh... he is strong.
Yeah, he's strong alright. Smells like the rear end of a Minotaur.
That is an outrageous lie.
I won the school hygeine award, two years running!
- Come on, someone make your bid! - I'll take them off your hands.
I'll take them all out of your hands.
For Narnia!
- Thanks, Reep. I knew you would come. - Your Highness.
Get the keys.
Keys!
Oh, you're a boat in a magical land. Can't you row yourself?
Oh God, I hope that wasn't British consul.
- Your Majesty! Your Majesty! - Hold it.
- My wife was taken just this morning. - Daddy!
It's alright, Gurney.
I beg you, take me with you.
- Gael, I want to come. - No, Gael. Stay with your aunt.
I am a fight sailor, been on the seas my whole life.
- Of course, you must. - Thank you.
- But Daddy! - If I ever not come back...
Now be good.
My king!
This was given to me by your father. I hid it safely in the cave.
- All these years. - That's not Narnian sword.
It's from your Golden Age. There are seven such swords.
Gifts from Aslan to protect Narnia.
Your father entrusted them to us.
Here. Take it.
And may it protect you.
Thank you, my Lord. And we shall find your lost citizens.
Edmund.
Dear diary,
There has been extraordinary turn of events.
I have been abducted by my cousins and set adrift in uncharted waters,
in some ridiculous looking boat.
What's worse, as I share quarters with an obnoxious mouse thing,
And I thought bunking with my cousin was bad enough.
So far, every person I met in this strange place suffers
from the most florid delusions.
Chasing green mists and looking for lost Lords.
I can only assume this is the result of poor diet.
Or are all just barking mad.
Cousin Edmund is no exception.
He spends every spare second rubbing that thin sword of his.
Like it's some magic lantern. Poor fool clearly needs a hobby.
It is going to be magnificient. Do they come in a smaller size?
Peeving Marmud! Even delusional than my cousin.
Hello!
In England, we have mousetraps and that sort of things.
Speaking of food, do you know where I can get any, do you?
No!
Uh, why you talking to that bird?
- I just naturally assumed that... - (Laughs) He's talking to birds.
He is as mad as a looner that one.
Shoo! Go, go.
Are you aware, stealing rations is a capital offense at sea?
Up here.
- Oh... You. - Men have been killed for less.
- For what? - For treason...
sneakiness... and general nuisancetry.
Look! Just hand over the orange and we'll let the matter pass.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Allow me to cla... ugh!
- Look, I've had quite enough of you. - Unhand the tail.
The Great Aslan himself gave me this tail.
No one. Repeat. No one... touches the tail.
- Period. Exclamation mark! - Sorry.
Now. I will have the orange, then I will have satisfaction.
Puh, puh, please, please, please, um. I'm a pacifist.
On guard!
- Watch it. - Sorry.
Trying to run away? We're on a boat you know.
Look! Can't we just discuss this?
That was for stealing, that was for lying, and that was for good measures.
That's the spirit! We have ourselves a duel! Catch.
Now, come on. Take your best shot.
Is that it? Come on, boy.
Stop flapping your wings like a drunken pelican.
Hoist! Keep your leg up. Up! Up! That's it, now...
Yoo-hoo! Over here. Now!
On your foot. On your left, your right.
Got it? Come on. Be nimble. Be nimble. It's a dance, boy.
A dance. Come on now. Again. And again!
That's right! That's right! That's...
Oh, no.
And that! He's down!
Look.
Gael, what are you doing here?
Here.
Looks like we have an extra crew member.
- Welcome aboard. - Your Majesty.
Call me Lucy. Come on.
Come on, look lovely, back to work!
Good match! I will make a swordsman of you yet.
Yes, well... it's the plane, so we look more even,
it would be an entirely different result.
Indeed.
It looks uninhabited.
But if the Lords follow the mist east, they would have stopped here.
Could be a trap.
- Or it could held some answers. - Caspian?
We spend the night on shore. Scout the island in the morning.
Oy, your Majesty.
Seems they brought a pig.
This one. It's female.
So is this one.
This one reads.
Let's take her.
There is no escape!
- We are both scary. - Yeah!
- What are you? - We are terrifying invisible beasts.
If you could see us, you would be really intimidated.
- Yeah! - Yeah.
You forgot to mention that we are very large.
- What do you want? - You... You'll do what we ask.
She will!
- Very clear. - Well put!
Yeah!
- Or what? - Or death.
- Yeah! - Death.
Death...
Well, I won't be much use to you dead now, would I?
- I haven't thought of that. - No, you hadn't. Fair point.
Alright. Then we'll just kill your friends!
- Good idea. - What do you want with me?
You'll enter the house of the Opressor.
- What house? - This one.
Upstairs, you'll find the Book of Incantation,
recite the spell that makes the unseen, seen.
Well put chief, well put.
- Very. - Yeah.
- Yeah! - Yeah.
- Well, go on. - We haven't got all day.
Remember what will happen to your friends.
- You've been warned. - Yeah.
- Yeah!
Right.
- Right! - Yeah...
- Why don't you do it yourself? - We can't read.
Can't write even as a matter of fact.
- All that. - Yeah.
Why didn't you just say so?
- Beware of the opressor. - He is very aggressive!
What makes the unseen, seen.
- Got it? - Don't forget...
- Don't forget that! - Yeah.
Ed! Ed, wake up.
- Huh? - Wake up! Look.
Where's Lucy? Lucy! Lucy!
- Everybody up! - Get up.
Get up, I said!
- This way. - Move!
The Book of Incantation
With these words, your tongue must sew. For all around there to be snow.
An infallible spell to make you she, the beauty you've always wanted to be.
Susan, what's going on?
I'm beautiful.
No! Wait.
Make me she, whom I'd agree.
Lucy! Lucy!
Aslan?
Aslan!
A spell to make the unseen, seen.
Like the 'p' in psychology, the 'h' in psychiatry...
invisible ink and the truth in theology.
Caspian, Lucy's dagger.
Stop right there or perish!
The spell is complete.
Now all is visible.
- What sort of creatures are you? - Great ones.
With the head of a tiger and the body of um...
different tiger.
- Yeah! - Yeah...
- You don't want to mess with us! - Or what?
Or I'll claw you to death!
- Yeah! - Right...
I'll run my touch right through you!
- And I will mashed you with my teeth. - And I'll bite you with my fangs.
You mean squash us with your fat bellies?
- Yeah! - Fat bellies?
- Huh?
Or tickle us with your toes?
What have you done with my sister, you little pip squid?
- Now, calm down. - Where is she?
- You'd better tell him. - Tell him, chief.
- In the mansion. - What mansion?
Oh. That mansion.
You know, I'm really getting tired of you all leaving me behind.
- It speak! - The thing came back.
This place is weirder and weirder.
He's calling us weird.
- Lucy! Your Majesty. - Caspian and Edmund.
This is Coriakin. It's his island.
That's what he thinks. You have wronged us, magician.
I have not wronged you, I've made you invisible for your own protection.
- Protection? - That's aggressive! Opressor!
- I have not opressed you. - But you could have!
- If you wanted to! - Be gone.
- What was that? - Loot. But don't tell them.
- What were those things? - Dufflepuds.
Right, of course. Silly me.
What did you mean when you said you made them invisible
for their own good?
It seems the easiest way to protect them.
- From the evil. - You mean the mist?
I mean what lies behind the mist.
It's quite beautiful.
I mean for a made believed map and a made believed world.
There is the source of your troubles.
The Dark Island. A place where evil lurks.
It can take any form. It can make your darkest dreams come true.
It seeks to corrupt all goodness,
to steal the lights from this world.
- How do we stop it? - You must break it's spell.
That sword you carry, there are six others.
- Have you seen them? - Yes.
The six Lords, they passed through here?
Indeed.
- Where were they headed? - Where I've sent them.
To break the spell. You must follow the Blue Star...
to Ramandu's Island.
There the seven swords must be laid at Aslan's table.
Only then can the true magical power be released.
But beware. You are all about to be tested.
Tested?
Until you laid down the seven swords, evil has the upper hand.
It will do everything in it's power to tempt you.
Be strong...
Don't fall to temptations.
To defeat the darkness out there,
you must defeat the darkness inside yourself.
For reasons beyond my comprehension,
we have taken the advice of a senile old coot,
who doesn't possess a razor, and dawdles around in a dressing gown.
So, we're back in this tub and lost in a tempest. Brilliant!
14 days of being tossed like a pancake,
not the slightest sign of land.
The only consolation is, everyone is finally as miserable as I am.
Except for that show-off talking rat.
He is one of those annoying, glass is always half full type.
So, we're stuck here...
At half rations, with food and water for two more weeks maximum.
This is your last chance to turn back, your Majesty.
There's no guarantee we'll spot the Blue Star anytime soon.
Not in this storm.
Needle in the haystack trying to find this Ramandu place.
We can sail right past and knocked the edge of the world.
We can get eaten by a sea serpent.
You'll sense the men are getting nervous.
These are strange seas we are sailing,
the like of which I've never seen before.
Then perhaps captain, you'd like to be the one
to explain to Mr. Rince that we're abandoning
the search for his families?
I'll get back to it.
Just a word of warning,
the seas can play nasty tricks on a crew's mind.
Very nasty.
Transform my reflection, cast into perfection,
lashes, lips and complexion.
Make me see, whom I agreed, cause more beauty over me.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Ms. Pevensie.
- Edmund? - You look beautiful, sister.
- As always. - Peter!
Excuse me, Miss. Can I get a photo?
Our mother's going to love this, all her children in one picture.
- Smile! - Hang on. Where am I?
- I mean, where's Lucy? - Lucy, who's Lucy?
Susan, what's wrong?
Come on now, Miss. Nice big smile!
Edmund, I'm not sure about this. I think I want to go back.
- Go back where? - To Narnia!
- What's Narnia? - What's going on?
Stop this!
- Lucy. - Aslan?
What have you done, child?
I don't know, but it was awful.
But you chose it, Lucy.
I didn't mean to choose all of that.
I just wanted to be beautiful like Susan.
That's all.
You wished yourself away, and with it, much more.
Your brothers and sisters wouldn't know Narnia without you, Lucy.
You discovered it first, remember?
I'm so sorry.
You doubt your value, don't run from who you are.
Aslan!
Father.
Father!
Edmund.
Edmund!
Come with me. Join me.
Edmund?
Lucy.
- I can't sleep. - Let me guess. Bad dreams?
So either we're all going mad, or something is playing with our minds.
I doubt the Lord stopped here, my leash.
There is no sign of anything living.
Right. Well, once you've got ashore,
take your men and search for food and water.
- The three of us will look for clues. - Hang on! You mean the four of us?
Come on, please don't send me back to the rat.
I heard that!
- Big ears. - I heard that too.
Look. We are not the first one on this island.
- The Lords? - Could be.
What do you think could be down there?
Let's find out.
- What's that? - I don't know.
Looks like some sort of gold statue.
He must have fallen in.
- Poor man. - You mean, poor Lord.
- The crust of Lord rest in him. - And his sword.
We need it.
Be careful.
- Your sword hasn't turn to gold. - Both the swords are magical.
Here!
He mustn't have known what hit him.
Maybe, or maybe he was onto something.
What are you talking about?
What are you staring at?
Whoever has access to this pool,
could be the most powerful person in the world.
Lucy, we'll be so rich,
no one could tell us what to do, or who to live with.
You can't take anything out of Narnia, Edmund.
- Says who? - I do.
I am not your subject.
You have been waiting for this, haven't you?
To challenge me. You doubt my leadership!
You doubt yourself.
- You're a child. - And you're a spineless sap.
- Edmund? - I'm tired of playing second fiddle..
First it was Peter, and now it's you.
You know I am braver than both of you.
And why do you have Peter's sword?
I deserve a kingdom of my own!
- I deserve to rule! - If you think you're so brave...
prove it!
No! Stop it!
Both of you. Look at yourself.
Can't you see what's happenning?
This place has tempted you.
It's bewitching you.
This is exactly what Coriakin was talking about.
Let's just get out of here.
Oh yes, follow the imaginary Blue Star,
to the island of Ramandudu...
Place the seven steak knives at the table of a talking lion.
Ninish!
What is that?
I must be dead.
You are definitely dead.
You wouldn't be needing that one, will you.
Finally, a favorable turn of events.
What food did you find?
It is volcanic, your Majesty. Not much grows.
Where is Eustace?
I believe he's out not helping us load the boats.
Eustace!
Edmund, I have got a bad feeling.
I'm going to find him.
I'll come with you.
Eustace?
Eustace!
Treasure.
Trouble.
Eustace's.
No.
Oh, cousin.
- I'm sorry. - He was just a boy.
I never should have left him.
What could have happened to him?
In this place? Anything.
And he wasn't the first.
It's Lord Octesian.
We should find this... sword.
What was that?
Is it the volcano?
Oh no, that's no volcano. All hands on deck there.
Archers, arm yourselves!
Take your positions and wait for my command.
- What is it doing? - Fire!
He will break the mast.
Right!
Hold your positions.
- Fire! - Fire!
Edmund! Ed...
- Edmund! - Lucy.
I AM EUSTACE
You've got to be joking!
He must have been tempted by the treasure.
Everyone knows that the dragon's treasure is enchanted.
Well, anyone from here.
Is there any way to change him back?
Not that I know of.
Aunt Alberta will not be pleased.
Sorry about the hand, old boy.
I can be a little over zealous sometimes.
- The boats are ready, sire. - We can't leave him alone.
Well, we can't bring him on board, your Majesty.
Drinian, you and others take one boat back.
The rest of us will stay here till morning and
- work out what to do. - But you have no provisions.
And no means of staying warm, your Majesty.
You were saying?
I've never seen these constellation before.
Me neither.
We are a long way from home.
When I was a boy I used to imagine sailing to the end of the world.
To find my father there.
Maybe you will.
I miss my mommy.
I miss mine too.
Don't worry, you'll see her again.
How do you know?
You just have to have faith about these things.
Aslan will help us.
But Aslan could have stop her from being taken.
We'll find her, I promise.
Somehow.
Trouble sleeping?
Now, now, all is not as lost as it seems.
I'll stay up with you if you wish. To keep you company.
I'll wager you didn't even believe in dragons just this morning.
Yes...
You know, extraordinary things
only happen to extraordinary people.
Maybe it's a sign!
That you've got an extraordinary destiny.
Something... something greater than you could have imagine.
I could tell you one or two of my adventures
if you like, just to pass the time.
Believe it or not,
you are not the first dragon I've encountered.
Many years ago, too many that I care to mention.
I was with a band of pirates and I met another dragon.
Much fiercer than you.
Lucy! Lucy, wake up.
Look.
The Blue Star.
- Everybody! - What?
- What? What is it? - Everybody wake up!
- It is the Blue Star. - Come on, old boy! Wake up.
Pull.
Put your strokes in there, lads! Pull!
The wind has left.
So how do we get to Ramandu's Island now then?
My guess is something doesn't want us to get there.
- Pull. - Altogether.
If I get any hungrier, I'm gonna eat that dragon!
Don't worry, Eustace, they will have to deal with me first.
Careful!
If we don't find land by tonight, they might well eat them...
What did we hit?
Eustace, that's brilliant!
En route!
We can't be sure that the other Lords
even made it to Ramandu's Island.
You got us there! What did I tell you?
Eustace, extraordinary!
Extraordinary!
Wait.
Lord Revilian.
Lord Mavramorn.
Lord Argoz.
He's breathing!
So are they.
They're under a spell.
It's the food!
Hey, it's the stone knife. This is Aslan's table!
The swords.
Let me take it.
That's six.
Still missing one.
Look!
Travellers of Narnia...
Welcome.
Arise!
- Are you not hungry? - Who are you?
I am Lilliandil.
Daughter of Ramandu.
I am your guide.
You're a star.
You're most beautiful.
If it is a distraction for you,
- I can change forms. - No.
Please.
The food is for you.
There is enough for all are welcome to Aslan's table.
Always. Help... help yourselves.
Wait.
What happened to them?
These poor men were half mad
by the time they reached our shores.
They were threatening violences upon each other.
Violence is forbidden at the table of Aslan.
- So they were sent to sleep. - Will they ever awake?
When all is put right.
Come. There is little time.
The Magician Coriakin told you of Dark Island?
Yes.
For long the evil will be unstoppable.
Coriakin said, to break it spell,
we need the seventh sword of Aslan's table.
- He speaks the truth. - But we only found six.
Do you know where the seventh is?
In there.
You will need great courage.
Now, waste no time.
How will we meet again?
Goodbye.
So, what do you think is in there?
Our worst nightmares.
Our darkest wishes.
Pure evil.
- Tavros, unlock the armory. - My Lord!
Archers, prepare yourselves!
Dark the lanterns.
Let's get ready.
When I grow up, I want to be just like you.
When you grow up,
you should be just like you.
In case we don't get through,
whatever this is...
I want you to know I think of you as my brother.
Me too.
You gave up your sword.
It wasn't mine to keep.
Use this.
- But it's... - Peter would want you to have it.
Here it is, my friend. Our battle awaits.
Eustace, no. Halt!
Eustace... stop. Stop! Eus...
I will not accept surrender.
A noble warrior does not run from fear.
Look at me! Look at me when I'm talking to you.
I'm a mouse. You... you're the dragon.
You've got skin like chainmail. You breathe fire.
Come on, let's meet our destiny.
No matter what happens here,
every soul who stands before me,
has earned their place on the crew of the Dawn Treader.
Together we've traveled far.
Together, we have faced diversity. Together...
we can do it again.
So now is not the time to fall
in fears and temptations. Be strong!
Never give in.
Our world, our Narnian lives depend on it.
Think of the lost souls we are here to save.
Think of Aslan.
- Think of Narnia. - For Narnia! Narnia!
For Narnia!
Helene?
I can't see a thing.
This fog's too thick.
You're a great disappointment to me.
You call yourself my son?
Then act like a king.
Edmund.
Come with me.
Be my king.
- I'll let you rule. - Go away.
- You're dead. - You can never kill me.
I will always be alive in your mind, silly boy.
- No! - Edmund?
Are you alright?
Yeah.
Keep away!
- Keep away! - Who's there?
- We do not fear you! - Not, are you?
- Keep away! - We will not leave.
You will not defeat me.
Caspian! Caspian, the sword!
Lord Rhoop.
- You cannot own me! - Stand down.
Let's get him onboard, quickly!
- Be calm my Lord. - Off me, demons!
No, my Lord!
We're not here to hurt you. I am your king.
Caspian.
Caspian?
My Lord.
You should not have come. There is no way out of here.
Quickly! Turn this ship about before it is too late.
We have the sword. Let's go!
Let's turn her about, Drinian.
Aye, aye, your Majesty!
Do not think.
Do not let it know your fears, or it will become them!
- Oh no. - Edmund.
- What did you just think of? - I'm sorry.
Look!
What is that?
It's too late!
It's getting on to the boat
It's got on to the boat!
Gael!
Come, run.
Don't let me down. No fear. No retreats.
For Narnia! Take that.
And that.
Eustace, hang on!
- I'll kill the creature. - No, the sword!
The sword!
Eustace!
- Come back. - We are doomed. Doomed!
- Turn this ship about. - Stop him. Someone stop him!
Row crews. To your rowing position.
- Forward at double speed. - Aslan, please help us.
Pull.
Pull!
Pull! Put your back into it. Pull!
Where are you?
Now, you must stay here
until someone comes and get you, okay!
Ed! Ed, we ram the serpent. Smash him on the rocks.
Stay on the port, I will keep it on the ground.
Look out!
Pull!
Come on! Pull!
Try and kill me, come on! Come on here.
- No! - Edmund.
I'm still here.
Brace yourselves!
Move!
We can beat this.
- Hurry up! We've to get it closer. - Alright, lads. To the main deck.
Ready the harpoons.
Is everybody here?
Ready...
Now!
Pull his head down!
Heave!
Edmund!
What are you trying to prove, Edmund?
That you are a man?
Edmund!
Do it!
I can make you that. I can make you my king.
Just take my hand.
Just give it here.
Do it!
Come on!
No!
The spell, it's lifted.
Edmund! Caspian! Look!
Narnians! Narnians!
- Mommy! - Helene.
Mommy.
Let's have them onboard, clear the decks.
We did it. I knew we would.
- It wasn't just us though. - You mean?
Hey! Hey! I'm down here, Lucy.
Over here! Lucy. I'm in the water. Lucy!
Eustace!
I am a boy again. I am a boy!
Eustace! I see your wings have been clipped.
Ha-haa!
♪ Where the sky and water meet
♪ Where the waves grow ever sweet
It's sweet... it's sweet!
Look. Look!
Aslan's country.
We must be close.
Well, we've come this far.
So what was it like? When Aslan changed you back?
No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't do it myself.
Then he came towards me. It sort of hurt, but...
It was a good pay.
You know, like when you pull a sword from your foot.
Being a dragon wasn't all bad.
I mean, I was a better dragon than I was a boy, really.
I'm so sorry for being such a S.O.B.
It's okay, Eustace. You are a pretty good dragon.
My friends, we've arrived!
Aslan.
Welcome, children. You have done well.
Very well indeed. You have come far.
And now your journey is at it's end.
- Is this your country? - No, my country lies beyond.
Is my father in your country?
You can only find that out for yourself, my son.
But you should know that if you continue, there is no return.
You're not going?
Can't imagine my father would be very proud
that I gave up what he died for.
I spent too long wanting what was taken from me
and not what was given.
I was given a kingdom.
People.
- I promise to be a better king. - You already are.
Children.
I think perhaps it's time we went home actually then?
But I thought you loved it here?
I do!
But I love home and our family as well!
They need us.
Your eminence, ever since I can remember,
I've dreamt of seeing your country.
I have had many great adventures in this world,
but nothing has dampen that yearning.
I know I'm hardly worthy, but with your permission...
I would lay down my sword for the joy of seeing your country.
With my own eyes.
My country was made for noble hearts such as yours.
No matter how small that bearers be.
- Your Majesty. - No one could be more deserving.
- Well, I... - It's true.
- May I? - Well, I suppose... just this..
Goodbye, Lucy.
Don't cry.
I don't understand.
When will I see you again? I will!
What a magnificent puzzle you are.
And a true hero.
It has been my honor to fight beside such a brave warrior.
And a great friend.
I won't be needing this.
This is our last time here,
- isn't it? - Yes.
You have grown up, my dear one.
- Just like Peter and Susan. - Will you visit us in our world?
I shall be watching you always.
- How? - In your world...
I have another name. You must learn to know me by it.
That was the very reason you were brought to Narnia.
That by knowing me here for a little,
you may know me better there.
Will we meet again?
Yes, dear one. One day.
You are the closest thing I have to family.
And that includes you, Eustace.
Thank you.
Will I come back?
Narnia may yet of need of you.
Eustace! Eustace! What are you doing up there?
Jill Holmes drops in for a visit.
We spoke often of Narnia in the days that follow.
And when my cousins left,
after the war ended...
I missed them with all my heart.
As I know all Narnians will miss them,
till the end of time.