Jack the Giant Slayer Page #5
to prove my worth to my beloved.
And to you.
Very well. Just bring her back.
Jack!
No further!
Jack! What have you done?
Who is this man?
He's my uncle.
Your Majesty...
... I want to volunteer.
Jack!
Your Majesty, please.
Why don't we bring
wives and lady friends?
- Let's not...
Ha-ha-ha.
Let's not be hasty.
I think the young man should come.
He's the only one who saw what happened.
He might shed light on this mystery.
- Your Majesty...
No, Elmont, Roderick's right.
He might be an asset.
Now go. And may God help you
bring back my daughter.
Hold to a line...
... soldiers!
Please, sir, the other side
of the tree. That means move back.
Please, sir.
Move back.
What do you suppose...
... is up there?
I'm not a superstitious man, Jack.
I never suppose.
I simply prepare for everything.
- What, like giants?
No, everything real.
Fear...
... of heights?
Fear of falling.
Well, then don't fall.
Oh, that's great advice...
... yeah.
All right, let's get moving, chaps.
I hope you're not putting yourself...
... through all this with the aim
of impressing the princess.
What? No.
Good.
You'd be barking up
the wrong beanstalk.
Even if she could...
law dictates that...
... she will never marry a commoner.
Tallyho.
Your turn.
Come on, Jack, it's not very far.
Come on.
You want to know a little trick?
- No.
- When I'm afraid...
... I imagine a big piece of cake...
... floating right in front of me.
Brilliant. Thanks.
Like a reward waiting for you,
just within arm's reach.
Right.
Can you see it?
Not really.
Then go get it!
Crawe.
Am I dead?
Not just yet.
Help us! Pull us up!
Bloody hell!
Help!
Wicke! Wicke!
I think it's time...
... to lighten the load!
Help!
Wicke...
... what are you doing?
No! Please!
What's happening down there?
No! Please!
Sorry, boys!
Roderick, what's going on?
The line!
It snapped!
They're gone! They're all gone!
Isabelle.
Well, look at that.
Well, she's not in the house.
This is the only other place she could've gone.
And if she climbed down...
... we would've seen her.
She didn't climb down. She climbed up.
Why would she do that?
If she were cold.
Or hungry.
Or looking for an adventure.
Crawe.
Bald.
Thank you, sir.
Is this all you have?
The rations went down with my men.
Ah.
- Where are the beans?
Shh.
My lord?
There are exactly three men in Cloister...
... who can make a person disappear.
The Lord High Constable,
the Lord High Steward...
... and the Chief Advisor to the King.
Unfortunately for you...
... I'm all three.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on!
And not a word. Or you and your uncle...
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