Robin Hood (1984–1986): Season 2, Episode 5 - The Swords of Wayland - full transcript
The village of Uffcombe is getting nightly visits from strangely disguised riders, called "The Hounds of Lucifer" by locals, who kill and drag away terrified villagers. The riders have also...
Orias!
Orias.
One of the seven swords of Wayland.
From a word to a word,
let me be led to a word.
Take up the sword.
Take it!
It is Albion - one of the seven
swords of Wayland,
charged with the power
of Light and Darkness.
- Albion.
Robin Hood!
- Robin Hood!
- Who are you?
Gareth!
- Lady Marion.
Gareth of Leaford!
Aye, my lady - I was.
But I'm Gareth of Uffcombe now.
- He was steward to my father.
- That I was.
- God rest him.
- What are you doing in Sherwood?
You're very lucky not to have
an arrow right through you.
You're the one they call Will Scarlett...
- You're Little John.
- Whatever makes you think that?
Friar Tuck.
- You truly are a priest.
- I know.
I'm Much!
Nasir Malik Kemal Inal Ibrahim
Shams Ad Dualla Wattab ibn Mahmud
What do you want, Gareth?
- He wants help, don't you?
- Aye.
Nasir Malik Kemal...
Kemal...
Nasir Malik Kemal...
You'll all think I'm mad,
but if I am so's everyone on the Rock
all the way from the forest to the sea.
- Go on.
We live in terror - all of us.
Dawn's when they ride.
You never know when they're coming.
Sometimes it'll be a week - even longer.
Just when we think it's all over,
they come streaming out of the sky!
- Who?
- I don't know! Nobody knows.
- Some say they're from hell!
- Oh... flying demons?
Demons!
You haven't seen them.
I don't know what they are, but they kill.
And burn. And drag away whoever they want.
They fly down into the village.
- Fly?
- No one's safe from the Hounds of Lucifer!
-The Hounds of Lucifer?
- That's what the priest says they are.
He's raving.
- We can't leave Sherwood.
- Why not?
You scared of the Hounds of Lucifer?
- It's got nothing to do with us!
- How far is it to Uffcombe?
- Five days.
- Five days!
- We'll roll you there...
Half way across England when we've our
own people to fight for?
Our own people!
And who are they, Will?
We swore on this sword
to help the poor and oppressed.
That's not just the people of Sherwood.
- He's right, Will.
- Aye. That he is. I say we should go.
So do I.
Much?
- What about the demons?
- We'll be the demons.
I've got no choice.
If you're all going to the devil,
I'm going with you.
- So, there no hope for the priest?
- No, reverend lady, none.
The wounds have poisoned. Nothing can save him.
- It's horrible.
The villains must have thought some
treasure was hidden in Sir John's tomb.
Murder and sacrilege!
- God will punish them.
- Indeed!
But meanwhile, Sheriff,
you must find these men.
Oh, I will, honoured lady.
They won't escape, I can promise you!
I believe that the church lies
in your patronage?
- Why do you ask?
- I have a nephew, reverend lady.
Most devout and very,
very accomplished.
We could consider the matter
after Father Thomas's death.
It seems unseemly to consider who is
to be his successor until all hope is gone.
Forgive me. I meant no disrespect.
May the blessed Trinity protect
and strengthen you for the good government
of holy religion.
Greedy little swine!
And you, Verdelet -
you can't even kill a priest!
We'll follow the river westward.
Let's go.
Hear me and heed me,
for I am Herne,
Lord of the Trees.
- Herne.
- They that seek to shatter the bolts
that hold back the Evil One
must first take Albion from you.
Hold steadfast
It is written that the servants of Lucifer will find
the seventh sword at the village on the rock.
Swear to guard it
with your heart's blood!
I swear.
O Lord of evil, proud Spirit
I bring thee Orias,
the Sixth Sword!
He that is bound shall be free,
and he that rules shall be overthrown!
He that is bound
shall be free,
and he that rules
shall be
overthrown!
They're friends, Adam.
They've come to help us.
No one can help us.
I'm glad of your company.
Come inside.
- What are they going to do then?
- They're going to fight for us.
- You can't kill the dead!
- Have they ridden again?
How should I know that?
I lock myself in after nightfall.
Look - salt!
I don't move out of that circle
till after sun up.
This valley is cursed by demons.
It's doomed - nothing can save it! Nothing!
- We're doomed Robin!
- Shhh.
Look - a mandrake.
- Protection?
- Protection against the Hounds of Lucifer?
Do you think that arrows
or swords can hold them off?
- It's a lot better than salt!
- But they ain't human.
- You might as well shoot at the moon!
- What makes you think they're not human?
You should never have brought 'em here.
- They're all doomed!
- Now listen to me, friend.
You can surround yourself with salt,
soot or sausages for all I care,
but we've come too far
to turn back now, eh?
Men or demons,
they're going to be dealt with.
- Well there it is - Uffcombe on the Rock
- Looks peaceful enough.
- Well, distance is deceiving.
Look what I've got. Look what I've found.
Give it to me.
I used to be a shepherd.
- Where was that John?
- Oh, in Hathersage.
- Where are they?
- Hiding.
Is this the way you welcome people
who've been asked to help you?
Are you frightened?
Come on...
Come on...
Look - we're not demons.
We haven't got a single tail between us.
Look - look at that.
Come on - come and meet the friar.
This is Friar Tuck.
He's a very good man-
although some people may tell you different...
Now Listen!
Gareth went a long way
to bring us here.
Do you really believe that demons can fly
in from hell to torment you.
- We've seen them!
So you've seen them, have you?
And what do they look like - these flying demons?
- Do they breath fire?
- Don't mock us!
Three people have been killed
five carried off.
One of them was James, my son.
Did we imagine that?
Our crops have been trampled,
our homes burnt!
That's why we're terrified -
and you laugh at us!
We don't want you!
All the things you've told us
are things done by men
and men can be stopped.
- Why should we listen to you, wolfshead?
That's what they are - outlaws all of them -
with a price on their head!
- Anyone feel like earning it?
- Listen!
- They've come to rob us!
Yes they rob, but from the rich
and the greedy - not from people like us.
The stories about them are true.
I am Marion of Leaford.
Gareth once served my father.
And if he'd known these men
he would have loved them,
because they believe in justice.
Justice that protects the weak
and helpless
and gives them hope
sometimes even courage.
Give us time
to become your friends,
and if there is evil
then we'll join together to defeat it!
- I spoke hastily.
- We both did.
Let us welcome our new friends.
Aaaarrgh! You'd be worse off if I was a horse.
Let's try it again.
- Always at dawn.
- The darker the better for them.
Aye. The worse for us.
Ready? Aaaaaarrgh!
Up there.
You say they fly?
Robin!
Where's he going?
- I don't know?
Look!
Robin!
Flying horses?
We've got work to do.
Gareth, we must get some rope.
Adam?
Master!
- Master!
- Who is your lord?
- Lucifer.
- Who is Lucifer?
- Creator and ruler of the world.
- What must we do?
Prepare his coming.
You're sweating, pig.
You're in your prime.
you've years before you
reach the slaughterhouse.
The Hounds will ride tonight.
- Where, my lord Verdelet?
The village of Uffcombe.
There's strangers in Uffcombe.
Outlaws - brought here by one of the villagers.
How enterprising.
- And what's this troublemaker's name?
- Gareth.
Then kill Gareth with them.
- But my lord...
- Don't touch me!
I've told you what you must do.
See it done.
- When do you think they'll come?
- Dawn or dusk.
The black hours.
- We'll be ready for them.
- Yes, but the villagers aren't.
- You've hardened them.
Yes, but not tempered them.
We've learnt how to fight
and how to stay alive.
It's taken us time and cost us lives.
It's too late for them to learn.
They've been blunted with toil.
- Is this the one Robin.
- Yes, that's the one - cut the crossbeam.
The next Hound that comes through
there is going to get a nasty surprise.
- You seen anything?
- Rabbits. Sheep. Goats. And you.
- There're not any demons, are there?
- Well you're not.
It's too cold for demons.
If I was a demon I'd be by the fire.
So don't worry.
Robin! Robin!
They're coming - I've seen them!
The demons are coming!
I've seen them!
Be quiet!
Now that's exactly what
they want you to do - panic
Light the fires.
They're all around us.
Go on... jump!
Get him!
Any hound of hell pokes his snout through
that door you shoot first
this old arm of mine's not as steady
as it used to be.
Circle! Circle!
- I must go and help them.
- No - Robin said to wait.
- Marion - I'm scared.
- Comfort the children, Much.
They need comforting as much as you do.
- I wish we'd stayed in Sherwood.
Oh go on. Gareth!
Stay, Gareth - stay!
Behind you, John!
Robin Hood's my brother
I used to live in a mill with him.
- I want one alive, Will.
- I wish you'd've told me that sooner.
- Be the scapegoat!
- Right...
- Come on!
- Get up!
- John!
- Come on, you little demon.
Tuck! Get him.
Knife!
The Hounds have gone!
I told you they were men.
- He's a man.
- It's James, our son.
James?
James - do you not know me?
I'm your mother.
Speak.
My lady.
I did as I was ordered by my lord Verdelet.
I warned him, my lady!
I told him about the strangers.
- What strangers?
- Outlaws, my lady.
Brought to Uffcombe by the man Gareth.
You knew about these men?
- My lady, I...
- And said nothing to me.
- I thought it was a matter of...
- Behind my back, Verdelet!
You gave the order?
I beg your forgiveness.
How touching.
- Continue!
- We were ambushed.
- And killed?
- Some of you were killed?
- Yes, my lady.
- But not you.
- Why was that?
- I was lucky.
I wonder...
I wonder if you were.
You sicken me.
You have been chosen to serve the lord
of this world and to accomplish his will.
This is how you prove your worthiness?
- I'll do anything!
- You will. Anything...
- Leave us!
In one night Verdelet
you have undone much of the Cauldron's work.
- My lady, I will see to it...
- You are nothing!
Nothing!
Servant! Messenger! Acolyte!
And sacrifice, if I demand it!
Do you fear him, Verdelet?
Do you fear our master?
I have no fear of him.
He comes to me in dreams
shining like the sun.
Proud and glorious in his evil.
But you fear him, don't you?
Just as you fear death and the Usurper.
To Earl of Godwin,
from Morgwyn - Abbess of Ravenscar...
- Greetings.
The village of Uffcombe in the manor of
Ravenscar is in the hands of outlaws,
who fear neither god nor the holy church
and incite the villagers to renounce
allegiance to their lord.
I beg you to send soldiers to put
an end to this evil.
Morgwyn of Ravenscar.
How can you doubt his power?
Greed. Lust. Pride. Cruelty.
Plague. Famine. War.
He is everywhere...
...this around his neck.
Why did he join them?
Why?
Against his own people!
- I don't know Mary.
He was terrified!
He didn't know where he was.
He didn't know who he was.
Can you come to the barn?
Tuck's found something.
Comfort her.
- It's a pact.
- What's that?
An agreement - a pledge. Written from right
to left and with the victim's mark in blood.
They all had one in a little bag
around their necks.
- What does that mean?
- It's from Isiah, and what it means is:
"We have signed a treaty with death
and with hell we have a pact".
- These beauties gave themselves to the Devil!
- So did James.
- Well why's that?
- Perhaps they were forced to?
What if they were?
Pacts with the Devil aren't legally binding.
- Tell that to James.
- Look - who's behind all this?
Oh Satan, Lucifer, the Evil One
whatever you want to call him.
He's always on the lookout,
not just for souls but for bodies.
- Bodies?
- Aye,
he needs them to clothe himself
to become the Antichrist.
Well that's what they told me in the monastery...
- Look - you'll believe anything, won't you?
- No - but it's better than believing nothing.
- Why have they got flour on their cloaks?
- And their feet.
- Where are you going?
- The mill.
These Hounds have been there
and Adam may be in danger.
- We'll come too.
- Aye.
No! Do not leave the village unprotected.
Adam?
Adam?!
Who are you?
Adam?!
Who are the Hounds of Lucifer, Adam?
Who are they, Adam?
What are the Hounds of Lucifer?
Who tells them to ride?
Is it you?
Please...
- Adam?
- Please!
It's only a scrap of parchment -
it's of no use to anyone.
- No - don't!
- What are the Hounds of Lucifer!?
- No!
This is your mark, isn't it?
I know what this is.
You've given yourself to Satan,
haven't you?
- Why?
Did they force you?
- How?
- I... I can't...
- How?
- Don't make me tell...
no - I beg you!
- He'd come for you then, wouldn't he?
He'd claim you for breaking the pact.
- Yes...
- Who tells the Hounds to ride?
- The Lady of the Cauldron!
- The Cauldron?
- The Cauldron of Lucifer,
the most powerful coven in England.
It's said that if the Cauldron wants you dead
you'd better hurry and dig your grave...
- They... they put a spell on me.
- What kind of spell?
A curse!
The third day I was baling up some straw
and I felt this terrible pain deep inside me.
It came in waves,
like I was being stabbed!
They'd made a mommet, see - a doll.
I knew... they came again that night
stood round me, waiting for me to die.
They showed me the doll.
Stabbed it,
and the pain ripped through me!
I'd have agreed to anything.
- So you signed this?
- Who is the Lady?
- I can't...
- Who is she Adam?
- No!
- Who is she?!
- Morgwyn of Ravenscar!
Morgwyn of Ravenscar?
- I'm lost.
- Come to the village
tell them everything.
- I can't - she'll know. She'll know!
I'm not your enemy, Adam.
I'm the enemy of the Cauldron of Lucifer.
They'll kill you!
You're as good as dead!
- Name?
- Robert of Uffcombe.
- Well, Robert of Uffcombe - where have you been?
I've been down at the mill helping Adam.
I've never seen you there.
What do you do in Uffcombe?
- Oh work, eat and sleep, it's what we all do.
- You're a liar.
You claim to be a labourer, but you carry a sword.
- My father was a soldier
he gave me this when he died.
- And there's blood on you.
Oh, well - I got this freeing the mill wheel.
I don't like peasants with swords.
Give it to me!
Take it.
Give me the sword.
Take him!
They that seek to shatter the bolts
that hold back the Evil One
must first take Albion from you.
Swear to guard it with your heart's blood.
A fine sword.
So, your father was a thief, was he?
- No! You're the thief.
The sword, Verdelet...
he is Earl Godwin's prisoner.
You're one of the outlaws from Uffcombe,
aren't you?
- Where is this mill?
- Back down there.
Tie him up!
Turn him over!
Well get him out then!
It's the miller.
Repairing the mill wheel, were you?
You'll hang.
- I didn't kill him!
- Oh. Drowned himself, did he?
You three - take him to the earl.
We'll go on to the village.
Robin! They've got Robin!
They've got him!
- Who has?
- Soldiers! They're coming to get us.
- Yeah? Well they can come if they want!
- No - we must not be found in the village.
- This way!
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.
Soldiers! Soldiers!
- Where are they?
- Who, my lord?
- Who, my lord? The outlaws, you halfwit!
- Uh - that way!
No my lord Verdelet - this way.
Follow me.
There they are!
Come no further!
-That's him. That's the one that told them!
Give yourselves up!
Nasir - he's mine...
I don't like spies...
Forward!
- Back. Pull back!
- What's wrong with you? Why don't you attack?
- And risk the lives of my men?
- That's a brave decision!
No, merely a sensible one.
They shoot very well.
They've gone.
- Don't you believe it.
- No - they're going all right.
We'll get him back, Little Flower.
Orias.
One of the seven swords of Wayland.
From a word to a word,
let me be led to a word.
Take up the sword.
Take it!
It is Albion - one of the seven
swords of Wayland,
charged with the power
of Light and Darkness.
- Albion.
Robin Hood!
- Robin Hood!
- Who are you?
Gareth!
- Lady Marion.
Gareth of Leaford!
Aye, my lady - I was.
But I'm Gareth of Uffcombe now.
- He was steward to my father.
- That I was.
- God rest him.
- What are you doing in Sherwood?
You're very lucky not to have
an arrow right through you.
You're the one they call Will Scarlett...
- You're Little John.
- Whatever makes you think that?
Friar Tuck.
- You truly are a priest.
- I know.
I'm Much!
Nasir Malik Kemal Inal Ibrahim
Shams Ad Dualla Wattab ibn Mahmud
What do you want, Gareth?
- He wants help, don't you?
- Aye.
Nasir Malik Kemal...
Kemal...
Nasir Malik Kemal...
You'll all think I'm mad,
but if I am so's everyone on the Rock
all the way from the forest to the sea.
- Go on.
We live in terror - all of us.
Dawn's when they ride.
You never know when they're coming.
Sometimes it'll be a week - even longer.
Just when we think it's all over,
they come streaming out of the sky!
- Who?
- I don't know! Nobody knows.
- Some say they're from hell!
- Oh... flying demons?
Demons!
You haven't seen them.
I don't know what they are, but they kill.
And burn. And drag away whoever they want.
They fly down into the village.
- Fly?
- No one's safe from the Hounds of Lucifer!
-The Hounds of Lucifer?
- That's what the priest says they are.
He's raving.
- We can't leave Sherwood.
- Why not?
You scared of the Hounds of Lucifer?
- It's got nothing to do with us!
- How far is it to Uffcombe?
- Five days.
- Five days!
- We'll roll you there...
Half way across England when we've our
own people to fight for?
Our own people!
And who are they, Will?
We swore on this sword
to help the poor and oppressed.
That's not just the people of Sherwood.
- He's right, Will.
- Aye. That he is. I say we should go.
So do I.
Much?
- What about the demons?
- We'll be the demons.
I've got no choice.
If you're all going to the devil,
I'm going with you.
- So, there no hope for the priest?
- No, reverend lady, none.
The wounds have poisoned. Nothing can save him.
- It's horrible.
The villains must have thought some
treasure was hidden in Sir John's tomb.
Murder and sacrilege!
- God will punish them.
- Indeed!
But meanwhile, Sheriff,
you must find these men.
Oh, I will, honoured lady.
They won't escape, I can promise you!
I believe that the church lies
in your patronage?
- Why do you ask?
- I have a nephew, reverend lady.
Most devout and very,
very accomplished.
We could consider the matter
after Father Thomas's death.
It seems unseemly to consider who is
to be his successor until all hope is gone.
Forgive me. I meant no disrespect.
May the blessed Trinity protect
and strengthen you for the good government
of holy religion.
Greedy little swine!
And you, Verdelet -
you can't even kill a priest!
We'll follow the river westward.
Let's go.
Hear me and heed me,
for I am Herne,
Lord of the Trees.
- Herne.
- They that seek to shatter the bolts
that hold back the Evil One
must first take Albion from you.
Hold steadfast
It is written that the servants of Lucifer will find
the seventh sword at the village on the rock.
Swear to guard it
with your heart's blood!
I swear.
O Lord of evil, proud Spirit
I bring thee Orias,
the Sixth Sword!
He that is bound shall be free,
and he that rules shall be overthrown!
He that is bound
shall be free,
and he that rules
shall be
overthrown!
They're friends, Adam.
They've come to help us.
No one can help us.
I'm glad of your company.
Come inside.
- What are they going to do then?
- They're going to fight for us.
- You can't kill the dead!
- Have they ridden again?
How should I know that?
I lock myself in after nightfall.
Look - salt!
I don't move out of that circle
till after sun up.
This valley is cursed by demons.
It's doomed - nothing can save it! Nothing!
- We're doomed Robin!
- Shhh.
Look - a mandrake.
- Protection?
- Protection against the Hounds of Lucifer?
Do you think that arrows
or swords can hold them off?
- It's a lot better than salt!
- But they ain't human.
- You might as well shoot at the moon!
- What makes you think they're not human?
You should never have brought 'em here.
- They're all doomed!
- Now listen to me, friend.
You can surround yourself with salt,
soot or sausages for all I care,
but we've come too far
to turn back now, eh?
Men or demons,
they're going to be dealt with.
- Well there it is - Uffcombe on the Rock
- Looks peaceful enough.
- Well, distance is deceiving.
Look what I've got. Look what I've found.
Give it to me.
I used to be a shepherd.
- Where was that John?
- Oh, in Hathersage.
- Where are they?
- Hiding.
Is this the way you welcome people
who've been asked to help you?
Are you frightened?
Come on...
Come on...
Look - we're not demons.
We haven't got a single tail between us.
Look - look at that.
Come on - come and meet the friar.
This is Friar Tuck.
He's a very good man-
although some people may tell you different...
Now Listen!
Gareth went a long way
to bring us here.
Do you really believe that demons can fly
in from hell to torment you.
- We've seen them!
So you've seen them, have you?
And what do they look like - these flying demons?
- Do they breath fire?
- Don't mock us!
Three people have been killed
five carried off.
One of them was James, my son.
Did we imagine that?
Our crops have been trampled,
our homes burnt!
That's why we're terrified -
and you laugh at us!
We don't want you!
All the things you've told us
are things done by men
and men can be stopped.
- Why should we listen to you, wolfshead?
That's what they are - outlaws all of them -
with a price on their head!
- Anyone feel like earning it?
- Listen!
- They've come to rob us!
Yes they rob, but from the rich
and the greedy - not from people like us.
The stories about them are true.
I am Marion of Leaford.
Gareth once served my father.
And if he'd known these men
he would have loved them,
because they believe in justice.
Justice that protects the weak
and helpless
and gives them hope
sometimes even courage.
Give us time
to become your friends,
and if there is evil
then we'll join together to defeat it!
- I spoke hastily.
- We both did.
Let us welcome our new friends.
Aaaarrgh! You'd be worse off if I was a horse.
Let's try it again.
- Always at dawn.
- The darker the better for them.
Aye. The worse for us.
Ready? Aaaaaarrgh!
Up there.
You say they fly?
Robin!
Where's he going?
- I don't know?
Look!
Robin!
Flying horses?
We've got work to do.
Gareth, we must get some rope.
Adam?
Master!
- Master!
- Who is your lord?
- Lucifer.
- Who is Lucifer?
- Creator and ruler of the world.
- What must we do?
Prepare his coming.
You're sweating, pig.
You're in your prime.
you've years before you
reach the slaughterhouse.
The Hounds will ride tonight.
- Where, my lord Verdelet?
The village of Uffcombe.
There's strangers in Uffcombe.
Outlaws - brought here by one of the villagers.
How enterprising.
- And what's this troublemaker's name?
- Gareth.
Then kill Gareth with them.
- But my lord...
- Don't touch me!
I've told you what you must do.
See it done.
- When do you think they'll come?
- Dawn or dusk.
The black hours.
- We'll be ready for them.
- Yes, but the villagers aren't.
- You've hardened them.
Yes, but not tempered them.
We've learnt how to fight
and how to stay alive.
It's taken us time and cost us lives.
It's too late for them to learn.
They've been blunted with toil.
- Is this the one Robin.
- Yes, that's the one - cut the crossbeam.
The next Hound that comes through
there is going to get a nasty surprise.
- You seen anything?
- Rabbits. Sheep. Goats. And you.
- There're not any demons, are there?
- Well you're not.
It's too cold for demons.
If I was a demon I'd be by the fire.
So don't worry.
Robin! Robin!
They're coming - I've seen them!
The demons are coming!
I've seen them!
Be quiet!
Now that's exactly what
they want you to do - panic
Light the fires.
They're all around us.
Go on... jump!
Get him!
Any hound of hell pokes his snout through
that door you shoot first
this old arm of mine's not as steady
as it used to be.
Circle! Circle!
- I must go and help them.
- No - Robin said to wait.
- Marion - I'm scared.
- Comfort the children, Much.
They need comforting as much as you do.
- I wish we'd stayed in Sherwood.
Oh go on. Gareth!
Stay, Gareth - stay!
Behind you, John!
Robin Hood's my brother
I used to live in a mill with him.
- I want one alive, Will.
- I wish you'd've told me that sooner.
- Be the scapegoat!
- Right...
- Come on!
- Get up!
- John!
- Come on, you little demon.
Tuck! Get him.
Knife!
The Hounds have gone!
I told you they were men.
- He's a man.
- It's James, our son.
James?
James - do you not know me?
I'm your mother.
Speak.
My lady.
I did as I was ordered by my lord Verdelet.
I warned him, my lady!
I told him about the strangers.
- What strangers?
- Outlaws, my lady.
Brought to Uffcombe by the man Gareth.
You knew about these men?
- My lady, I...
- And said nothing to me.
- I thought it was a matter of...
- Behind my back, Verdelet!
You gave the order?
I beg your forgiveness.
How touching.
- Continue!
- We were ambushed.
- And killed?
- Some of you were killed?
- Yes, my lady.
- But not you.
- Why was that?
- I was lucky.
I wonder...
I wonder if you were.
You sicken me.
You have been chosen to serve the lord
of this world and to accomplish his will.
This is how you prove your worthiness?
- I'll do anything!
- You will. Anything...
- Leave us!
In one night Verdelet
you have undone much of the Cauldron's work.
- My lady, I will see to it...
- You are nothing!
Nothing!
Servant! Messenger! Acolyte!
And sacrifice, if I demand it!
Do you fear him, Verdelet?
Do you fear our master?
I have no fear of him.
He comes to me in dreams
shining like the sun.
Proud and glorious in his evil.
But you fear him, don't you?
Just as you fear death and the Usurper.
To Earl of Godwin,
from Morgwyn - Abbess of Ravenscar...
- Greetings.
The village of Uffcombe in the manor of
Ravenscar is in the hands of outlaws,
who fear neither god nor the holy church
and incite the villagers to renounce
allegiance to their lord.
I beg you to send soldiers to put
an end to this evil.
Morgwyn of Ravenscar.
How can you doubt his power?
Greed. Lust. Pride. Cruelty.
Plague. Famine. War.
He is everywhere...
...this around his neck.
Why did he join them?
Why?
Against his own people!
- I don't know Mary.
He was terrified!
He didn't know where he was.
He didn't know who he was.
Can you come to the barn?
Tuck's found something.
Comfort her.
- It's a pact.
- What's that?
An agreement - a pledge. Written from right
to left and with the victim's mark in blood.
They all had one in a little bag
around their necks.
- What does that mean?
- It's from Isiah, and what it means is:
"We have signed a treaty with death
and with hell we have a pact".
- These beauties gave themselves to the Devil!
- So did James.
- Well why's that?
- Perhaps they were forced to?
What if they were?
Pacts with the Devil aren't legally binding.
- Tell that to James.
- Look - who's behind all this?
Oh Satan, Lucifer, the Evil One
whatever you want to call him.
He's always on the lookout,
not just for souls but for bodies.
- Bodies?
- Aye,
he needs them to clothe himself
to become the Antichrist.
Well that's what they told me in the monastery...
- Look - you'll believe anything, won't you?
- No - but it's better than believing nothing.
- Why have they got flour on their cloaks?
- And their feet.
- Where are you going?
- The mill.
These Hounds have been there
and Adam may be in danger.
- We'll come too.
- Aye.
No! Do not leave the village unprotected.
Adam?
Adam?!
Who are you?
Adam?!
Who are the Hounds of Lucifer, Adam?
Who are they, Adam?
What are the Hounds of Lucifer?
Who tells them to ride?
Is it you?
Please...
- Adam?
- Please!
It's only a scrap of parchment -
it's of no use to anyone.
- No - don't!
- What are the Hounds of Lucifer!?
- No!
This is your mark, isn't it?
I know what this is.
You've given yourself to Satan,
haven't you?
- Why?
Did they force you?
- How?
- I... I can't...
- How?
- Don't make me tell...
no - I beg you!
- He'd come for you then, wouldn't he?
He'd claim you for breaking the pact.
- Yes...
- Who tells the Hounds to ride?
- The Lady of the Cauldron!
- The Cauldron?
- The Cauldron of Lucifer,
the most powerful coven in England.
It's said that if the Cauldron wants you dead
you'd better hurry and dig your grave...
- They... they put a spell on me.
- What kind of spell?
A curse!
The third day I was baling up some straw
and I felt this terrible pain deep inside me.
It came in waves,
like I was being stabbed!
They'd made a mommet, see - a doll.
I knew... they came again that night
stood round me, waiting for me to die.
They showed me the doll.
Stabbed it,
and the pain ripped through me!
I'd have agreed to anything.
- So you signed this?
- Who is the Lady?
- I can't...
- Who is she Adam?
- No!
- Who is she?!
- Morgwyn of Ravenscar!
Morgwyn of Ravenscar?
- I'm lost.
- Come to the village
tell them everything.
- I can't - she'll know. She'll know!
I'm not your enemy, Adam.
I'm the enemy of the Cauldron of Lucifer.
They'll kill you!
You're as good as dead!
- Name?
- Robert of Uffcombe.
- Well, Robert of Uffcombe - where have you been?
I've been down at the mill helping Adam.
I've never seen you there.
What do you do in Uffcombe?
- Oh work, eat and sleep, it's what we all do.
- You're a liar.
You claim to be a labourer, but you carry a sword.
- My father was a soldier
he gave me this when he died.
- And there's blood on you.
Oh, well - I got this freeing the mill wheel.
I don't like peasants with swords.
Give it to me!
Take it.
Give me the sword.
Take him!
They that seek to shatter the bolts
that hold back the Evil One
must first take Albion from you.
Swear to guard it with your heart's blood.
A fine sword.
So, your father was a thief, was he?
- No! You're the thief.
The sword, Verdelet...
he is Earl Godwin's prisoner.
You're one of the outlaws from Uffcombe,
aren't you?
- Where is this mill?
- Back down there.
Tie him up!
Turn him over!
Well get him out then!
It's the miller.
Repairing the mill wheel, were you?
You'll hang.
- I didn't kill him!
- Oh. Drowned himself, did he?
You three - take him to the earl.
We'll go on to the village.
Robin! They've got Robin!
They've got him!
- Who has?
- Soldiers! They're coming to get us.
- Yeah? Well they can come if they want!
- No - we must not be found in the village.
- This way!
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.
Soldiers! Soldiers!
- Where are they?
- Who, my lord?
- Who, my lord? The outlaws, you halfwit!
- Uh - that way!
No my lord Verdelet - this way.
Follow me.
There they are!
Come no further!
-That's him. That's the one that told them!
Give yourselves up!
Nasir - he's mine...
I don't like spies...
Forward!
- Back. Pull back!
- What's wrong with you? Why don't you attack?
- And risk the lives of my men?
- That's a brave decision!
No, merely a sensible one.
They shoot very well.
They've gone.
- Don't you believe it.
- No - they're going all right.
We'll get him back, Little Flower.