EXT. THE SCOTTISH COUNTRYSIDE - DAY
cobalt mountains beneath a glowering purple sky
fringed with pink, as if the clouds were a lid too small for
the earth; a cascading landscape of boulders shrouded in
deep green grass; and the blue lochs, reflecting the sky. We
hear a voice, husky, Scottish...
I will tell you of William Wallace.
EXT. MACANDREWS FARM - DAY
A farmhouse and a large barn lie nestled in a Scottish valley.
Riding down the roads that lead in from opposite sides are
Scottish noblemen in full regalia: eye-popping tartans,
sparkling chestplates. Even the horses are draped in scarlet.
Behind each nobleman rides a single page boy.
Historians from England will say I
am a liar. But history is written by
those who have hung heroes.
Another noble rides in from the opposite side. Two more appear
down the road, converging on the barn.
The King of Scotland had died without
a son, and the king of England, a
cruel pagan known as Edward the
Longshanks, claimed the throne for
himself. Scotland’s nobles fought
him, and fought each other, over the
crown. So Longshanks invited them to
talks of truce. No weapons, one page
The nobles eye each other cautiously, but the truce holds.
They enter the barn, with their pages...
EXT. SCOTTISH FARM - DAY
Nestled in emerald hills are the thatched roof house and
barn and outbuildings of a well-run farm. The farmer, MALCOLM
WALLACE, and his nineteen-year-old son JOHN, both strong,
tough men, are riding away from the farm. They hear hooves
behind them and turn to see a boy riding after them.
Among the farmers of that shire was
Malcolm Wallace, a commoner, with
his own lands and two sons: John...
We FAVOR JOHN WALLACE, the nineteen-year-old sitting easily
on his horse, beside his father...
WILLIAM, a skinny eight-year-old riding bareback, catches up
to his father and older brother.
Told ya to stay.
I finished my chores. Where we goin'?
MacAndrews'. He was supposed to visit
when the truce was over.
They ride on, over the lush hills.
EXT. THE MACANDREWS FARM - DAY
The horses are all gone; the place looks deserted. UP ON THE
HILL we see the three Wallaces, looking down.