Sword Of The Valiant: The Legend Of Sir Gawain And The Green Knight
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- 1984
- 102 min
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Hey, Gawain, the king's armor.
That's the last
that I shall ever make.
The last that
he shall ever wear.
Squires.
The more sumptuous the feast,
the more it turns my stomach.
Take it away. Take it all away!
Away!
Each yuletide, we celebrate
the thickening of our bellies...
and the softening
of our muscles.
Has your valor fled entirely
Is this the court
whose knights...
were feared
throughout Christendom?
I'm bored.
Bored with you all!
No!
We'll have no feasting yet.
We've drowned our knighthood
in too much wine.
Not one drop more!
Not a morsel of bread,
until even one of you...
proves that he's worthy
of his spurs.
What's that?
to mark this year?
What tales of valor,
what deeds of arms...
enhance this crown
that sits upon my head?
The old year
limps to its grave, ashamed.
I shall have some proof
tonight...
that knightliness still lives
within these walls!
Strange indeed.
Strangers are welcome
in this place...
but they must leave
their insolence at the door.
And their horses.
I come in peace, great king.
All I seek is good sport.
By the look of you,
you haven't come here...
to bob for apples. No.
My wager is
you play a deadly game.
Ah, the king is wise.
The game I bring is more
in keeping with the season.
The year is old...
Our knights do lack for sport.
What is the game?
My axe.
Feel it.
Go on, feel it.
Sharp, isn't it?
As sharp as your appetite, sir?
The east wind is not its equal.
Heavy.
Is it as heavy
as your conscience, sir?
Certainly truer
than the ladies of this court.
Sirs,
I offer you my only weapon.
before you all, my neck bare.
My challenge is simple.
Let any man among you
worthy of the deed...
take up my axe and hack the head
from off my shoulders.
Fear not, brave knights.
I shall not move, nor flinch...
nor seek to defend myself
in any way.
I am ready for the blow.
But...
one blow, and no more.
And I have but one demand.
Afterwards,
if the power is left to me...
I have the right to return
the blow in like manner.
If the power be left to him?
Oh, come.
The sport is simple.
A cut for a cut...
and yours to be the first.
Who's going to deal me my blow?
Who's the jolly gambler
to play my game?
Who shall lay his pride...
his prowess...
his courage...
on the line of my neck?
Come, great knights!
Champion your king!
Come on, gentlemen, I'm waiting.
My neck grows cold.
I can remember a time...
when I would have had
a hundred knights...
begging the honor
to be my champion.
Have we slipped so far?
Well, so be it.
If death is your resolve
with this mad jest...
then, by heaven,
you shall have it.
The king himself
shall do the deed.
And may God have mercy
on your soul when it is done.
My liege!
Gawain!
My liege, give me the axe.
Let the cut be mine.
Silence! Peace.
I will have silence.
I see my earlier words
now sadly proved.
A humble squire
has set the seal on your shame.
Let him be squire no longer...
but my only true knight.
He is called Gawain, sire.
Arise a knight, Sir Gawain.
Now the challenge is accepted.
Strike well, Gawain,
you have but one blow.
Make it pay.
Your own neck would feel
the weight of any second.
The king speaks true.
Sir knight...
it may be too late,
once I've dealt my blow...
for you to tell us
your name and your home.
Such bold words.
You know of me
all you have need to know.
Lay on.
Let the game begin.
Body.
Come to me, my body.
These young eyes have seen
nothing of the world yet.
Shall I snuff out their light?
Shall these young lips grow cold
before they have tasted life...
or touched a woman's cheek?
No, Gawain.
You shall not die yet
to defend their lack of courage.
I came to challenge a man,
not a beardless boy.
I give you a year's grace
to grow your beard.
Twelve sweet, short months
of life to do with as you will.
But when the seasons
have come full circle...
we shall meet again, and
you shall pay your debt to me.
Is there no hope for me
beyond this?
Must I spend the year
awaiting death at your hand?
Only fools and priests
do squander life...
with thoughts of death.
So you would hope to cheat
your fate, Gawain, hmm?
Especially the young.
I'll give you a riddle.
Mark it well, for if
by the time we meet again...
you have fully understood
every line...
your life
will be restored to you.
It has, uh, four lines.
Mark them all well.
Where life is emptiness,
gladness.
Where life is darkness, fire.
Where life is golden, sorrow.
Where life is lost, wisdom.
But how do I know
where to find you?
Never fear, Sir Gawain.
If you do not find me,
I will most assuredly find you.
Sir Gawain. My helmet.
You have restored honor
to this court.
May others take heart
from your example.
And may my own armor...
and the Lord,
protect you on your quest.
Let the feast begin!
I don't think I'm hungry.
Take your last look, Humphrey.
Now, there's just one thing
they forgot to tell me...
in my swift initiation
into knighthood.
Oh, yes?
How the hell do I relieve
myself in this tin suit?
What no lost knight
should be without.
Oh, you don't know
how happy I am to see that.
Anyway, which way do we go?
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