Dragon's voice:
In a land of myth
and a time of magic,
the destiny
of a great kingdom
rests on the shoulders
of a young man.
His name: Merlin.
The prophets speak
of Arthur's bane.
You would do well
to fear it
for it stalks him
like a ghost in the night.
(Blade slices)
Ruadan:
Arthur's bane is real.
Once it is known to us
- his end is nigh.
- So you keep saying,
- yet you cannot
tell me what it is.
- The diamair will tell us.
The diamair is the key
to all knowledge.
Then where is this key?
It is here
beneath your feet.
There's something
out there.
- Did you see that?
- I'm not sure we should
go to ismere.
Arthur:
I swear I'm going
to rescue my men...
Or die trying.
(Hissing)
Merlin!
- Not so fast.
- Mordred: Stop!
Shouldn't we leave it
to the lady morgana
to decide their fate?
- Mordred.
- Hello, Arthur.
(Theme music playing)
(Gasps)
(Panting)
(Chain rattling)
(Stone scraping)
(Roars)
Aithusa?
- (Trilling)
- Come.
Come here.
Don't worry.
We're safe.
No harm
can come to us now.
Our troubles are
all in the past.
I promise.
Soon we will have
the diamair.
Soon we will know
Arthur's bane.
Camelot will be ours.
- (Shivering)
- Arthur: Remind me, Merlin,
how did we end up
like this?
Oh yes, you were thinking
about your stomach as usual.
I told you
it was a trap.
- And I told you to go
back to Camelot.
- Merlin!
Man: Hold!
We can't let them
hand us over to morgana.
- We need to get out of here.
We need a plan.
- (Grunts)
You speak
when you're spoken to.
Faster.
(People chattering)
(Door opens)
(Door shuts)
Here.
- Drink this.
- No.
It will make it
easier to bear.
No, Gaius,
you have to help me.
Please,
speak to the queen.
- It will do no good.
- Then let me.
Please, it's all I ask,
allow me
to meet with her.
- I'm just a physician.
- But she listens to you.
She trusts you.
Please, all I want
is to talk with her.
If you don't
help me, Gaius...
Please don't let me die.
Please.
(Door opens)
(Door shuts)
(Wolf howls)
What are you
gawping at?
Is this what you want?
Catch.
(Laughing)
- Mordred: Maybe we should
feed them.
- What for?
- They'll be skin and bones.
- Morgana wants slaves,
not hogs for the fire.
Then slow the pace.
The quicker
we get there,
the quicker I get my money.
- (Banging)
- (Gasps)
(Footsteps)
(Incants)
(Footsteps)
- Do you want them?
- Why are you doing this?
He once saved my life.
I owe him a debt.
Don't be so quick
to judge me.
You fear me, emrys.
Don't you?
I know the hatred
and suspicion
with which men
treat those with magic.
You and I are
not so different.
I, too, have learned
to hide my gifts.
I promise your secret
is safe with me.
What's morgana
looking for in ismere?
The diamair.
What's that?
In the language of my people,
it means "the key."
The key to what?
The key
to all knowledge.
There is still
no sign of the diamair.
We're running
out of time!
Have faith, morgana.
Arthur could be
on us in days.
- Or he could be dead.
- No, he escaped.
I'm sure of it.
He'll be
in Camelot by now.
Well, then you must
speak to your spy
and discover what Arthur
intends to do next!
My lady,
sefa has been arrested.
She is sentenced to die.
That is cruel indeed.
You must remember
there is no greater glory
than giving your life
for a cause that is right.
She has proved herself
to be a worthy daughter.
It will not be forgotten.
I will double the patrols
on the border.
We will be ready
for when Arthur returns.
There is nothing more
you can do for sefa.
We must make sure
her sacrifice was not in vain.
Whoa! Stop!
He needs water.
Get up.
(Grunts)
Not so much
of the great warrior now,
- are you? (Laughs)
- Merlin: Here.
I'll help him.
(Laughs)
Go!
- My lady.
- Sefa.
You asked to see me.
I'm sorry
for what I did.
It was wrong, I know.
It was without thinking.
I didn't mean
to hurt anyone.
I wouldn't. I...
All I wanted was
to help my father.
And now I'm condemned
to death.
Gwen:
You understand
the law, sefa.
- I cannot change it.
- Please.
I know you have
a good heart.
A reprieve...
I'm begging you.
- Men have died.
- I know.
I'm sorry. I'm s...
I'm so sorry.
I did it for my father.
It was the only thing
he wanted from me.
I told him
I couldn't, but...
I don't know. He...
I wanted
to make him happy.
- To please him.
- He used you.
I know.
My lady,
I don't want to die.
There's nothing
I can do, sefa.
- The sentence stands.
- My lady.
(Doors close)
Where is it
I need to sign?
(Taps)
Perhaps you should
reconsider.
That sentence is
a harsh one.
The law is clear.
Sefa was naive and foolish,
but she doesn't
deserve to die.
And she won't, Gaius.
I have no intention
of executing her.
My aim is
to catch her father.
He is the threat to Camelot,
not the girl.
I'm hoping her plight
will lure him here.
Why did you not
tell me this?
Her predicament
must remain genuine.
If ruadan has
one spy in Camelot,
he may have others.
And if he has any inkling
of this, he will not come.
It's a dangerous game
you're playing, my lady.
Wars cannot be won
without taking risks, Gaius.
The execution is set.
What happens if ruadan
doesn't appear?
Sefa is his daughter.
I have to believe
that he will.
(Horse neighs)
Who did this?
Who?!
We need to rest.
Right. You can rest...
Forever.
- (Incants)
- (Whinnies)
(Men shouting)
Arthur:
Run! Run!
- You've got to be joking.
- Do you have a better solution?
We haven't got
all day, Merlin.
(Screams)
I'll make sure
they can't get across.
Merlin!
(Incants)
(Rumbling)
Why did you spare
his life?
- He couldn't come after us.
- He was leading us
to our deaths!
- He showed us kindness.
- You should have killed him!
- What is wrong with you?
- You had the chance.
We escaped, didn't we?
Next time we might not
be so lucky.
I love your optimism.
Come on, we need
to keep moving.
(Coughing)
(Grunts)
You have
nothing to fear.
Your wounds are
not yet healed.
You.
You saved me.
Thank you.
I know that
you are worthy
of my help.
I don't understand.
You think kindness
is the preserve
of humans?
I've never seen a creature
like you before.
No.
Who are you?
I have been called
many things
by the children of men.
I am the last
of my kind.
Once we were revered
by all.
But those days
are long gone.
For hundreds of years,
we were shunned
and hunted
till I found myself...
Alone.
And now,
even this last refuge
is safe no more.
- (Footsteps)
- (Rocks clatter)
You are weak,
fair knight.
You must rest
and heal
yourself.
(Man shouts)
(Glass shatters)
(Clangs)
Stop.
Reveal yourself.
(Rattling)
(Screams)
(Clangs)
(Incants)
- (Men shouting)
- Come on.
(Bells clanging)
- Is it ruadan?
- Leon: Most certainly.
(Men shouting)
(Incants)
There!
Give yourselves up.
There's no escape.
(Grunts)
- (Grunts)
- (Gasps)
(Grunts)
Father!
(Incants)
- Man: Here!
- (Bells clanging)
(Men shouting)
(Grunts)
(Bell tolling)
I need water.
(Scratching)
- Father.
- The fight must continue.
- You must cure yourself.
- I do not have such powers.
Try, please.
- (Incants)
- (Bird caws)
Attach this to the bird.
(Rustles)
You've done very well.
You should be proud.
Sefa.
- You can't leave me.
- You must be strong.
Feather, please.
I will always love you.
(Exhales)
(Footsteps)
(Cawing)
Ruadan's voice:
"I bring bad tidings.
Arthur did not return
to Camelot.
He makes his way
to ismere.
But you must not despair,
morgana.
Soon you will have
the diamair
and Arthur's bane
will be in your grasp.
Soon the pendragons
will be no more."
You know what
they say, Merlin...
Appearances can
be deceiving.
Not in this case.
Gwen:
What is it?
I believe
it's a prayer.
Can you read it?
Gaius?
I'm no expert
in the druidic runes.
Please.
I know you too well.
It's a call for victory
over the enemies
of the old religion.
I thought the druids
were a peaceful people.
For the most part,
they are.
But for some,
the great purge changed that.
They blame uther
for their suffering.
But he's long been dead.
Some believe that Arthur
is no different
from his father.
Sorcery is still outlawed.
For them,
little has changed.
So ruadan believed
it was his sacred duty
to fight my husband.
More than that,
there are those who believe
that Arthur is destined
to die by a druid's hand.
Perhaps ruadan thought
he was that man.
Well, then he was mistaken.
I told you
you should've killed him
when you had the chance.
We'll never
make it in there.
There's always
a way, Merlin.
- (Sloshing)
- (Sword scraping)
(Grunting)
How did you
talk me into this?
- Genius, Merlin.
- (Metal groans)
(Grunts)
Genius?
You have
a bit of, um,
carrot in your hair.
At least
I hope it's carrot.
(Gagging)
- Arthur: Ready?
- Merlin: For what?
Our carriage awaits.
Come on!
- (Man shouting)
- Merlin: The place is
crawling with saxons.
We'd better make sure
we blend in.
Arthur.
Man:
Let the lady morgana
see for herself.
(Laughs)
I'll get twice that
at the market at asgorath.
It...
My lady, I am grateful
for this opportunity.
I have brought you
eight of the finest...
Mordred.
(Pickaxes clanging)
- Arthur.
- Didn't think we'd just
leave you here, did you?
- Where are the others?
- They're, uh...
Scattered around.
- Gwaine?
- Saw him a couple
of days ago, but...
- See if you can use it
to find some more.
- Arthur.
Do what you can
to free the others.
We'll find Gwaine.
(Whistles)
Come here.
I feared you were dead.
It's dangerous
for those of us with magic.
It's not been easy.
For any of us.
Sorcery frightens people.
Even some of those
who claim to support it.
You see a lot.
I've learned, too.
I have had to...
If I was not to be burned
at the stake or exploited
for another man's gain,
attitudes will change soon.
The old religion
will reign once more.
There'll be nothing to fear
once Arthur and his kind
are cleansed from the earth.
You know,
we had Arthur in our grasp.
He escaped.
- (Knife clatters)
- You let him go?
- He got away.
- How?
Who let him go?
- It was an accident.
- Kill him!
That's all
they had to do!
- I'm a high priestess.
I have the power...
- Morgana.
...of the heavens in my hand,
and yet he continues to defy me!
Calm yourself.
I want
his annihilation, mordred.
I want to put
his head on a spike
and I want to watch
- as the crows
feast on his eyes.
- (Bells clanging)
Arthur.
(Clanging continues)
You must wake.
What is that?
The warning bell.
Where are
they coming from?
(Distant shouting)
- (Footsteps approaching)
- (Grunts)
Don't worry.
No one's gonna harm you.
(Grunts, panting)
Trust you not
to be doing any work.
It's about time.
Gwaine:
They're friends.
Good friends.
What was that?
Not exactly sure.
But I owe it my life.
(Distant shouting)
(Screams)
Something's wrong. The saxons...
Where have they all gone?
First there are too many,
now there aren't enough.
Are you ever happy?
(Distant roar)
- What was that?
- What?
(Whooshes)
Feel the wind.
(Dragon roars)
Gwaine:
That wasn't the wind.
(Roaring)
- Was that what I think it was?
- Where did morgana get
a dragon from?
I have no idea.
Get Gwaine back to percival.
I'll lure the dragon
the other way.
Merlin, I've always known
you were stupid,
- but not that stupid.
- No, really, I'm that stupid.
- And if you don't
believe me, watch.
- Merlin!
I'm going after him.
(Grunts)
(Guards scream)
(Aithusa growling,
hisses)
(Roars)
Aithusa.
(Speaking dragon tongue)
(Whimpers)
What happened?
(Soft growling)
Who did this to you?
I won't harm you.
What does that mean?
You can't speak.
Arthur: Merlin!
- Go.
- (Grunts)
(Shouts)
(Wings flap)
- (Weapons clanging)
- Merlin?
- (Men shouting)
- Merlin?
How good of you to save me
the trouble of finding you.
Oh dear,
how remiss of you.
Your bravery's matched
only by your stupidity.
What on earth did
you think you would
achieve by coming here?
I had to free my men.
(Chuckles)
- (Incants)
- (Zings)
- (Grunts)
- (Blood splatters)
This time it seems
there really is no way out.
(Grunts)
I'm sorry about what
our father did to you.
Uther was never my father.
But we are
brother and sister.
Funny how you choose
to remember that with
my dagger at your back.
What happened
to you, morgana?
As a child,
you were so kind,
so compassionate.
I grew up.
You're right to cower
before my hand.
I am more powerful
than you could ever imagine.
And yet with all that,
you choose to do
nothing but hate.
Uther taught me well.
- Goodbye, Arthur pendragon.
- Merlin: Arthur!
- (Sword zings)
- Whoa!
Morgana.
Please.
Don't speak,
dear brother.
It's too late.
(Pants)
- (Incants, gasps)
- (Sword thuds)
- (Dagger clatters)
- (Pants)
(Grunts)
(Strained) Mordred?
- (Distant thunder)
- (Gasps)
(Grunts)
Arthur.
(Creature incanting)
Emrys.
Be still.
Much blood has
been shed this day,
and all for something
few wise men
would ever want.
You mean the diamair?
Morgana never found it.
And she never will.
Because it is you.
You are the key
to all knowledge.
(Humphs)
There are times when I feel
the weight
of my destiny crushing me,
but... that's nothing
to what you carry.
It is both
a blessing and...
A curse.
Is there anything
you wish to ask me?
No.
I don't think
it would be good.
(Chuckles)
You are wise, emrys.
Your wisdom will live long
in the minds of men.
Wait.
There is one question.
If mordred is not
Arthur's bane,
then who is?
Himself.
(Sword zings)
Arise, sir mordred,
knight of Camelot.
(Applause)
Here.
Let me help you
with that.
Thank you.
You know, if Arthur knew
you had magic,
things would be
very different.
Tell me something.
Of course.
You saved
Arthur's life.
Why?
'Cause Arthur is right.
The love that binds us
is more important
than the power we wield.
Morgana had forgotten that.
It's been a big day.
You must be tired.
Too tired for pudding?
Is there pudding?
Is that my favorite?
(Chuckles)
So are you going to tell me
what's troubling you?
Mordred.
People change.
Perhaps you should give him
the benefit of the doubt.
Remember what
the dragon said?
Arthur would meet his end
at the hands of a druid.
You still believe
that's him?
I feel that
the die is cast
and that for good or ill,
albion's great trial
has begun.
(Wind gusting)
(Dramatic music playing)
It has the power...
To summon the spirits
of the dead.
Oh!
(Grunts, screams)
I know it's you, father.
(Theme music playing)