Dragonheart: A New Beginning Page #4

Yeah.

Well, let me tell you...

[ Continues, Indistinct ]

- The boy can take us

to the dragon.

- It's a funny story, actually.

You see,

today was the day when...

all the monks

clean the privies.

[ Man ] What's he take us for ?

And old Friar Gustav must have

thought that my tunic...

was a rag or something,

because he used it to wipe up--

Seven lashes

for the tunic...

and ten for the lie.

[ Men Murmuring In Agreement ]

We seem to have

lost our way.

Perhaps you can point us

in the proper direction ?

Lord Osric told you

to get out of town.

Now, the only direction

I'll show you is toward

the castle dungeon.

Take him !

Be gentle with them.

[ Grunting ]

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Man ]

Come on !

[ Screaming ]

You're a girl ?

I'm Kwan.

This is Lian.

[ Men Yelling ]

We should leave

this area.

This way!

Get him !

Drake ! Drake !

I'm being followed.

You gotta hide.

If the guards see us,

we're dead.

Dead ?

Dead ?

I don't wanna die.

What's happening to you ?

Oh, my.

[ Groans ]

After him !

[ Whinnies ]

[ Grunts ]

Hello again.

Nice day to run

the horses, huh ?

Where are the foreigners ?

I don't know.

They disappeared.

No one can just disappear,

unless I make them.

All right. I give up.

Take me to the dungeon now.

You're not getting off

that easy.

[ Screaming ]

[ Roaring ]

[ Screaming ]

I've got you.

It's all right.

Drake, you're flying.

Of course we're flying.

How do you think

we got way up here ?

Ah, this is great.

Let's go up higher.

Hey !

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Okay. Let's swoop down

and scare the villagers.

Oh, no. This is

dangerous enough as it is.

Don't sound so scared.

You've done

the hard part already.

Actually, I think the hard part

is g oing to be getting down !

Everybody, look out !

Next thing I know,

three Teregoths, just me.

What's that up there ?

[ Woman #1 ]

Look at that.

[ Woman #2 ]

A dragon !

[ Gasping ]

Geoff, any ideas,

because I'm g etting tired ?

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Lean right.

Lean right. No, left.

Whoa ! You have to lean

right too.

Get me the king's

fastest horses.

Look at that. A dragon.

Four days till the coming.

This alters everything.

Flap a little faster.

Whoa ! Too fast.

Slow down !

The prophecy

must surely be true.

First Friar Peter's

sudden passing, and now this.

It's all my fault,

Father.

[ Osric ]

Faster, men. Faster.

[ Groans ]

Would you loosen up ?

I can hardly breathe.

'' Lean farther. Fly faster.

Hold looser.''

- I can't think of

so many things at once.

-J ust slow down, will you ?

[ Screaming ]

[ Geoff ]

I think that was

a little bit too slow.

[ Coughing ]

[ Growling ]

We made it.

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