Robin Hood (2006–2009): Season 3, Episode 11 - The Enemy of My Enemy - full transcript

The gang is shocked when Robin announces that Gisborne is joining their fight against Isabella, but can their uneasy truce survive? Robin and Gisborne then travel to York to save their half-brother Archer from execution, and find that he has made a formidable enemy in the Sheriff of York.

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Isabella,

if I wanted to kill you,
you'd be already dead.

What do you want?

I want to know why you've done
a deal with the devil.

Why do you care?

The Prince... is evil.

It's not every day
a prince asks you to be Sheriff.

Especially if you're a woman.

- You'll be working with a traitor.
- No. I'm working for myself.

I intend to be the best Sheriff
Nottingham has ever seen.

And you'll see
for yourself tomorrow.

No.

It'll never work,
because the Prince will fall.

And you will fall...

- unless...
- What?

Unless you work with me,

keep me in the picture,
tell me the Prince's plans

and I'll protect you
when the King returns.

What if I don't want
to be your friend?

Then you'll find out
what it is to be my enemy.

Are you threatening me, Robin Hood?

I could destroy you
whenever I choose.

So what's stopping you?

Guards!

You think it over, Isabella.

The offer's open, but not for ever.

It's Robin Hood.
Well, sound the alarm!

Quick! Stop him! Guard the exit!

I swear...

Find Hood! I want every corner
of Nottingham searched!

Trouble, Isabella?

Guards!

You haven't seen anything yet!

- This should be interesting.
- Well, not that interesting.

What exactly are we doing here?

Robin thinks he can charm our new
Sheriff into working with outlaws.

Look, let's just see
what she's made of, shall we?

Well, it's not sugar and spice
and all things nice.

Meg Bennett...

the Sheriff's Court has heard
of your disobedience to your father...

and your refusal to accept
any suitors he chose for you.

Lady Sheriff, one was a drunken sot,
the second looked like a donkey,

the third was a halfwit
with the brains of a tree!

- You little wretch...
- Please!

And the fourth, you apparently
bribed to go back to York

with money you stole
from your father.

He was a mummy's boy!
What use is that?

Meg, tell the court why you acted
in such a deplorable fashion.

Because I won't accept anyone
telling me how to live my own life.

I don't want to marry! Men are so...

stupid!

Quiet!

I think England would be a much better
place, if women were in charge.

Dream on, girl.

- Untie her.
- What?

Thank you!

People of Nottingham...

... now maybe you can see
the kind of Sheriff I am.

And as I've set Meg here free,

I intend to set the whole
of Nottingham free...

to be a fairer...

more peaceful and prosperous
place for us all!

You are far too bright
to be locked up.

I think I need people
like you around me.

The last regime
was brutal and corrupt.

And in recognition of crimes
committed against the people,

my brother,

Guy of Gisborne,

shall be executed here
on Thursday at midday.

See? Maybe we can work with her.

Yeah... We'll see.

Bravo!

Isn't she marvellous?

How I've missed you.

My lovely wife!

Get off me.

I'm your new Sheriff.

Thornton at your service.

I'm sure you'll understand that my wife
now has me to care for, leaving me

to care for you.

Rest assured you are
in firm and capable hands.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

the little wife and I
have some catching up to do.

There'll be no deal with Thornton.

We should get going. The villagers
will be expecting a food drop.

I know. You go.

I need to stay here
and find out his next move.

Fine. I'm staying too.

No, it's all right, Much. You go.

- I'll stay.
- Go on.

You ran away! You deserted me!

I loved you, cared for you.

- We were so happy together.
- How can you say that?

Guards!

No!

Take him, he's attacking
your Sheriff!

That's enough, let her go.

{\Take him }To the dungeons!

Do you want Prince John to know
he has a criminal for a Sheriff?

- He appointed me. He trusts me.
- You abandoned your husband,

broke man's law and God's.

{\Now, }My men will ride to him at nightfall
if they receive no word of my safety.

Release me or it's over.

Let him go.

And now it's time
I taught you some respect.

Stop it, please!

If you promise not to hurt her,
I can make you rich.

- Away with her.
- It's true.

I know where gold coins are buried.
Handfuls and handfuls.

- Where?
- There's a mound...

near Dead Man's Crossing,
in the forest.

I think I know it.

If you've told a lie,

it'll be your last.

Lock her up.

Listen. I won't rest
until you're free.

Look at them, boys.

The ladies are getting
a little emotional.

You stay strong.

Get off me!

- Thornton's dangerous.
- For Isabella, maybe.

- No, for Nottingham, for everyone.
- Whereas your Isabella's an angel.

I just think we can work
together with her, unlike him.

- You are so wrong.
- I'm not wrong!

- Can't you see?
- See what?

Can't you see her
for what she really is?

Kate, why are you so angry with me?

Right... well...
I should probably go.

Get off me!

Let go!

I'll make you pay for this,
you rancid brutes!

Men! If I had my way,
they'd all disappear

in a puff of smoke and the world
would be a happier place.

What are you staring at?

I know you.

You're him, aren't you?
Isabella's brother?

- She's a friend of mine.
- Not that close, obviously.

Her nasty husband
did this to me, clever.

Thornton?

Is he here?

She's terrified of him.

She shouldn't have left him,
then, should she?

You always were a bit
pleased with yourself.

I saw you once.

The man in black on his black horse.

The big "I am".

Look at you now.

Dirty and miserable...

and small!

And now you're going to be executed.

By the look of it,
you might not be far behind.

I hope you go to hell!

I'm already there.

This is it.

Get going, then.

- You expect...
- Don't you understand?

Every time you cross me,
every little word or action,

you make it worse for yourself
when I get you on my own...

in a small, dark room.

Now go on.

Prove you love me.

Get digging.

If this is a wild goose chase,
I'll kill that girl.

Look.

Let me see.

You, get some more men.
You, what are you waiting for?

Get digging!

Well, come on, get on with it.

No, no, not there, you idiots!

- He really is a pig, isn't he?
- Yep.

At last there's something
you and Isabella agree on.

Listen...

- about what happened earlier...
- I know.

I'm sorry.

What for?

It's difficult. Isn't it?

Is it?

- Why, because of Isabella?
- No, not because...

It's just the way we live.

You know...

- and then there's Much.
- Much?

Right, you lot, I want the treasure
out of here by nightfall.

I'd best get the others.

What?

Just look after yourself.

Yeah.

Yeah, you too.

Just leave it, will you?

It hurts!

That's why they do it.
Deal with it.

- I'm thirsty.
- {\Well, then}Save your breath and stop whining.

Nasty piece of work, aren't you?

No wonder Isabella wants you dead.

- What did you do to her, anyway?
- Give me strength!

It's almost worth dying
to be spared your endless chatter.

Come on. You're here, I'm here.

What else are we going to do?

I found her a husband,
that's what I did.

Good price, too.

You sold her?! Your own sister?

It was her best chance in life. Not
my fault she went and made a mess of it.

Well, of course it is. All of it.
You sold her to a monster!

You stupid girl.
You know nothing about it.

I'm not "stupid girl".

I'm Meg.

And I'm still thirsty.

That stone around your neck.

Suck it.

It'll make your mouth water.

Burial mound.
Danish, by the look of it.

They placed curses on horses' heads
to ward off intruders.

What are you doing?

Get a grip.
It's just a horse's head.

Golden bridle. Nice.

I'd say that's a chief's.

It's the treasure. They bury it with
them for the long journey to Valhalla.

Where is that?
It's near Norwich, isn't it?

No, Allan, Valhalla
is Norse for heaven.

My beautiful wife.

What's going on
in that pretty little head of yours?

Nothing at all.

Just the way you like it.

What have you taken?

Steal from me, would you?

He was just looking!

Let that be a lesson to you all!

Now get the cart!

The sooner the gold's back
in Nottingham, the better.

Right. We get rid of him.

Let's take his gold first.

And make Isabella Sheriff again?

Sheriff! We'll have a donkey
for Archbishop next.

Kate, I want you to stay and watch
the hoard. Much, you too.

The rest of you come with me.
Come on.

Hey, you, stop there! Stop.

Stop, I say!

You're on my land.

Well, you pay me a toll,
I guess we might forget about it.

That's not very nice, now, is it?

Are you scared?

What of?

"What of?"

Your date with the executioner.

Do I look scared?

Actually, no.

Terrible, yes. One out of ten
for personal appearance,

but not frightened.

I'm almost impressed.

It's as if you've got
a clear conscience.

Well, why shouldn't I have?

Because of all the awful things
you've done in your life.

I mean, no one...

actually seems sorry that you're
on the way out, do they?

Does that not make you sad?

I can't help
what people think of me.

What's done is done.

And if I am to die, then so be it.

Is your life really that empty that you
don't care whether you live or die?

I'm starving.

Here.

Keep your strength up.

There must be some good in you yet.

You don't know me.

Besides,

I thought you hated men.

I do.

I do.

Start loading the gold now
onto the cart!

- Much!
- What?

Can I talk to you about something?

I really like Robin.

And I think he likes me.

But he won't let anything happen,
maybe because of you.

Would you talk to him for me?

Tell him that we're just friends?

Yeah,

of course.

Thanks.

Right. We're almost ready.

Much, when the cart's ready,
I want you to get it out of there.

All right? Good luck.

Thanks, my friend.

I shall enjoy spending
your ill-gotten gains!

Be careful. Might come back
to haunt you.

You're the one who's living
a nightmare, precious.

That's it. We're done.

Start loading!

Right, let's get it loaded.

Isn't this my lucky day?

My first day as Sheriff
and untold riches fall into my lap!

Luck can easily change.

Right, let's go...

This hoard isn't yours to take,
Thornton.

And who's going to stop me?

Robin Hood!

Isabella, I haven't finished
with you yet!

Get back!

You lot, with me. The rest,
get the cart out of here!

Much, the cart!

I really like Robin...

and I think he likes me.

- Get after them!
- Much!

Isabella!

Isabella!

Wait! Wait!

- Much!
- I'm sorry.

We haven't got time for this.
We have to find Thornton.

- There's something I have to tell you.
- What are you talking about?

Come on, we have to go!

Robin.

Oh, thank God...

Are you all right?

I was a fool to turn my back on you.
Please help me.

If you promise to fight with us for
King Richard, then I'll protect you.

Yes. Of course.

You and me, Robin.

I think we can work together.

I've always known it
and I think you do too.

- It's a deal.
- You won't regret this.

How can I repay you?

Well, you can start
by handing over the gold

tomorrow at Knight's Glade.

Of course, you must
give it back to the people.

- It's theirs, after all.
- Good.

Isabella, you'll suffer for this!

Isabella!

John, escort the Sheriff
back to her castle.

- Thank you.
- This way.

She always manages to get
what she wants.

Kate, just leave it, please.

Isabella!

I don't like this. You shouldn't
have touched that burial mound.

Superstitious peasant!

They're just bats.

Get back here, you cowards!

You have disturbed the dead.

Somebody help me...

Come back!

You invoked the Viking curse

to be visited by suffering,
madness and death!

Playing with the devil.

Big mistake, Thornton.

You don't say much, do you?

Robin sees you as an ally.

- Strictly business.
- Typical man.

There's nothing ever strictly
business between a man and a woman.

If he has done a deal with you, it's for
the good of the cause, nothing else.

- How can you be so sure?
- Because I know Robin.

My guess is if he's got eyes
for anyone, it's for Kate, not you.

We found him in the forest babbling
something about Viking ghosts.

He needs to be locked up.

Yep.
Madhouse is the best place for him.

He's a danger to himself
and the people around him.

If he mentions something
about being Sheriff of Nottingham,

pay no attention.

He was the Queen of Sheba last week.

Nottingham's well rid of you,
Thornton.

And don't even think of coming back.

Because if you do, your next
destination won't be an asylum,

but where you really belong.

Hell.

Release her.

Isabella, you're back!
Thank goodness.

I'm not sure my brother will feel
the same. Come on, let's go.

Won't you release Guy too?

What? Are you mad? He's our enemy!

But... You see?

Do you see how they manipulate us?

A few hours in a cell with a...

cold-hearted killer
and even you lose your wits.

That's the poison of men, Meg.

None of them can be trusted.

My brother will get
exactly what he deserves.

Now come on.

Thank you, but no...

You must eat.

For me.

The least I can do.

You've done more than enough.

- I haven't done anything.
- You have.

You've made me think.

About what?

About someone I used to know.

She saw good where there was none.

She made me a better man.

What happened?

I destroyed her.

I destroyed everything.

Go on.

I want some guards behind me
and I want the rest of them hidden.

Understood? Good.

"Sire, I write to you

"with a grave confession

"that I hope you will find
in your heart to forgive.

"By way of an apology,

"I would like to offer you...
a gift."

Meg?

- What are you doing?
- I can't let her kill you. I can't.

You'd do this for me?

Thank you.

- Well, this is touching!
- Go!

- Guards!
- She didn't know what she was doing.

Oh, yes, she did. How could you?

I set you free
and this is how you repay me?

We're not the same.
I try to do things out of love.

- You're doing this out of hate!
- How dare you?!

I suppose I should be grateful.

Now I know the only person
I can trust is myself. I'm on my own.

- You put yourself there, Isabella.
- I could say the same for you.

And if you two love birds
want to be together,

that's fine. You shall.

You'll both die.

Come on, we don't want to be late
for Knight's Glade. Where's Much?

Probably attempting to catch
breakfast.

Kate, are you all right?

Fine.

Let's just go.

You don't want to be late
for Isabella.

This is for the good of everyone.
If we can get a Sheriff working...

- Yeah, I know.
- Will you listen to me?

When we get back, I think we need
to sort a few things out.

Robin...

... there's really no need.

She's obviously your priority.

She's worth more than any treasure.
Don't let her slip through your fingers.

You came, then.

I am glad.

Of course. We had a deal,
you and me. Remember?

- I do remember.
- Working together.

For the good of Nottingham.

Absolutely. That's all
that matters now, isn't it?

Please take it. You earned it.

You were my knight
in shining armour.

Yeah, that's me.

Robin!

Life's full of disappointment,
isn't it?

Now I've decided
to stand on my own two feet.

I thought about what you said.

Obey your every command,
do whatever you say.

- I offered you friendship.
- No, you threatened me.

I won't be some frightened
little woman.

Go on! Take them!

- Well, it looks like you were right.
- I usually am.

- Next time you might just listen.
- If there is a next time.

Robin!

Come on!

- Kate, come on!
- Get them!

Kate!

{\pos(192,220)}
So where did you go, then?

Er, nowhere.

I just wanted to be alone,
that's all.

Hey, come on. You can tell me.

You weren't leaving, were you? Much?

- Where did you spring up from, eh?
- Er...

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Robin, what's the plan?

We're going to take
that hoard back, today.

- What about Gisborne's execution?
- Well, that's the perfect distraction.

We'll make our move when
everybody's looking to the platform.

When he comes out, we slip inside.

Allan, Tuck, go through the armoury.
John, through the kitchens with Much.

Kate, you come with me to the west
gate. We'll go from there. Go on.

Bring out the prisoners.

The girl.

- I'm scared.
- When it comes, it'll be very quick.

Come on, this way.

As you all know
from bitter experience,

Guy of Gisborne
is an enemy of the people.

He must pay the ultimate penalty.

This woman

tried to help him escape justice,
therefore

she must share his fate.

In future,
if anyone challenges my authority,

they shall suffer
the same punishment.

Have the condemned any final words?

Very well, Isabella. You win.

Kill me if you must, but not her.

I'll do whatever you want,

but don't take her life.

- Proceed with the execution!
- She's just an innocent girl!

What do we do?

I said, proceed!

For once, I agree with Gisborne.

- Hood! Get him!
- Come on, come on!

Isabella!

Didn't think you'd get rid of me
that easily, did you?

No!

I've come to take what's mine.
Your life.

Hey, hey, she doesn't deserve your help.
Come on!

Guy, no!

Are you all right?

We have to do this quickly.
Come on, hurry up!

Did you really think
I'd let you get away with it?

You've betrayed your husband
for the last time!

Isabella!

Hey! Where are you going?
We've got what we came for.

- I have to help her.
- She's your enemy!

Kate. I told him not to come back.
I warned him.

I have to sort this out.

Here, take this. I'll catch you up.
Go on, go!

- No, you don't!
- Don't you dare!

- It's over.
- Just leave me alone!

- You're finished.
- I warn you. Don't come any closer.

You're going to die, Isabella...

- with these.
- No, I beg you, please.

I'll give you everything you want.
Just let me live.

I see now.

I'll be a good wife.

I will show you
the love of a good woman.

Get up.

Stop snivelling, will you?

What have you done?

What I should have done years ago.

Isabella!

Your first murder.

You were supposed to finish him off,
but you weren't man enough.

I only kill
when there's no other way!

You'll get the blame for this
as far as Prince John is concerned.

The murderous Hood still at large,
but not for long.

You listen to me!

We've taken your precious hoard.

And in case you're wondering,
the deal's off.

Let's go.

Come on.

Let's just rest here for a while.

There we go.

Please.

I always quite liked you.

You can say it, you know.

- Say what?
- "Say what?"

You're dying to.

All right.

I told you so!

You finally saw
what sort of a woman she really is.

Yeah, I did.

And I saw
what sort of woman you are.

You're brave

and compassionate

and you're beautiful.

Make sure
all of Thornton's men are dead.

I don't want Prince John
hearing any more lies about me.

See to it.

And next time...

it will be you...

Robin Hood.