First Knight Page #5

Come. Arthur.|I'm here to settle this business.

Leonesse is too weak to stand alone.|Let's say half each.

The lesser gives way to the greater.|What nation is greater than Camelot?

The land of Justice.

Come ... your hand on it.|We'll all live together as friends.

You offer me|what isn't yours to give.

You all know me.|You know I'm a man of my word.

Don't make an enemy of me.

- I mean no harm to Camelot.|- You know the law we live by.

Where is it written.|beyond Camelot live lesser people?

People too weak|to protect themselves, let them die?

Other people live by other laws.|Or does your law rule the world?

There are laws that enslave men.|and laws that set them free.

Either what we hold to be right|and good and true -

- is right and good and true|for all mankind under God. -

- or we're just a robber tribe.

Your words are talking you|out of peace and into war.

There's a peace you only find|after war.

If that battle must come.|I will fight it!

- And l!|- And l!

The great Arthur ...|and his great dream.

No dream lasts forever.

- What is the status of the army?|- Four battalions. two in reserve.

- I'll double the watch.|- I don't think Malagant wants war.

Arm the reserves.|He wants war.

- He wants Leonesse as a buffer.|- He wants Camelot.

- How soon could he attack?|- His army is five days' march away.

So much for my quieter days.

Who approaches there?

I come with a message|for Lady Guinevere!

Enter.

- My Lady, it's Jacob.|- Where?

- Coming to the north gate.|- Leonesse ...

Jacob ...

- Mind the step.|- Jacob. what is it?

They've taken Lady Guinevere!

Taken? Taken where?

A boat, sire. From the north gate|into the forest.

I have scouts and dogs out already.|Give me a battalion of guards.

- Give me the men.|- No, that's exactly what he wants.

- Take one brigade, now!|- Sire.

He'll not harm her. sire.|She's too valuable.

- He'll try to trade her first.|- That's what I'm afraid of.

I'd give my life for her.|But what if he asks for more?

Welcome to my palace ... My Lady.

I think we can release the lady|from her bonds.

If she so wishes.

What's this?|Your dress is torn. Ralph ...

I gave orders that the lady|was not to be harmed.

Your dress is quite spoiled.

You ...

... almost ...

... a queen.

Ralph. Did you do this?

- Yes, My Prince.|- You see?

This is|what Arthur doesn't understand.

Men don't want brotherhood.|they want leadership.

Shall we?

This was once|the greatest castle ever built.

Now grass grows in the halls|where kings once feasted, -

- and peasants cart away the walls|to make shelters for their pigs.

- Such is glory.|- What do you mean to do with me?

Keep you|till Arthur becomes reasonable.

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