Jack the Giant Slayer Page #6

Poof!

Crawe? It's her, yes?

Course it's her. She's a smart girl.

- Isabelle?

- So she can find her way back.

Keep up, or you'll be left behind!

All together now!

Pull!

And heave!

Pull!

Maybe he slipped.

Yes.

Maybe they all slipped.

There's another mark. Half finished.

Something happened here.

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

Isabelle!

I'm getting an awfully bad feeling

about this, Crawe.

She's a resourceful girl. We'll find her.

She hid in here.

- I think something grabbed her.

Why would you think that?

This is the book I gave her.

And look at those broken branches.

Crawe.

Something big pulled her out of there.

- She's in trouble.

Bald...

... go with Wicke and Roderick.

Take the high ground.

We'll continue on this way.

Don't engage in anything unless you have to.

Our mission is to find...

... and return the princess.

And we must assume that this is now

hostile territory.

And that every story your fathers...

... told you was true.

Good luck.

Anyone hungry?

Elmont!

- Hold on!

Elmont!

Me knife! I can't get me knife.

Get the knife.

Come on, man, cut it.

Go on, lad.

Come on.

Elmont, come on.

Just cut us out!

- Okay!

You wanna do it?

Almost there.

Just a bit more.

Crawe.

What was that?

- Help me get down.

- Jack.

Get out. Get out, lad.

Get out now!

We'll have to go around.

Your Lordship,

stay here and get some rest.

I'll scout out the ridge

and find the safest way across.

Most considerate. Thank you.

Oh, look. There's Isabelle.

Do you see her?

Right there.

Where?

We see you, my darling!

- We're coming, my love! Right there!

- Where?

Is she okay?

- Roderick?

- Yes?

Why is it, right, people always scream

before they die?

Do they think it's gonna help or some...?

Aah!

Put me down! Roderick!

Do you believe in God?

Well, do you?

Of course.

Would you like to meet him?

Not yet, no.

Then you will answer our questions.

How did you get here?

I won't answer.

I understand...

... what telling you would mean.

And not telling us.

Where are the...

... others?

I came alone.

You think we are fools?

Where you go, many more will follow.

You are a descendent

of Erik the Terrible, are you not?

Are you not?

Erik the Great?

That was so long ago.

Have we...

... faded into legend?

We have...

... forgotten the look...

... of his face.

We have forgotten...

... the sound of his voice.

But we never forget...

... a smell.

Your blood betrays you, Your Highness.

Your Highness.

My brothers...

... at long, long last,

the mankind have returned.

They're uglier than I remember.

And among them...

... comes the blood...

... of our jailer...

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