Ironclad: Battle for Blood Page #4

- Kill them.

Scum.

- We should attack tomorrow.

- Tomorrow!

But now they have hired swords.

Mercenaries, aye.

- You'll lose too many.

- Yes.

- Throw them out to the hounds.

- Aye. Throw them out.

Each one of us...

feels your loss.

- But we will kill them.

- Kill them all!

How many sisters and

brothers are sacrificed...

for one dead son?

How many?

My wife.

My daughters.

Raped and murdered by the English.

Now my son is with them.

- The last of my blood.

- Kill them.

How many of you know the same?

We will fight you, English,

the way you fight us.

And their eyes shall see the fire.

On this hand be English blood!

- What say my people?

- Kill them all!

I must...

Bring Hubert and Guy.

Yes, ma'am.

Master Hubert! Your

mother's asking for you.

And your cousin.

Father.

I will not see the morning.

Listen.

There is little time.

This place is not just our home.

It is the shelter of

every soul within it.

Built with toil and sweat...

in the hope of a better life.

And when God cannot give us that,

these stone walls...

become our shield.

A sanctuary from danger.

They protect us like

the steel of a sword.

My grandfather was of

pure Norman blood.

But my son is an Englishman.

Be proud of that.

Now I,

Lord Gilbert de Vesci,

bestow my land and title...

on you, my son.

Promise me this great castle...

will pass to your son.

In the presence of

your cousin, swear it.

I will defend this

land with my life.

This castle and all its titles

will pass on to my son.

It... is... done.

Just you wait.

- Father's dying, isn't he?

- Aren't we all?

I'm sorry about before.

My welcome was...

Don't apologize for

speaking your mind.

What happened to you, Guy?

Our happy young cousin,

what has turned him so bitter?

Something you got from a whore?

Frenchman.

It must have stung for a while.

Not as much as the one I gave him.

If you want a beer,

it's in the keep.

Hmm.

You think the world is full

of gay, French princes.

But I've met a few. Liars

and cutthroats to a man.

If you give your precious

virginity to one of them, Cousin,

well, then good luck to you.

Since when did my

precious virginity...

have anything to do with you?

It doesn't.

The same thing that took me

to France brought me here.

England's purse.

Your brother's a very

generous young man.

He's paying you.

Well, if this is what

fighting has done to you,

I'll tell you what else it's done.

However much you think carrying

a sword has opened your eyes,

you're wrong.

You're blinder now

than you ever were.

Blanche, come quickly.

As we stand, we've got

enough food for a month.

And the water can't be poisoned?

No. Its source is from the hills.

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