Knightfall (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Find Us the Grail - full transcript

Today, we fight for the Grail.

Gawain!

The Grail! It is lost.

It's been 15 years.

Why are we still in Paris?
What are we waiting for?

I have to go.

In my absence,
you're in charge.

I want you to be Master.

King Philip

and Her Grace, Queen Joan!

Joan, you're the only woman
I've ever loved.



It is not
the job of the Templars

to put money in our coffers,
De Nogaret.

It is yours.

Take this sword to a knight
named Landry.

God's Kingdom
depends on it.

Where's his body?
At my house.

He should be laid
to rest here.

Bring him home.

Were you wounded
in the Holy Land?

What you see as a wound,
I see as a gift.

Godfrey sent us a message!

The Fleur-de-lis.

The Holy Grail
is in France.

Come here, Landry.
Don't be afraid.



He looks strange.

One day,
you will see my body,

and I will look strange,
too.

This is what
we have to accept.

Why didn't
the Templars run?

I saw
other soldiers run.

If we had run, Landry,

everyone in this city
would be dead.

Because we stayed,
they're safe for another day.

For a man of Faith,
death is not the end.

It's just a passing.

Like going through a door
to somewhere new.

And when I go through,

know that
I haven't gone far,

and that I'll waiting
for you...

...just on the other side.

Thank you for coming.

I am sorry.

Is there anything my
wife or I can do for you

in this time of mourning?

You're too kind.

The Temple
will find his killers,

and we will bring him home.

I have no doubt.

If the Royal Guard can assist,
do not hesitate to ask.

Your Grace.

My condolences on the death
of your Master.

I know you must be saddened.
I am saddened.

But I'm also hopeful.

Hopeful?

Something has happened.

Something extraordinary,

that could
change everything.

What on Earth
are you talking about?

Meet me tonight.

I can tell you.

With pleasure, sir.

If you will
grant me leave,

I need to return
to the Temple.

Then return
with our love and support.

Thank you.

We are receiving a most
important guest today.

Pope Boniface
is coming to Paris.

- Pope Boniface!
- Thank you, Father!

- Pray for me!
- Bless us, Holy Father.

Your Holiness!

Pray for us.

Your Holiness,

the Paris Temple
is honoured to receive you.

Sancti Apostoli,
Petrus et Paulus.

Landry.

I'm sorry about Godfrey.

He was like a son to me
and a father to you.

What do we know
of his killers?

Highwaymen.

A farm-boy tried to help him,
but it was too late.

Come.
Take me to your chapel.

So it's true.

The Holy Grail
is here in France.

But how
is this possible?

It was at the bottom
of the sea.

I saw the ship go down
with my own eyes.

And this is all we have,
this glass?

Did Godfrey ever say anything
about the Grail?

Any suggestion about
where he might be going,

where it might be?

Never.

Have you checked
his effects?

Not yet.

One of our best knights
has been dispatched

to bring him home.
Good.

Look carefully.

Check his person,
as well as his possessions.

Anything that could help.

After all these years,

the chance to reclaim

the Holiest relic
in all of Christendom.

The Cup that Jesus drank from
at the Last Supper.

And when we have it back,

we will launch a mission
to reclaim the Holy Land.

Until then,
say nothing of this.

Of course.
Good.

Come with me.

In accordance
with the Rule of the Order

of the Poor Fellow Soldiers
of Christ,

I claim Pope's privilege

in appointing
the Master of the Paris Temple.

I'm not ready.

You are ready.
Godfrey knew it.

It's why he chose you
above all others.

These are dark times,

and we need able men
to lead us back into the light.

Landry Du Lauzon,
your sword.

Kneel, my son.

Where were you first prepared
to lead the Temple?

In my heart.

And where was
that heart tested?

On the field of battle.

By the Grace of God,

rise,
Master of the Temple.

Rise,
Master of the Temple.

And find us the Grail.

I don't take kindly.
This is sacrilege, you know.

I don't take kindly
at all.

You should let him rest in peace.
I'm sorry.

I have orders
to bring Godfrey home.

A Master must always be
laid to rest in the Temple.

Father.

Isabella.

Come. Look at you.

A little girl one minute,
and now...

You will make
a beautiful wife.

I've received this.

An overture.

Prince Lluis
of Catalonia.

I know
you're interested.

It's true!

I would be
Queen of Catalonia.

An alliance with Catalonia
could be interesting.

But let's not forget England.

An alliance in that direction
could solve many problems,

not least the English King's
thirst for war.

And I hear good things

bout his son, Prince Edward. No!

I want to marry Lluis. It is not
simply a question of what...

We've been exchanging letters!
Damn you, girl! Enough!

You are still a child.

Trust me,
and your mother.

Your Grace.

We will choose carefully.

Come in.

A message from Gawain.

It's bad.

Godfrey's body's gone.

His grave's been dug up.

Somebody's stolen it.

This is not
simply highwaymen.

This is about the Grail.

We must find these men
and Godfrey.

Prepare the horses.
Leave it to me.

The last time a Temple Master
rode out of these walls,

he was killed.

How well do you know me?

This is a mistake.

But it's my mistake to make.

Lord, take this
gentle soul into Heaven.

Grant our sister Marie
Your mercy

and receive her
into Your kingdom...

They tortured her
before they murdered her.

I won't rest until I've done
the same to them.

Leave it to God.

His justice
will find them.

Well, not if
I find them first.

O0 C1 The Pope would not come rushing
to Paris just to bury Godfrey. Joan!

The Pope and the Templars
are our allies.

Why do you always imagine

conspiracies and plots?

Your Grace,
in the last 100 years,

the Templars,
the Pope's personal army,

have unseated
three kings...

Portugal, Cyprus,
and Germany.

All the more reason
to keep them friendly.

Let's remember
our real enemies... Flanders...

and think how we can prevent
war with England.

You know the solution.

The English Ambassador
is here.

Confirm that we will give
Isabella's hand

to their Prince Edward,

and it will bring peace
to France.

So would an alliance
with Catalonia.

Their Prince Lluis
is eminently suitable.

He and Isabella have been
writing letters of courtship.

At least hear
their ambassador out.

From the great Kingdom

South of the Pyrenees,

Rodrigo,
Emissary of Catalonia.

Catalonia presents France

with treasures
from both East and West.

Silk from the exotic lands
beyond Persia,

and from our Island provinces,
gold and spices.

And the English ambassador,

Robert, Earl of Oxford.

Sire, Madame.

I see our friends
from Catalonia

have brought you
baubles and trinkets.

King Edward and England

bring you something
far more valuable...

Gascony.

And with it,
lasting peace.

So considerate of England
to offer us

what is
rightfully ours.

And from what I hear,

the Prince would much prefer
one of our sons.

My lady, think of Isabella
to be Princess of France

and Queen of England.

Both is to be
Queen of the World.

My lawyer wants England.

My Queen wants Catalonia.

I shall take the sudden arrival
of our friend Boniface

as a sign from God

and take his advice.

You'll consult
the Pope?

Mm.

What are you doing?

They took the north road.

There's two things that way...

the Dead Lake
and the old Abbey at Mortremer.

And you're
going after them?

On your own
with farm tools?

You'll die
within the day.

They killed my Marie!

And they killed our Master.

Now, I've sent for knights
who are on their way.

You going after them now
will not only get you killed,

it will warn them
we're coming.

Please,
I have to do something.

You saw
what they did to her.

God and the Temple
will avenge her.

I promise you that.

Now, go inside.
And wait.

Thank you
for meeting with us

at such short notice,
Your Holiness.

Don't mention it,
my dear.

You look as radiant
and beautiful as ever.

I hear there may be a wedding
in the offing?

Isabella!

Look at you.
You look like a queen already.

Well, I'm hoping to be
Queen of Catalonia.

This is why
we wanted your wisdom...

to shed light on her love,

just as you did on ours
so long ago.

There is Catalonia,
but there is also England.

You want me
to adjudicate?

God grant me the wisdom

to make a match
as successful as yours.

If I might have a word,
Your Holiness?

Found God yet,
De Nogaret?

Not yet, Your Holiness,

despite looking in
all the usual places.

You have a momentous decision
before you.

I wanted to offer
my counsel.

The Almighty is my counsel,
De Nogaret.

Should any
legal quandaries arise,

I'll be sure to summon you
from your ink pots.

The Grail is here?
Well, where?

We don't know.

But we need to find Godfrey
and these highwaymen.

Why would they take
Godfrey's body?

That's what
we're here to find out.

Bring the boy.

He's mad with grief.
Yes,

but he's the only one
who's seen Godfrey's killer.

Parsifal!

Lad.

Hyah! Move!

Hyah! Hyah!

Parsifal!

If he gets there first,
they'll know we're coming.

Come on! Quickly!

You run on ahead.

Gawain and I will catch up.

Did you see that?

You'd think our new Master
was injured saving me.

Let me see that leg.

I can fight
my own battles!

This isn't just
your fight!

Now, I understand
your anger,

but do you know what
revenge will do for you?

Nothing. Neither glory
nor an end to your pain.

What do you know
about my pain?

Boy, wait!

Now, you lost the woman
who would have been your wife.

I lost the man who might as well
have been my father.

That's his horse,
the one we're looking for!

He's here!

Then we wait
for Tancrede and Gawain.

Yeah, well, if we wait,
they might get away.

I know a way in.
I know the monks!

Parsifal, wait!

O0 C1

What are you doing here,
lad?

I'm looking for the bastard
who shoots a whale crossbow.

Right place.

Too bad you'll never
get to meet him.

And that's why
I told you to wait.

I was too young
to know what love was.

I remember.
You were... 12?

11.

Holiness, Isabella deserves
what I could never have...

a marriage of love.

The English match
would bring her only misery.

Believe me, I know.

If you have felt misery,

consider what that misery
has made you...

the woman you are now.

A Queen,
radiant and strong.

A leader of people.

I'm sorry, Father.

I'm not strong.

I'm weak.

I sin.

I sin with...

Shh. Enough.

Don't fret.

You'll get what you want.

Et ego Te absolve
a peccatis tuis

in nominee Patris et Filii
et Spiritus Sancti.

And, Joan, please.

Don't talk like that again,
not even in confession.

Love, in your position...
it must not be spoken of.

My lady.

Forgive me.

Have you come
to confess your sins?

No, most Holy One.
That could take all year.

The King wishes to know

whether you'll be ready
at this evening's banquet

to announce
Isabella's future husband.

I was about to pray for guidance
on that very matter.

Well,
I did offer my services.

The Lord,
or De Nogaret?

Let's see...

You don't have to be
God Almighty

to know
where your interests lie.

My interests are purely

what's best
for Princess Isabella.

Your honeyed words
may impress the pious,

but please don't insult
my intelligence.

We both know
joining Catalonia with France

would benefit you.

Consolidate your power,
your... Holy Empire.

Of course.

Any Pope
would favour a continent

united under
the one true God.

But a marriage
is between three people...

the husband, the wife,
and the Lord.

And it is not
for a man like me,

and certainly not for a man
like you to intervene.

So you do favour Catalonia?

I said nothing of the kind.

And yet, the eloquence with
which you say that nothing.

Where's the knight?
What knight?

The dead knight!

Downstairs.

Why did you take his body?

I was just following orders.

Whose orders?

His name's Roland.

It's him
with the crossbow.

And you were there when that
bastard killed my Marie?

I told him to leave her be,
but he said no witnesses.

I couldn't stop him!

That's the truth.

On my life,
I swear it!

Where's Roland now?

I don't know.

Liar!

Well, now he can't tell you
where Roland is.

Come on.

We'll find him.

But from now on,
you do as I say.

You understand?

Yes.
Good.

Hear you're having
a party.

Can anyone come, or do
you have to be the Pope?

I was rather hoping
the Pope wouldn't make it.

The Pope?

He'll be meeting the people
on the street before he comes.

Glad-handing the lost
and incredulous.

I thought you might take the
opportunity to "kiss his ring."

No.

That's too dangerous.

Danger has
its compensations.

What like?
There is a house...

There is a house
by the lake at La Riche.

I wanted it for myself.

A house?
Do this for me,

and it will be yours.

I'd never be able
to work again.

I'd need more than a house.

I'd need a pension.

I thought
you would say that.

This purse,
twelve times a year,

and my protection
for as long as you live.

Provided that the Pope
does not make it to the Palace.

Let's get
this out of the way.

Roland wants the body
prepped.

What are they doing to him?
That's desecration.

- Do we want to wait for Roland?
- No.

He's upstairs writing
love letters with the Abbot.

Just get on with it.

Parsifal!

No, he's upstairs!

You Templars haven't
dirtied your pretty dresses

for 15 years.

These men taste blood
every week.

Well, maybe they're not
as thirsty for it as I am.

Pick him apart, lads.

- He's mine!
- Pick him apart!

Read it.

"I have the Templar's body."

I will carry out the procedure
and meet as planned.

"Signed, 4."

Thank you.

Send it quick.

He's waiting to hear.

Thank you for your assistance,
Father Abbot.

You bastard!

Should have stayed
on the farm, boy.

No witnesses.

Agh!

Aah!

Parsifal, isn't it?

You know how I know?

Because she called your name.

"Parsifal! Parsifal!"

Let me tell you
something about your girl, Parsi,

I've had sweeter,
but I haven't had better.

Landry!

Oh, it's about time.

Keep it tight!

Tighter! Tighter!
Together!

Gawain!

Come on.
Let me help you. No!

Come on, lad.
There's nobody left.

Come on.

He raped her,
so I killed him.

I know.

It's time to go.

Am I disturbing you,
Uncle?

You don't have to be
so meek.

You've always been Uncle.

You're a woman now.

You understand that.

My father does not.

You saw it yourself,
he treats me like a child.

He's...

Can I ask you something?

You know some men
can be kind one moment,

and the next,
you see another side to them...

Well, what if Prince Lluis
is like that, too?

He seems so loving
in his letters, but...

Hm.

Every man has two sides.

The man he wants to be,

and the man he really is.

Even a man
who knows himself well,

who knows
his own dark thoughts,

can surprise himself
with what he's capable of.

I don't want to marry
a man like that.

Whoever you marry,
I will see to it

that you are one of Europe's
most powerful queens.

No man will dare
mistreat you.

Thank you.

Don't laugh,
but when I was a girl,

I used to dream
of being your wife.

O0 C1

Your Grace is most wise.

This banquet,
these distractions

will allow the losing
representatives to save face.

If His Holiness ever appears
to render his decision.

You gave him
the invitation?

Personally.

Then where is he?

Perhaps we should send
someone to find him.

I'm a little concerned.

It's not like the Pope
to be late.

His Holiness, Pope Boniface!

Forgive my tardiness,
Your Grace, my lady.

God's will be done.

My dear Oxford,

I know I speak for the King
when I say

that it has been a great honor
to have the English

as our guests in Paris.

But, by the Grace of God,

and in humble articulation
of His will through me

as His servant
and Christ's Vicar on Earth,

I have decided
that the Princess

will marry...

Prince Lluis of Catalonia.

And so it shall be!

To express our joy and gratitude
on this day,

Queen Elena and her family
would like to give a small token

of their enduring
allegiance of love.

Mother, thank you so much
for this engagement!

I'm the luckiest person
in the world!

I'm glad
you got your wish!

She's as happy
as I've ever seen her.

I remember you could be
giddy like that at her age.

You made our daughter
very happy today.

I hope I made you happy,
as well.

Will you join me
in my chamber?

I appreciate
the invitation,

but tonight,
I will take a mother's liberty

and begin the wedding
preparations with our daughter.

I know that
over the years

the weight of the crown
has made my mood...

sour sometimes.

You've felt that,
and I am sorry,

but please,
tell me there's hope for us.

Of course.

You're my husband.

And my King.

No visitors, Nicholas.

I am indisposed
until further notice.

But, sir,
the ambassador...

Counselor,
I didn't want you to think

that we had forgotten you.

I appreciate that Catalonia

was not the union
you were hoping for.

But I hope this token
will remind you

that Catalonia
can be a powerful ally.

Open the gates!

You can sleep here tonight.

Thank you.
I'll be gone by the morning.

And where will you go?

Do you have family?

Marie was my family.

Maybe it's time
you found a new home.

A new family.

Join us.

Join the Templars.

Me? I'm... I'm not fit
to wear the cross.

You saw what I did today.

You wanted revenge.

No one's going to
blame you for that.

Yeah, and you were right...

I don't feel any better,

and it didn't
bring her back.

Roland is still alive.

She's still dead.

For a man of Faith,

we believe that death
is not the end.

It's a passing.

And when it's your turn,

she'll be there waiting for you
on the other side.

But until then,

there's a place for you here
with us if you want it.

Get some sleep.

How is the lad?

He'll survive.

It's you
I'm worried about.

Me? Why?

Do I need to say it,
brother?

If it's about
today's combat,

my leg was a little stiff,
nothing more.

Next time,
I'll be careful...

There won't be
a next time.

I can still fight.

Your leg
has become a hindrance,

and so have you.

Gawain,
you know it's true.

So that's it?

Put the Temple's finest
swordsman out to pasture?

No. No.

Who better than
the Temple's finest swordsman

to train the initiates?

What?

You want me
to train children?

Future knights.

Damn you, Landry.

As Temple Master,

I have a responsibility
to all our brothers.

If you cannot
hold your own...

I hurt my leg
protecting you!

Have you forgotten?

How can I forget?

You never stop
reminding me!

Look,
I'll always be grateful.

And I'll always be sorry

I didn't let you die
on the docks at Acre.

O0 C1

The Siege of Damascus.

See the little figure
behind the knight's shield,

playing the flute?

Imagine making music

surrounded by
all that mayhem.

Marvellous, isn't it?

Some would say they see

merely the senseless
slaughter of thousands

in the name of God.

Careful, De Nogaret,

that sounds dangerously close
to heresy.

We live in
dangerous times.

I received
a most interesting present

from the Catalan Ambassador.

Olives?

No.

A man's head in a box.

How dreadful.

I'll pray for his soul.

I've always condemned
such violence,

even towards one
who wanted to kill me.

Why should anyone
want to kill you?

Some see me as a threat
towards their own machinations.

Are you a threat?

To those who would act
against God and his church,

yes, I could be considered
a fearsome enemy.

Why did you really come to Paris?
Excuse me?

I know you say that you came
to mourn Godfrey,

but Templars die
all over Europe.

I don't see you paying respects
to all of them.

The King and Queen
wanted...

The King and Queen
sought your counsel

after they heard
you had arrived in Paris.

Wicked men always see
wickedness in others.

Yes.

I am a wicked man,

but I serve
the King and France.

And I believe
you are dangerous to both.

One way or the other,
I will find out the truth.

Watch it.

Ooh. Hello.

Where are you off to
at this hour?

I need to attend something
in the city.

Well,
it will have to wait.

Draper's calling.
It's about Godfrey.

Tell him I need to think.

Whatever it is,
it can wait till morning.

I always thought
that I would serve Godfrey

and then follow
in his footsteps.

Now, I never thought
that was something you wanted.

I'm still not sure
it is.

But it is my duty.

When I said you were making
a mistake earlier...

You've always been
headstrong.

You're preaching,
brother.

No, I've been thinking.

Perhaps "headstrong"

is what we're going to need
in the time to come.

Master.

I'll tell Draper
that you can't see him

until the morning.

No.

If a brother's calling,
I should answer.

Brother Gawain.

No.

I would never have expected
to see a Templar in here.

Hm. Thank you.

Don't your vows forbid
drinking in a public place?

Let me worry
about my vows.

Despite the King's fondness
for your new Master,

I've always believed you
were the true hero of Acre.

Your bravery
during that tragic loss

echoes throughout
the Palace halls.

That's all in the past.

Heroism should never be
forgotten.

I suppose.

Perhaps your brothers

do not always
appreciate that.

Perhaps you should find
someone who does.

There is a place

for the bravest
and most heroic Templar

within the King's guard.

We have armies,
but no generals of your stature.

I don't want armies
or stature.

What do you want?

To be the man I once was.

Then let me help you.

The King has the finest doctors
in all the land.

And in return?

Well...

Occasionally, I may need
some information.

I would never tell you anything

that would hurt a brother.

Of course,
nor would I ask you to.

But tell me something
about the Pope.

He's in Paris
for an undisclosed reason.

I know that.

Just tell me what it is.

Only say the word,
and you shall be healed.

I have examined
everything we had...

his clothing, inside and out,
his belt, his boots.

Nothing.

Perhaps that is why
the highwaymen

wanted to cut him open.

In the Holy Land,
in the face of the enemy,

Crusaders were known
to swallow messages, codes...

We must check inside him.

No.

Because then we are
no better than them.

Can we not leave him
in peace?

If there is something there,

we can be sure that Godfrey
wanted us to find it.

What do you know
about the Holy Grail?

A key?

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