The Black Cauldron Page #4

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- [Horned King Screaming]

-Come on, Hen!

- [Hissing]

After them!

Get them! After them!

- [Henchmen Shouting]

- [Chains Clanking]

[Squawking, Gasping]

- [Creeper Laughing]

- [Butcher Grunts]

- [Taran Gasps]

-Gotcha, pig boy!

[Screaming]

[Henchmen Shouting]

The moat.

It's our only chance.

[Grunting]

Come on, Hen.

-[Henchmen Shouting]

- [Taran Grunting]

- [Squeals]

-[Taran] Swim, Hen! Swim!

- I'm coming! [Gasps]

- [Creeper Laughing]

Gotcha, pig boy!

I caught him, Your Majesty!

I caught the boy.

But you let the pig go,

didnt you ?

It wasn't my fault.

[Laughs]

[Gasping]

Throw the boy into the dungeon!

[Henchmen Chuckling]

[Door Slams]

[Dallben's Voice] You must make sure

he never uses Hen Wen...

to find the Black Cauldron.

[Taran's Voice] I won't

fail you, Dallben.

Look at me, Hen!

I can do it!

[Echoing]

I can do it!

[Crying]

I can do it. I can do it.

[Continues Crying]

[Stone Moving]

[Taran Gasps]

Hmm, I thought

I heard a noise in here.

Oh! Was that you ?

-Yeah. Yes.

- You're being held

a prisoner, arent you?

-Yes.

-I'm being held against my will too.

[Gasps]

It lights up.

[Girl Giggles] Of course.

It's magic.

Oh, I hate this place.

I do hope

there arent any rats in here.

Not that I really mind them,

you know,

but they do jump out

atone so.

I'm Princess Eilonwy.

Are you a lord or a warrior?

No.

I'm an assistant pig keeper.

Oh, what a pity.

I was so hoping for someone

who could help me escape.

Oh, well, if you want

to come with me, you may.

-Can I ?

-Yes. I said you could.

Oh, that wicked,

wicked king.

You know he stole me. He thought

my bauble could tell him...

where some

old cauldron was.

That's what

he wanted my pig for.

[Eilonwy] Oh, yes. Your pig.

But my pig

can tell the future.

Ooh, how interesting.

[Giggles]

Well, youd better stay close

to me, or youll get lost.

[Rats Screeching]

[Hissing]

-Your bauble.

- It's always chasing those rats.

[Eilonwy Gasps] A burial chamber.

This could be the tomb of the great king

who built this castle...

before the Horned King

took it over.

[Gasping, Groaning]

[Coughing]

Are you all right?

[Sighs]

Well, come on, then.

Help me look around.

[Taran] He must have been

a great warrior.

[Gasps]

A sword.

[Gasps]

[Cart Approaching]

[Creeper Chuckling]

This will please him.

It's a good lot this time.

Hurry! In with it!

Finally,

he'll reward me for this.

[Chuckling, Grunting]

- [Panting]

- Don't stop, you weakling!

Put some muscle into it.

[Panting, Grunting]

Let's get out of here

before they come back.

[Gasps]

Where did you get that sword ?

- Back there.

-You mean--

Well, he's not going to use it.

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