Brave Page #3

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Or are you scared simpering jackanapes, 'fraid to muss your pretty hair?

At least we have hair!

And all our teeth!

(thick accent) If he was a wee bit closer, I could lob a caber at him, ye ken.

And we don't hide under bridges, you grumpy old troll!

You want a laugh, eh? Wee Dingwall!

At him, at him! That's the way to...

All right.

Shut it!

Now, that's all done.

You've had your go at each other, show a little decorum!

And no more fighting!

I didn't start it was he...

Mylady Queen, I feel terrible, my humblest apologies.

Sorry....We meant no disrespect.

Sorry, love, I didn't, but...Yes, dear.

Now, where were we.

Ah, yes. In accordance with our laws, by the rights of our heritage

only the firstborn of each of the great leaders may be presented as champion.

Firstborn?

And thus compete for the hand of the princess of DunBroch.

To win the fair maiden, they must prove their worth by feats of strength or arms in the games.

It is customary that the challenge be determined by the princess herself.

Archery, archery!

I choose...archery.

Let the games begin!

Pull!

I have told you, you're not allowed...

It's time!

Archers, to your marks!

Aye, archers to your marks!

And may the lucky arrow find its target.

Oy, get on with it!

I bet he wishes he was tossing cabers.

Or holding up bridges.

Noooo!

At least you hit the target, son!

Oh, that's attractive.

I've got it!

Good arm.

And such lovely flowing locks!

Fergus!

What?

Oh, wee lamb!

Oh, come on, shoot, boy!

Well done!

Feast your eyes!

That's my boy!

Well, that's just grand now, isn't it?

Guess who's coming to dinner.

Fergus!

By the way, hope you don't mind being called lade Ding...

I am Merida, firstborn descendant of clan DunBroch.

And I'll be shooting for my own hand!

What are you doing?

Merida!

Curse this dress!

Merida! Stop this!

Don't you dare loose another arrow!

Merida! I forbid it!

Michty me.

I've just about had enough of you, lass.

- You're the one that wants me to...

- You've embarrassed them.

- You've embarrassed me.

- I followed the rules!

You don't know what you've done!

I don't care...

There'll be fire and swords if it's not set right.

- Just listen!

- I am the Queen!

You listen to me!

Oh! This is so unfair!

Unfair?

You're never there for me.

This whole marriage is what you want!

Do you ever bother

to ask what I want? No!

You walk around telling me what to do,

what not to do,

trying to make me feel like you.

Well, I'm not going to be like you!

Oh, you're acting like a child.

And you're a beast! That's what you are!

Merida!

- I'll never be like you!

- No, stop that!

I'd rather die than be like you!

Merida, you are a princess,

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