The Crusades Page #2

Sire, the Earl of Leicester.

Sire.

What's the matter, Robert?

Have you seen a ghost?

I've seen the King of France.

Philip, here in England?

He is at the castle.

Will you come to greet him?

Does my saintly cousin

come in peace or war?

He comes in peace.

And he brings

his royal sister.

Oh, Alice.

She's no dove

with an olive branch.

Your father gave his pledge

to France...

that you would wed

the Princess Alice.

The surly-tempered witch.

Your father's pledge

was England's pledge.

You cannot escape

this marriage.

Now,

what do I care for France?

Fighting. Always fighting.

Fearing no devil

and praying to no God.

Well, why should I?

I know my horse, Fauvel.

I know the feel

of a lance in my hand.

I know what it is

to see men go down before me.

Now, look.

This sword's being made

for me.

No other arm shall wield it

but mine.

With this sword, Robert...

I'll swing a stroke

from Norway down to Spain.

Why should I fear and pray

for what I don't understand?

The King of France

is waiting.

How much longer,

Prince John, will Richard

keep France waiting?

Who knows

what Richard will do?

He's not an ardent suitor,

is he, Brother?

If he knew that the fairest

lady in Christendom

were waiting, I'm sure...

He does know.

I sent Leicester

to tell him.

And I offer apology

for him.

Richard is my brother

and I am deeply ashamed.

Ashamed?

Of my future husband,

Prince John?

Ashamed of your king,

Prince John?

Yes. For many things,

in many ways.

Why, it is an open scandal.

He has no faith in God.

He is a graceless...

Richard,

by the grace of God,

King of England...

Duke of Normandy

and Aquitaine,

Count of Anjou.

Cousin Philip.

Welcome to Windsor

and to England.

The greetings of France.

Oh, the Lady Alice.

I am not accustomed

to waiting, Richard.

Even for a betrothal kiss.

Well, let's postpone it.

Well,

what other guests have we?

Conrad, Marquis of Montferrat

and my friend.

Then he is mine.

England gives welcome

to Montferrat.

I understand now, sire,

why men call you

the Lion-Heart.

Well, why are we all so glum?

Come on, wine, music.

Ho, lads, wine!

Blondel, song.

Richard, we've come to...

You have not heard

my troubadour, have you?

Shall it be of love?

No, no, no. Hunting.

And why not of love?

Come, Richard.

We'll pledge to my sister,

Alice.

What's the cross,

Cousin Philip?

The sign of the Crusade.

The Crusade?

I go to Holy War

in Palestine.

A miracle is happening,

Richard.

Men are arming everywhere

for our Christian faith.

Emperor Barbarossa of Germany

has taken the cross.

So has Leopold of Austria.

And Hugo of Burgundy goes.

Well, let them go.

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