Prince Valiant Page #3

In that case, Sir Gawain,

I think we must assign

Prince Valiant's tutelage to you,

or do you not agree,

Sir Brack?

Of course, sire. I hadn't known

about the Viking fashion of crowning.

I promise Sir Gawain that I shall watch

his new squire's progress

with fascinated interest.

- You see the red spot on that quintain?

- Yes, I do.

Now, keep your eye on it and go!

And don't stop!

Hold that shield up.

Up, to protect your head. Try it.

That's better. Not quite so low.

Try it on me.

See what I mean?

Give me three.

Better, but your footwork is off.

Let the weight come after the blow. So.

You see what I mean?

Keep your shield up. Up!

My... My foot slipped.

Yes, it is a little wet there.

That's enough for today.

You're learning fast, squire.

You handle a horse

and lance like a knight.

As for the sword, well,

that takes time.

Don't flatter him, Brack.

I hear you're going to the coast.

- Why don't you come along?

- No, we'll go out after the black knave

as soon as this Viking learns that a sword

isn't something you butter bread with.

I wish you more luck than Lancelot had.

He combed the entire coast.

He's beginning to think

my squire had a fancy dream.

No, he doesn't, sir.

Neither do I.

I wish you were coming along.

I could use you for bait, perhaps,

and find this phantom.

- He's no phantom, sir.

- Of course not.

Well, another time, Valiant.

All right,

take the swords in.

Excuse that knock, lad.

It'll teach you not to get rough

until you're sure of yourself.

We only learn by knocks.

If your head is sore,

remember that's how we met.

You almost split mine.

- Prince Valiant!

- Can... Can I come along with you, sir?

- Where's Gawain?

- Well, he's not coming, sir.

- Oh.

- Let me come along with you, sir.

I must say, you're a man

after my own heart.

But your vows are to Gawain.

What would he say?

He'll only be ashamed of making fun of me

if we find the Black Knight.

I can show you where I saw him twice.

- Twice?

- Yes, sir.

That's two reasons

I'd like to have you on this quest.

But I can take no responsibility

for what you do, Valiant.

- May I ask you a question, sir?

- Go ahead.

King Arthur said that you claim descent

from a king of Britain.

I don't claim it.

It's a fact.

Unfortunately,

I was not acknowledged.

Except for my mother's word,

I was never born.

Legality is legality. Arthur is the King,

and we must never question it.

That's where I fell from, sir.

Wonder you didn't break your neck.

What were you doing here?

- I was on my way to Camelot.

- Where did you come from?

Oh, forgive my asking.

I forgot.

You saw him twice.

Where was the first time?

Way up there, sir.

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