(Low growl)
We have come, Aslan.
Welcome, Peter, son of Adam.
Welcome, Susan and Lucy,
daughters of Eve.
And, Beavers, welcome to you,
who have guided the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve so bravely to me.
But where is the fourth child?
Oh, Aslan, he has tried to betray them.
He has joined the White Witch.
(Growls)
That was partly my fault, Aslan.
I was angry with him, and I'm sure that helped him to go wrong.
Please, Aslan. Can anything be done to save Edmund?
All shall be done
but it may be more difficult than any of you can imagine.
Meanwhile, let the feast be prepared.
(Low chatter)
Come, son of Adam,
and I will show you a far—off sight of the castle where you are to be king.
There, old man, is Cair Paravel of the four thrones,
in one of which you must sit as king.
I show it to you
because you are the first born
and will be high king over all the rest.
(Horn sounds)
(High—pitched shrieking)
(Roars)
(Whinnies)
—(Roars) —(Screams)
Back!
Let the Prince win his spurs.
(Roaring)
(Roars)
Argh!
(Roars)
(Peter grunts)
(Cheering)
(Bird calling)
After him! He will go to his mistress, the White Witch.
Now is the chance to rescue the fourth son of Adam.
Go!
Son of Adam,
you have forgotten to clean your sword.
Come.
Kneel.
Rise up, Sir Peter Wolfsbane.
And whatever happens, never forget to wipe your sword.
Maugrim?
Dead?!
Aslan'll be after us! You'd better fly, Your Majesty, you'd better fly!
Silence!
There need be no flying.
You! Go fetch my werewolves and the spirits of all dark trees!
And I...
I shall summon the others to come to me, as speedily as they can!
Come...all who are evil.
Come ghouls and boggles.
Come cruels and specters.
People of the toadstools.
Come incubuses, wraiths and horrors!
Come efreets, sprites, orknies,
wooses and nettings!
Fetch all whose evil
works for me!
(Ghoulish groaning)
We will fight!
Have I not still the wand?
Shall not the ranks of the enemy turn to stone
even as they come...
come to me...
evil!
Four thrones in Cair Paravel.
How, if only three were filled.
That would not fulfill the prophecy!
Yet it might be better to keep this one...
for bargaining with.
Oh, yes.
And have him rescued!
We'd better do what we have to do, then, at once.
I want the sacrifice on the Stone Table, that is the proper place!
That is where such things have always been done before.
Could be a long time before the Stone Table is again put to its proper use.
Then let it be done now!
And here!
Prepare the victim.
—(Bird screeches) —Oh!
(Squawking)
(Whinnies)
(Birds calling and screeching)
(Screeching)
(Laughing and cackling)
Good morning. I've brought you some milk.
Thank you.
Lucy, wake up. Here's some milk.
Son of Adam, daughters of Eve.
Your brother has come back.
Where is he?
He is with Aslan.
Oh dear.
(Low growl)
(Susan) Edmund!
Here is your brother.
There is no need to talk about what is past.
I'm sorry.
That's all right.
—I am sorry! —Yes, Edmund.
(Lucy giggles)
(Low chatter and laughter)
Sire. There is a messenger from the enemy.
(Growls) Let him approach.
What is your message, son of Earth?
The Queen of Narnia and Empress of the Lone Islands
desires safe conduct to come and speak with you.
Queen of Narnia indeed! Why, of all the cheek!
Peace, Beaver.
Tell your mistress that I grant her safe conduct on one condition.
That she leave her wand behind at that rock.
She expected such a request, and agrees.
My people will go with you to see that the condition is properly observed.
But...what if she turns them to stone?
I think they're thinking the very same thing. It's sure to be all right.
He wouldn't send them if it weren't.
(Low growl)
(Squawking and whinnying)
Aslan.
You...
have a traitor there!
His offense was not against you.
Have you forgotten the Deep Magic?
Deep Magic from the dawn of time?
You know what is written there on that very table of stone.
You know the magic that was put into Narnia at the very beginning.
You know that every traitor belongs to me, as my lawful prey!
And that for every treachery, I have the right to kill!
You know, Aslan, that human creature is mine!
His life is my property!
His blood is forfeit to me!
Come and take it, then!
(Laughs)
Fools!
Do you think your master can rob me of my rights?!
He knows the Deep Magic better than that.
He knows that unless I have blood,
as the law states,
the whole of Narnia will be overturned
and will perish in fire
and water!
It is true. I do not deny it.
Oh, Aslan, can't you do something?
(Sighs)
Work...
against the Deep Magic?
Wait, all of you.
I will talk to the Witch alone.
(Lucy cries)
I have settled the matter.
She has renounced her claim on your brother's blood.
But how do I know this promise will be kept?
(Growls)
Come.
We must move from this place at once.
It will soon be needed for other things.
Tonight, we encamp in the forest.
(Murmuring)
I'm dying to ask Aslan how he's arranged matters with the Witch.
—Everyone is. —And nobody will.
He certainly showed her, didn't he?
Don't underestimate the power of the Witch.
The Witch and her army will almost certainly fall back to her house
and prepare for a siege.
You may or may not be able to cut her off and prevent her from reaching it,
so you must have two battle plans ready.
One plan is for assaulting her castle,
the other is for fighting her and her forces in the forest,
for it will be difficult to know where she will decide to strike.
Yes, I see that, but...
You must post scouts at all outlying points
so that she cannot steal up and catch you unawares.
But you'll be there yourself, Aslan.
Ah.
I can give you no promise on that.
(Bird squawks)
—Is he still there? —Yes.
He seemed so sad all afternoon.
He's not going to be there.
At the battle?
He's leaving it to me. To us.
But he wouldn't desert us just as we need him.
Of course he wouldn't.
Unless he had to.
Can't you sleep either?
Not a wink.
Susan, I've the most horrible feeling there's something hanging over us.
I know.
Something that's going to happen, something terrible that Aslan's going to do.
Let's go and find him.
Look!
Children?
Children!
Why are you following me?
We couldn't sleep.
—Ah. —May we come with you?
Yes.
Yes, I should be glad of company tonight.
You may come
if you will promise to stop when I tell you
and leave me to go on alone.
—We promise we will. —Thank you, Aslan.
(Aslan groans)
Aslan.
Dear Aslan.
What is wrong? Can't you tell us?
Are you ill, Aslan?
No. Not ill.
Lay your hands on my mane
so that I can feel you are there.
Here you must stop.
And whatever happens, do not let yourselves be seen.
Or your lives will be in danger.
Remember, do not let yourselves be seen.
Farewell.
(Drumming, chanting and shouting)
(White Witch cackles)
The fool! (Cackles)
The fool has come! Bind him!
—Bind him fast, I say, bind him! —(Shrieking)
(Ghoulish groaning)
(Shrieking and hissing)
(Cackling)
Now...let him first...be shaved!
(Laughter)
(Cheering and laughing)
It's just a big cat after all!
Is that what we were afraid of?!
Brutes!
Muzzle him!
—Cowards. —Cowards!
Ha!
And now...
who has won, fool?
Did you think by all this you would save the human creature?
As agreed in our pact, I will kill you
instead of him.
And so the Deep Magic from the dawn of time
will be appeased.
But...
when you are dead,
what is to stop me from killing him too?!
You have given me Narnia forever!
You have lost your own life and you have not saved his!
In that knowledge,
Aslan,
despair and di—i—i—i—i—i—ie!
(Lucy sobs)
And now! Follow me, all!
We'll set about this war and crush the human vermin
and the traitors!
Now that the great fool the cat lies dead
and the whole land of Narnia is mine!
They're coming to kill everyone!
(Screaming)