Synopsis: Hal Tara is the son of The Kahro of the city of Hebalon and heir to the throne. When The Kahro kills himself, Hal is chosen to taken his place to rule Hebalon. But the discovery of The Kahro's suicide letter, that his father's death was no suicide, and was conducted by rivals of the city known as The Zeriths, Hal disguising himself as a commoner leaves the city and sets out to find the Zeriths and avenge his father. But Nezo, The Kahro's evil advisor who discovered the Kahro's body sends a warrior known as Erito to join Hal and to kill him. Entering the Zerith's camp, unaware of his identity, Hal falls in love with Zita, a Zerith female warrior, unaware Nezo has evil schemes to take over ruler ship of the city and Erito's wife Eike and Hal's sister Jhinna have uncovered his evil plot.
Production: SF Film A/S
  3 wins & 3 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
91 min

Leave me.

Hal, my son,

when you read this letter I shall be dead.

I leave you the throne of Hebalon.

You have not yet been to war

and been part of the evil

that has darkened our lives for centuries,

the ancient hatred between us

and the Zeriths,

in which I myself played such a large part.

I cannot forgive myself.

I wish to die, Hal.

Do what I could not.

create peace and justice

between ourselves and the Zeriths.

But beware of Nezo, my wicked brother,

and his treacherous henchman Ghrak.

As for your sister,

do not let her leave your side.

Guard her more closely than your life.

My son, it is time now

that I cut my head-string

and end my life.

A life that has taken so much,

but given so little.

"My wicked brother..."

You get a mention too, Ghrak.

What an honour, Nezo.

This is our chance.

So you think that death will set you free,

dear brother?

It won't be that easy.

Your miserable suicide

will be our little secret.

So, what shall we tell your beloved son?

We'll tell him, that this night

the Zeriths have murdered his father.

No, not just the Zeriths, but Sahro,

their brutal and much-feared leader.

You see, dear brother?

You and I are bound together.

And you will be the one

to rule Hebalon.

Not your spoilt, gilded, self-obsessed,

arrogant and childish son.

Let us fetch the golden boy.

It's time for him to be off

and avenge his father's death.

Hal Tara,

you pitiful wretch,

what is yours shall be mine.

Have I not waited long and patiently.

I have lived in your shadow like trash.

Like the dirt you tread

on with gilded feet.


Erito! What are you doing here?

You have to come with me...

It's your father.

My father? What has happened?


Hal! The Zeriths have murdered

our father.

Look. their mark.


They have cut him down, all of him.

Not one of his strings is left.


The Kharo is dead.

Close the gates, seal all exits.

Hebalon has asked for peace,

but Sahro and his fanatical

horde of Zeriths

have sent us a clear message.

There will be no peace.

No one can feel safe now.

Tell the people to stay indoors!

Hebalon is at war!

Mother, I'm stuck! I can't get down!

Come on. That's it. This way.

Hal Tara, this is ridiculous!

Keep the mask on! You're Sahro!

Come on!

This mask doesn't make me Sahro,

and it doesn't make you a mighty warrior.

Hal. Stop.

Listen to me!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

If I had really been Sahro, you wouldn't

just have lost your hand, there.

You'd have lost your head-string.

I almost had you.

This is serious business, Hal.

You're the Kharo's son, not a warrior.

I am a General.

Let my men take care of the Zeriths.

Stay here, Hal.

You're going to be the Kharo.

Dream on, Erito. You wooden head.

Hal, my son,

when you read this letter I shall be dead.


What is happened?

- Nothing.

- But your hand?

Mind your own business.

Erito will take care of it.

Attention, you lot!

You're in luck, Sir, we've got pretty much

everything in stock right now.

Hands, feet, good strong knees,

sturdy thighs.

Stand still for the General!

We found this one up North

of the Nordessa Forest.

Good climate up there,

so he ain't got no rot on him.

What d'you need?

- A hand.

- Who for?

- Hal Tara.

- Oh well, take a look at this one, then.

Pure oak that is, last a lifetime.

Ready for painting, Haven't seen hands

good as that in a long while.

I'll take it.

The whole world wounds with you,

my children.

The unthinkable has happened,

and a great disaster has overtaken us.

Lie still, will you?

We have searched the entire city.

Rate this script:(0.00 / 0 votes)

Naja Marie Aidt

Naja Marie Aidt (born 24 December 1963) is a Danish language poet and writer. She was born in Aasiaat, Greenland, and was brought up partly in Greenland and partly in the Vesterbro area of Copenhagen. In 1991, she published her first book of poetry, Så længe jeg er ung (While I'm Still Young). Since 1993, she has been a full-time writer. In 1994, Naja Marie Aidt was awarded the Danish Fund for the Endowment of the Arts 3-year bursary. In 2008. she moved to Brooklyn, New York City. Aidt won the Nordic Council's Literature Prize in 2008, for her short stories collection Bavian (Baboon, 2006). Bavian also earned her the Danish Kritikerprisen for 2007. more…

All Naja Marie Aidt scripts | Naja Marie Aidt Scripts

FAVORITE (0 fans)

Submitted on August 05, 2018


Translate and read this script in other languages:

Select another language:

  • - Select -
  • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
  • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
  • Español (Spanish)
  • Esperanto (Esperanto)
  • 日本語 (Japanese)
  • Português (Portuguese)
  • Deutsch (German)
  • العربية (Arabic)
  • Français (French)
  • Русский (Russian)
  • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
  • 한국어 (Korean)
  • עברית (Hebrew)
  • Українська (Ukrainian)
  • اردو (Urdu)
  • Magyar (Hungarian)
  • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
  • Indonesia (Indonesian)
  • Italiano (Italian)
  • தமிழ் (Tamil)
  • Türkçe (Turkish)
  • తెలుగు (Telugu)
  • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
  • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
  • Čeština (Czech)
  • Polski (Polish)
  • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
  • Românește (Romanian)
  • Nederlands (Dutch)
  • Ελληνικά (Greek)
  • Latinum (Latin)
  • Svenska (Swedish)
  • Dansk (Danish)
  • Suomi (Finnish)
  • فارسی (Persian)
  • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
  • հայերեն (Armenian)
  • Norsk (Norwegian)
  • English (English)

Discuss this Strings script with the community:


Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:


"Strings" STANDS4 LLC, 2020. Web. 11 Jul 2020. <>.

We need you!

Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

The Marketplace:

Sell your Script !

Get listed in the most prominent screenplays collection on the web!

The Studio:

ScreenWriting Tool

Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.

Thanks for your vote! We truly appreciate your support.