The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe Page #6

- But we really have to go.

- No, you can't just leave!

He's right.

We have to help Mr. Tumnus.

It's out of our hands.

I'm sorry,

but it's time the four of us

were getting home. Ed?

Ed?

- I'm gonna kill him.

- You may not have to.

Has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?

Hurry!

- Edmund!

- Shh! They'll hear you!

No!

- Get off!

- You're playing into her hands.

- We can't just let him go!

- He's our brother!

He's the bait!

The Witch wants all four of you!

- Why?

- To stop the prophecy from coming true.

To kill you!

- This is all your fault.

- My fault?

None of this would have happened

if you had listened to me!

- You knew this would happen.

- I didn't know what would happen.

Which is why we should

have left while we could!

Stop it!

- This isn't going to help Edmund.

- She's right.

Only Aslan can help your brother now.

Then take us to him.

Be still, stranger,

or you'll never move again.

- Who are you?

- I'm Edmund!

I met the Queen in the woods!

She told me to come back here!

I'm a Son of Adam!

Hmm. My apologies,

fortunate favorite of the queen.

Or else, not so fortunate.

Right this way.

Wait here.

Like it?

Uh... Yes, Your Majesty.

I thought you might.

Tell me, Edmund...

Are your sisters deaf?

No.

And your brother, is he...

...unintelligent?

Well, I think so.

But Mum says...

Then how dare you come alone?!

- I tried!

- Edmund, I asked so little of you.

- They just don't listen to me!

- You couldn't even do that.

I did bring them halfway.

They're at the little house at the dam

with the Beavers.

Well.

I suppose you're not

a total loss then, are you?

Well, I was wondering,

could I maybe have some more

Turkish delight now?

Our guest is hungry.

This way for your num-nums.

Maugrim?

You know what to do.

Hurry, Mother! They're after us!

- Oh, right then.

- What's she doing?

Oh, you'll be thanking me later.

It's a long journey and Beaver

gets pretty cranky when he's hungry.

I'm cranky now!

Take them.

- Do you think we'll need jam?

- Only if the Witch serves toast.

Hurry.

Badger and me dug this.

Comes out right near his place.

You told me

it led to your mum's!

Lucy!

They're in the tunnel.

- Quick! This way.

- Hurry!

- Run!

- Quick! Quick! Quick!

You should have brought a map!

There wasn't room next to the jam.

Come on, Lucy!

I'm so sorry, dear.

He was my best mate.

What happened here?

This is what becomes

of those who cross the Witch.

You take one more step, traitor,

and I'll chew you to splinters!

Relax. I'm one of the good guys.

Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot

like one of the bad ones.

An unfortunate family resemblance.

But we can argue breeding later.

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