[Great Dragon]
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.
It's time.
Sire, we're under attack!
They're within
the city walls.
All quarters of Camelot
are now under our control.
[Arthur]
Agravaine.
They're coming for Arthur.
If they find him,
they'll kill him.
[Elyan] We have to make it
across the border, find
sanctuary anywhere we can.
You're smugglers?
If you're caught,
you could be killed.
Tristan and Isolde?
I don't think so.
- Who the hell are you?
- My name is Arthur Pendragon.
We had a deal.
Partners for life,
remember?
Guinevere.
Hello, Arthur.
[Agravaine]
Ensure the village
is surrounded.
No one must escape.
[People Screaming]
Agravaine.
He's found us.
[Merlin]
I'll cover our tracks.
You keep going.
[Speaking Ancient Language]
[Creature Screeching]
Take cover!
[Screeching Continues]
[Screaming]
[Arthur]
Did you lose them?
We're safe.
You're sure?
Do I look like an idiot?
Yes.
He doesn't change,
does he?
Which way now?
I thought you said you
grew up in these tunnels.
I did.
It's just...
It could be that way.
Or it could be that way.
Yes.
That's very reassuring.
[Men Groaning]
[Screeching]
Run!
[Tristan]
So you know Arthur?
I was a servant
in Camelot.
To Arthur?
No.
So why are you here?
He's my king.
Can't say I've detected
many kingly qualities so far.
[Gwen]
Well, maybe
you don't know him.
[Clattering
In Distance]
Shh!
[Clattering]
I thought you said
we'd lost them.
I thought I had.
It won't take long
for them to catch us.
I'll go back.
What are you
going to do?
Create a diversion.
It's too risky.
I know these tunnels.
Agravaine doesn't.
You keep going.
Merlin.
Don't do anything stupid.
Me?
[Clattering]
[Exhales]
Oh, hello!
[Agravaine]
Merlin!
Merlin.
Where's Arthur?
Be careful.
What are you talking about?
Where's Arthur?
Tell me. Now.
Or I'll have
to kill you.
I don't think so.
Ah.
[Coughing, Gasping]
You have magic.
I was born with it.
So it's you.
You're Emrys.
That is what
the druids call me.
And you've been at court
all this time, eh?
At Arthur's side.
[Chuckles]
How you've managed
to deceive him.
[Chuckles]
I am impressed, Merlin.
Perhaps we're more alike
than you think.
[Mutters]
[Shouts]
What are you doing?
Shh!
[Clattering]
Merlin.
He knows the tunnels.
He'll find his way.
I'm going back.
For a servant?
You're wrong about him.
Merlin!
Where have you been?
Were you worried about me?
No.
I was making sure
we weren't being followed.
You came back
to look for me.
All right. It's true.
I came back 'cause you're
the only friend I have,
and I couldn't bear
to lose you.
Really?
Don't be stupid.
[Tristan]
So, where now?
To the plains
beyond the mountains.
You sure?
That's Lot's kingdom.
He's no friend
of the Pendragons.
Well, maybe we could
find somewhere here...
a house where we could rest.
We're fugitives,
a danger to anyone
who harbors us.
[Merlin] He's right.
We must travel back
towards Camelot.
- No. We need to keep going.
- If we hole up in
the Forest of Ascetir,
we'll be safe,
at least for a while.
No.
If anyone has survived
this battle, that's where
they'll be hiding.
[Tristan]
I know which I'd do.
You're the king, Arthur.
You're our leader.
All right.
Forest of Ascetir it is.
[Bells Tolling]
Come on, Gaius.
Hold fast.
[Keys Jangling]
[Grunting]
Don't worry.
At least we'll get to eat.
[Lock Turns]
So, you've had a chance
to sing for your supper.
I thought I might make it
a little harder this time.
Seems fair.
Oh, but you can't fight
with your bare hands.
Never mind.
You're a knight of Camelot.
You'll be fine.
[All Clamoring]
What the hell.
Well, well, well.
Look at you.
First you go back
to rescue your servant.
Now you're getting
your hands dirty.
But then again,
why shouldn't you?
You're just
like everyone else.
There's nothing special
about you, is there?
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I don't deserve
to be king.
Well, that's all right,
because you're not.
Not anymore.
[Thunder Rumbling]
Arthur? Arthur.
Don't.
What happened in Ealdor
was a moment's weakness.
What you did to me...
Everything I cherished
between us, everything
we had...it's gone.
And it will never change.
I'm sorry.
[Thunder Rumbling]
Enjoy your supper.
For it will be your last.
[Door Clangs Shut]
[Footsteps Departing]
You need to eat.
Whether I eat or not,
I'm not long
for this world.
Come on, Gaius.
I'm a physician, Elyan.
I have spent my days
watching the cycle of life.
If there's one thing
I'm not afraid of,
it's death.
Don't waste your food.
If Gwaine has to fight again,
he'll need all the strength
he can get.
Come on.
I'll take watch.
Arthur, what's the matter?
Don't listen to Tristan.
He doesn't know you.
I trusted
the wrong people.
They betrayed you.
That wasn't your fault.
No. I was a fool.
I misjudged everyone.
My uncle. Morgana.
Every decision I've made
has been wrong.
You're being too hard
on yourself.
I should be more
discerning, wise.
A statesman, a king.
Tristan's right.
There's nothing
special about me.
I'm just like everyone else.
You're not.
- You're a worthy king.
- I'm good with a sword.
That's all.
Your people love you.
Most of them are dead,
thanks to me.
No. Most of them escaped.
And they'll be here
in the forest.
I'm sure of that.
If they are, they'll have
to find themselves
a new king.
Arthur.
[Speaking Ancient Language]
Well, thank you.
You saved us all.
The land of Albion...
and the future we have all
fought for was in peril.
[Sighs]
What is troubling you,
young warlock?
It's Arthur.
He's lost the will to fight.
He feels he's failed his people.
He believes he no longer
deserves to be king.
The fate of Camelot rests
in your hands, young warlock.
For you and you alone...
can restore
the king's faith.
How?
You must make him believe
that he can be king once more.
I wish I could be
of more help, Merlin.
No.
I know how.
The people who fled Camelot...
do you know where
they're hiding?
I am a dragon.
I can cover many leagues
in the blink of an eye.
They shouldn't be
too hard to find.
Then we have
no time to lose.
What?
There's something
I need to show you.
This had better be good,
because this really
isn't the time...
for one of your
ridiculous games.
I was thinking about
last night and how
you were saying...
how you'd given up all hope,
how you were a poor leader
and a shoddy king.
Shoddy?
All right. Shabby.
Thanks.
Well, it reminded me
of a tale Gaius once told me.
Merlin, I'm really
not interested in your
favorite bedtime stories.
For once in your life,
just listen.
Many years ago,
before the birth
of the five kingdoms,
this land was
in an endless cycle
of bloodshed and war.
But one man was determined
to end all that.
He gathered together the elders
of each tribe and drew up plans
for their lands to be divided.
Each would respect
the others' boundaries...
and rule over the land
as they saw fit.
That man was Camelot's
first king...
ancestor to all that followed,
including you, Arthur.
Bruta.
You know the story?
Yes. Every child
in Camelot does.
Can I go back to bed now?
No, because there's
another part of the story
that you haven't heard.
Really?
When Bruta was
on his deathbed,
he asked to be taken
deep into the forest.
There, with the last
of his strength,
he thrust his sword
into a rock.
If his lineage
was ever questioned,
this would form a test.
Only a true king of Camelot
could pull the weapon free.
Are you making this up?
Of course not.
All right.
If it's true, why haven't I
heard this story?
Well, history isn't really
your strong point, is it?
Then where is this rock?
Oh, it was lost many years ago
during the Great Purge.
But...
I've managed to find it.
I've never heard so much
rubbish in my entire life.
Are you calling
Gaius a liar?
No. I'm calling you
an idiot.
What's that then?
What the hell
are you playing at?
I'm proving that you're
their leader and their king.
That sword is stuck fast
in solid stone.
And you're going
to pull it out.
Merlin, it's impossible.
Arthur, you're the true
king of Camelot.
Do you want me
to look like a fool?
No, I'm going to make you see
that Tristan's wrong.
You aren't just anyone.
You are special.
You and you alone
can draw out that sword.
You'd better be right
about this.
You have to believe, Arthur.
[Exhaling]
[Ragged Breathing]
You're destined to be
Albion's greatest king.
Nothing, not even this stone,
can stand in your way.
Have faith.
Long live the king!
[All Chanting]
Long live the king!
When they arrived there,
the ground itself
was still on fire.
They'd all been slaughtered...
every last one of them.
And Agravaine?
Dead.
There's only one person
who could have done this.
Only one man who could
command a dragon.
This is the work of Emrys.
What about
the drawbridge?
Well-manned.
As are the northern gates.
The battlements
on the south side?
Arthur, even if we can
get inside, she has an army.
And we have what...
a few hundred?
- And they still outnumber us.
- Yeah, but only 3-to-1.
- [Scoffs]
- And do you think
they'll fight?
They'll fight for Arthur.
It's not for me
they have to fight for.
It's for Camelot.
No, Arthur.
It is you the people love...
and you that they will
lay down their lives for.
I know that I would ride into
the mouth of hell for you.
And I.
Then to the mouth of hell
it is.
What's this for?
Never give up hope.
Love is stronger
than anything.
Believe me.
You all right?
Yes.
Do you think there are
too many of them?
The Southrons are men
like you and me.
Men we can fight.
But Morgana...
her power is so great,
and we've got nothing
to answer it with.
I never finished
Gaius's story.
Not now, Merlin.
Please.
Will you just listen?
When the sword was
thrust into the stone,
the ancient king foretold
that one day it would be
freed again...
at a time when Camelot
needed it most.
The man who freed it would
unite the land of Albion...
and rule over
the greatest kingdom
the world has ever known.
That man is you, Arthur.
You're making this up.
Why would I do that?
Your head's already
as big as your waist.
I believe it though.
And I believe in you.
I always have.
[Fire Crackling]
[Speaks Ancient Language]
[Speaking Ancient Language]
[Groans, Exhales]
[Morgana]
We must send emissaries
to Lot's kingdom.
We must offer a reward
for Arthur's capture.
It's him. It's Emrys.
He's here.
Guards!
[Speaking Ancient Language]
[Voices Whispering]
[Chuckles]
[Bells Tolling]
[Tolling Continues]
We've searched everywhere.
He fled, Morgana.
He trembled
at the sight of you.
Why was he here?
Why does he choose
to taunt me like this?
We must hold our nerve.
Maybe you should
get some sleep.
Make sure there are
guards on the door.
[Door Closes]
[Exhales]
[Voices Whispering]
[Fingers Snap]
Wakey, wakey.
You look like you've
been up half the night.
I was.
Couldn't sleep.
I thought you said
you had faith in me.
Whatever
gave you that idea?
[Chattering]
Over there.
This is where
we say good-bye.
[Tristan]
Arthur.
All my life, I've shied away
from other people's wars...
and despised the power
and wealth that kings buy
with the lives of men.
But you've
shown yourself
to be different.
You've shown us
that you fight for
what is right and fair.
And for that reason,
we would like to fight
at your side.
I'd be honored
to have you at my side.
We'll stand together
as equals.
Arthur?
If anything happens to us,
I want you to know...
Guinevere...
I understand why you
can't forgive me.
But I never once
stopped loving you.
Never once.
- [Groans]
[Blows Land]
[Groaning]
[Groans]
[Bells Tolling]
[Grunts]
[Tolling Continues]
- It seems we have company.
- Emrys.
Arthur.
My dear brother.
We must welcome him home.
Shall we?
[Voices Whispering]
It is as we expected.
He is making his way here.
He should be with us soon.
And we'll be waiting.
[Shouts]
[Muffled Shouting]
[Groans]
[Keys Jangling]
Come on, boys.
What's taken you
so long?
[Lock Turns]
You all right?
I've been locked up
with Gwaine for a week.
Gaius.
[Murmurs]
All right, come on.
One each.
Pick your man.
On me!
[Shouting, Muffled]
[Swords Clanging]
I'm going to enjoy this.
Whatever happened to the idea
of finding a bit of land
and settling down?
You know,
this thing's not bad.
Thought you might like it.
Ready?
For the love of Camelot!
Welcome, dear brother.
It's been far too long.
I apologize if you had
a difficult reception.
It's hard to know
who to trust these days.
What happened to you,
Morgana?
I thought we were friends.
As did I.
But alas, we were both wrong.
You can't blame me
for my father's sins.
It's a little late for that.
You've made it perfectly clear
how you feel about me
and my kind.
You're not
as different from Uther
as you'd like to think.
Nor are you.
I'm going to enjoy killing you,
Arthur Pendragon.
Not even Emrys
can save you now.
Your blades cannot stop me.
[Speaking Ancient Language]
[Voices Whispering]
[Speaking Ancient Language]
[Voices Whispering]
Not so powerful now,
my lady.
[Shudders]
After her!
[Shouting, Grunting]
[No Audible Scream]
[Grunting]
[Yells]
[Sword Stabs, Slices]
[Sword Slices]
[Exhales]
[Footsteps Approaching]
What did I do to make you
hate me so much?
It's not what you did.
It's what you're
destined to do.
And I'm sorry, Gwen,
but I can never
let that happen.
[Rumbling]
Are you all right?
Yes.
[Gwen]
What happened?
[Gwen Exhales]
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Shh.
Our dreams.
Isolde, don't.
[Isolde] I wish...
[Tristan]
I wish too.
Hold me.
[Groans]
[Bells Tolling]
[Footsteps]
It will take some time.
Merlin can take care of it.
If you want me to go,
to return to Ealdor...
I want you to stay.
Guinevere...
-You don't have to say anything.
-Whatever's happened
between us...
Please, Arthur.
I can't forgive myself.
I don't care.
I just don't ever want
to lose you.
Will you marry me?
Yes.
Yes, with all my heart.
By the sacred laws
vested in me,
I crown you...
Guinevere,
queen of Camelot.
Long live the queen!
[All]
Long live the queen!
[Panting]
[Groans]
[Gasps]
[Exhales]
[Wings Flapping]
[Chattering]
[Hissing]
[Breath Whooshing]
[Gasps, Exhales]
[Chattering]
Merlin.