Tristan + Isolde Page #2

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- Throw everything we have at them.

- They're hoping you'll do that.

On horse they outnumber us 2-to-1.

You'll lead the men straight to their deaths.

- So we do nothing?

- Donnchadh would like that even more...

me to lose face in front of the other tribes.

No. We must act.

It must be decisive.

But we cannot act alone.

So have the good men of York

come to fight with us?

Hmm? Or the Saxons of Wessex?

My men don't want

to follow a Pict into battle...

let alone one leading

a pack of Angles and Celts.

Then why are you here?

I thought Tristan

should let me command his men.

- I make it my habit to follow no one.

- Except Marke?

Marke delivered me from that palace

when I was a boy. You ran.

So you can understand

when I think ofkings, I think ofhim.

- And when I think of cowards-

- They're one day from

their boats on the Roman road.

Now, who will ride out

with Tristan to fight them?

What is your plan, Tristan?

I need our two fastest runners.

There they go! After them!

Hold off.

Halt!

Go around!

Morholt! They're back.

They've got a head.

It's a trap!

Kill the slaves!

Simon.

We're gonna get you home.

Simon.

I don't want to die.

Tristan.

I can't feel my legs or my hands.

Poison.

A second boat.

Tristan.

He shall have a king's service.

Farewell, Tristan of Aragon.

Death to the Irish.

When the Irish came to Cornwall...

and my father surrendered...

you spared a dozen out of a hundred.

I am even less kind.

The leader and three

will take this message home.

As for the rest-

Victory.

And Tristan?

Simon too.

Did I love him like a son...

- or did I misuse him for my own purposes?

- He knew.

He knew.

- Where are we going?

- Away.

Are you afflicted, child?

Speak to me.

Your father will find us and have my head.

You are my charge. Please.

I am no one's charge.

You are.

And you will be Morholt's lady.

And live a loveless life like my mom?

What's that?

Where?

Isolde, wait. Don't.

Isolde, don't.

- Isolde!

- It's a man.

Dead?

Alive! Bragnae, help me!

Help me!

- Isolde.

- Quickly!

Start a fire.

- Oh.

- Quickly.

His heart falters.

- What are you doing?

- He needs heat. Now.

Get your clothes off, quickly.

Hurry.

Quickly! Smell that?

Smell the poison?

When he warms,

we'll need thistle and bark.

I've not been naked with a man for 15 years.

Hello.

You've been sleeping a long time.

You're in Ireland.

Did you know that?

Shh.

It's all right.

You're safe here. No one knows.

Don't be scared. Just sleep.

Sleep.

Oh.

- No!

- It's all right. You don't need that.

I forgot to tell him about you.

I'll wait outside with the other beasts.

- You said no one else knew.

- Sorry.

She's my maid, sworn to silence.

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