This is a story|of the past...
...and the future.
We will come to the future,|but first, the past.
Here we have|the Earl of Warwick.
...that he is not enroute|to a good deed.
Do you wish to live, old witch?
You have committed|grave crimes...
...against God and your king,|have you not?
Have mercy, my lord.|Silence.
The Frenchman|Count Thibault of Malfete...
...shall wed Lady Rosalind,|the daughter of our king.
I desire that woman.
I alone am fit to take her hand.
And her castle, lands,|the riches that are her dowry.
Thou art not as stupid|as thou art hideous, old hag.
...awaits the sorceress|who doth my bidding.
Not so fast.
Does thou find|proof enough in this?
That will do!
Take it, witch!
Was that proof enough,|my lord?
Come to the king's castle|tomorrow night...
...and carry out my plan.
If you fail...|you will be burned.
Our hero, of course,|knew none of this.
He was safely|in his entourage...
...traveling, he thought,|to his wedding.
Here he is...|the Count of Malfete.
He is also a duke,|a baron, and a lord.
...which inconvenience|a knight...
...the permanent presence|of his sisters...
...his mother and father...
...and, as all knights|must endure...
...an idiot servant, Andre...
...whose smell|made people faint...
...a considerable achievement...
...among a population|who never bathed.
The duke, or Thibault...
The long-awaited day|of his marriage...
...had come at last.
What have we got here?
Another lot of|bloody royal bastards?
Must be that French duke...
...come to marry|the king's daughter.
Mind the forest!
There be dragons|who'll make dinner...
...from your bones in there!
The forest... it is haunted!
Thank you, master.
With every step...
...for rare was the journey|in which Thibault...
...did not have to stop|and rescue someone.
This was no exception.
For like his ancestors...
A woman in distress!
The only one he knew.
Courage was more than a duty.
Courage was his creed.
Andre!|Join your master!
Sire! Behind you!
Courage is our creed!
He was invincible.
Except he was not invincible...
For this would be|his last victory...
...in this millennium.
I hear a rumor...
...thou art marrying tomorrow,|my lord.
I have heard this rumor.
I have also heard...
...the bride is the most beautiful|in all of England.
But it is not true.
It is not?|No.
Am I not the most|beautiful bride...
...in all of England?
The most beautiful bride...
...in all the world.
Wear this for me, Thibault.
Thou shalt not|disgrace thyself...
...before the wedding.
I must hide|and dress for the banquet.
Ooh ooh ohh!
Silence,|you impudent peasant.
Show respect|to your future mistress.
Ah! Thank you, my lord.
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