The Shannara Chronicles (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Breakline - full transcript

Previously on The Shannara Chronicles...

ALLANON:
The Changeling is an ancient Demon

that can inhabit the form
of any being it chooses.

Ugh!

Long live the King.

KING: The Druid has been lying to us.

This sword is a talisman of evil!

It is you who are the danger.

-(YELLS)
- KING: The Druid is no more.

CEPHELO:
Pykon's no fairytale.

My parents died in the dungeons
of that stinking Elvin fortress.



I'd really like
to get the hell out of here.

- Run!
-(ROARING)

- WIL: Keep going!
- AMBERLE: Run!

Die already!

- To hell with that!
-(ALL SCREAM)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(GASPS)

The Stones...

(GASPS)

Amberle?

Eretria?

Eretria?

(CROWS CAW)

(FLUTTERING)



Hello?

- Arggh!
- Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What are you doing?
Who are you?

(GRUNTS)

Who are you?

Come on, man.
You're hurting yourself.

(GRUNTS)

Wait, wait! Please!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wait! Please.

- You're one of them, aren't you?
- Who? One of who?

The Elf Hunters.
They took my ear.

Oh... No.

It's OK. Look. I'm half Elf.

Attacking isn't an option.

The terrain is too hostile.
The army's too big.

We'd be crushed before
we even reached the battlefield.

ARION:
What about the Federation?

Even if they agreed
to fight by our side

and sent every available soldier
in the Four Lands,

I still don't like our chances.

What if it were not an attack
but an assassination?

We have the blade,
and with the Druid out of the way,

we have the advantage
of surprise.

A lot has happened
in your absence, brother.

The Druid was in league
with the Dagda Mor.

How is that possible?

Oh, that means Amberle's...

We have to assume
that she's been misled.

Tell me, if a force was small enough,
could it reach the henge undetected?

Even if we got there,
it's surrounded by magic.

Dark magic,

the type that the Warlock blade
was forged to combat.

The Dagda Mor
would be powerless against it.

You need to sneak in and kill him.

- You can't be serious.
-lt's our only chance.

At what? Dying?

We can't send our soldiers
to slaughter like that.

I should be the one to go.
I will bring you back his head.

Let me wield the blade for you.

No. You're next in line.
You're needed here.

I'll go.

You are both my sons.

There are no two men
on the planet

that I could be more certain of
would bring home a victory.

You shall both go.

What?

- But, Father...
- The decision is made.

Two sons, one blade...

...one purpose.

(CHUCKLES) The Demon
won't even know you're coming.

SONG: ♪ I feel it
running through my veins

♪ And I need that fire

♪ Just to know that I'm awake. ♪

(PANTING AND GASPING)

(COUGHS)

Wil?!

Eretria?!

Oh!

WOMAN: Where did he go?

MAN: He slipped out of my hands.

WOMAN: I need his other ear.

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

You lost him.

WOMAN: Elves just don't
fall out of the sky every day.

Find that Elf!

MAN: I'll find him.

Shh!

(WHISPERS)
They've done something to Wil.

- We need to...
- Those aren't just any humans.

They're Elf Hunters.

(GASPING AND WHEEZING)

(GAGS AND MOANS)

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(GROANS)

You look worried.

It is not weakness to disobey
your father's orders.

They are the King's orders.

I know.

But rushing in alone
to kill the Dagda Mor is suicide.

So is waiting.

This is a chance to prove myself worthy.

I know that you're upset with him,

but you cannot make him
give you the crown.

Now is the time to stand united,

together, behind the walls of Arborlon.

I can't.

This will stop the bleeding.

Wow. lt...it feels good.

Mmm. Real good. (CHUCKLES)

This particular combo is also
good for recreational use.

Tell rne more about these Hunters.

Uh, they're human, hate Elves.

They hunt us down
and harvest our ears.

Harvest them?
Harvest them for what?

Gnomes.

They think Elf ears have
some sort of medical properties.

By this time next week,

my left ear will be ground up
in some horny Gnome's tea.

I was travelling with two friends.

I'm worried that these Hunters
might have snatched them.

Either of your friends an Elf?

Then you should be worried.

AMBERLE: Eretria.

- Eretria, we have to go back.
- You're not safe back there.

And so we just leave Wil?

Of course not.

We find cover and then we go back
and look for him once night falls.

(BRANCH SNAPS IN DISTANCE)

Run!

(ARROWS WHISTLE AND THUD)

Amberle! Come on.

We lost them.

We need to get back to camp
and round everyone up.

Now.

This isn't just any Elf we're hunting.

This one is royal.

That was close.

Yeah, no kidding.

Sometimes I feel like there's
someone watching over us.

I don't know if you'd
call it magic or fate...

-(CLICK)
-(BOTH GASP)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(COUGHS)

- Are you OK?
-(GRUNTS)

Yeah, I think so.

Oh...

AMBERLE: Where are we?

I don't know.

Wait. I've heard of places like this.

Buildings from the Age of Man,
buried during the Great War.

You can't seriously believe that.

It would have rotted away
by now.

No. They were sealed and preserved.

Like a butterfly caught in amber.

It's almost like they were
gonna have a party.

ERETRIA:
Place is creepy, if you ask me.

(BATS FLITTER AND SCREECH)

Whatever this place is,
we need to get out of here, and fast,

before those Elf Hunters find us.

And that's our way out.

MAN: We'll find out
when she returns.

(HUNTERS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

When they cut off my ear, the pain...

When they went
for the other one,

my partner, Genewen,
fought back, and I escaped.

I think they have her in there.

Maybe your friends too.

What were you two doing out here?

We were on a scouting mission.
We come from Olden Moor.

Never heard of it.

Some of the Elvin settlements
were coming under attack by Demons,

so we started scouting missions
to warn the outlying villages.

It's him - the one who took my ear.

WIL: Shh!

Wait here.

- Gather!
-(HUNTERS CALL OUT)

We spotted an Elf and a human
travelling north below the ridge trail.

- This Elf...is a royal.
-(HUNTERS MURMUR AND EXCLAIM)

Her ears will keep us in furs and drink
for many winters to come.

The first who hands me her head

will be paid double.

(HUNTERS CHATTER EXCITEDLY)

(ERETRIA GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

AMBERLE: They had no idea
their world was about to end.

They look happy.

They look dead to me.

You can drop the whole tough girl act,
you know.

What's that supposed to mean?

You were across that line at Pykon.

You could have easily left us there,
but you didn't.

You came back. You saved my life.

Don't over-think it, Princess.

You die, I don't get paid.

- I don't believe that.
- I don't care.

Fine. I do care.

Why don't we braid each other's hair,
have a party,

talk about the boys we like?

- Sound good to you?
- Hilarious.

Now, why don't you put
that stupid book down

and help me find a way
out of this tomb?

Anything I can say to stop you
from going on this suicide mission?

Could think of a few
that might delay me a few hours.

I'm serious. I have a bad feeling.

What choice do we have?

The Druid is gone.
Amberle is out of reach.

People are losing hope.

But thanks to you,
we know exactly where our enemy is.

And for the first time
since this war began,

we have a weapon strong enough
to defeat their magic.

OK, you're right.
The people need you.

Yes, they do.

Got any last words of advice for me,
Commander?

Don't die.

Oh, that's an excellent plan.

Arggh!

Huh!

(GASPS)

Bremen!

Yes, my apprentice.

I have walked these lands

for over 300 years.

I am tired,

tired of people refusing
to believe the truth.

I am ready to leave, master.

I am ready to join you on the other side.

It is not your time.

There's work yet to be done.

What more can I do...alone?

You are not alone.

Another has emerged,

powerful, full of promise,

and without you,
they cannot fight what is coming.

You must be strong.

The world is at a tipping point.

Without you, all will be lost.

(ALLANON GASPS)

Bremen... (INHALES SHARPLY)

BREMENI Go!

(GASPS)

We need to find
a door out of here.

I think this is it.

-(GRUNTS)
-(SlGHS)

We're never
gonna get out of here.

Ohh...

You're hurt.

It's just a scratch.

You need to get warm.

I need to take a look at that.

So you do care.

About you slowing us down? Yes.

Come on. Let's go.

WOMAN: Hunters, move out!

- HUNTERS: Go, go!
- WOMAN: Cormac. Guard the camp.

I'm going after my friends.
I have to follow.

As soon as I find them, we'll come
and help you get Genewen back.

You have my word. Will you wait?

I'll wait, but only because
I owe you my life.

That's my ear.

Hey, Perk!
You said you'd wait!

That's...my...ear!

Little one.

You came back.

You owe me another ear.

Arggh!

(GRUNTS)

Ugh! Ow!

(MOANS)

Arggh, arggh!

(GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

You sure you want to do that?

(AMBERLE INHALES SHARPLY)

It happened when I hit the water.

I floated downstream and...
it slammed into this jagged rock.

I thought I was gonna drown.

Do you think he made it?

Of course he did.

Do you know how many times
I've tried to get rid of that guy?

Yeah, he'll probably sail in here
and save the day any minute.

ERETRIA: Exactly.

And he was in your vision.

I'm guessing your old tree
has no reason to lie.

What'd you see in there anyway?
You never told me.

I saw you and Wil...

...standing in front of this
incredible stained-glass window.

It was right after I...

Right after what?

Right after I killed Wil.

The tree said I had to do it
to prove I was ready for what's ahead.

I'm sorry you had to do that.

Not as sorry as I am.

The things we've seen
since this all started...

All the innocent blood
that's been spilled...

You know,
and what's the point?

Now that I know
what my grandfather did

in the name of our kind,
maybe you were right about the Elves.

Maybe we don't deserve saving.

Yeah, maybe none of us do.

Perhaps it would be better
for the Demons to do their bidding,

wash the slate clean.

Well, it didn't work out
too well the last time.

I know how it feels to be
trapped by your own life.

I didn't exactly choose to be a Rover.

You said you were bought.

So the story goes.

According to Cephelo,
he vastly underpaid.

I guess my first owners
were pretty eager to unload me.

And who knows
about my parents?

That's awful.

No, a child shouldn't be left
to walk through life alone.

But on the bright side, we've finally
found something we have in common.

We're orphans.

Well, it's a reach, but I'll take it.

Who would've thought-
the princess and the Rover.

Bound by a tragic fate and...

- Hot for the same guy'?
-(CHUCKLES)

One hell of a mess, aren't we?

(CRASH AND YELLING)

WOMAN: They're here. Find them.

Nobody gets out.

Now, about my friends.

Tell me where
you last saw them.

Why bother?
They're probably dead already.

Zora - she's the best Elf Hunter
this side of the Drey Wood.

It's all you.

Wait, wait, wait! OK, OK.

OK. Head east, past the tree line.

Follow the game trail.
That's where they disappeared.

I swear. I swear.
That's all I know.

Thanks. You did the right thing.

- Go ahead.
- What?

Didn't think we were gonna
just let you go?

Wait!

It's OK, tough guy.

(CHUCKLES)
Torture's not really my thing.

(LAUGHS)

Ugh!

(GAGS)

Taking out a serial Elf killer,
on the other hand, is a top priority.

You didn't have to do that!

Kill or be killed -
that's the only way.

No, it's not!
It makes you just as bad as he is.

He got what he deserved,
and I'm not sorry.

Give me a hand.

Hey, girl. You OK?

(GENTLE SCREECHING)

- That is Genewen?
-(GENEWEN SCREECHES)

ZORA: Split up.

We'll cover more ground.

We need to get those ropes.

Please don't hurt me.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(GROANS)

Thanks.

Arggh...!

Let's get out of here.

(HORSES GRUNT SOFTLY)

There's a small ravine that runs
to the west of the Breakline.

Lets out just beyond
the Dagda Mor's henge.

It's our best chance of slipping past
the Demon army and getting to him.

Let's hope that blade protects us.

I'm willing to bet they're not expecting
two idiot princes to fly in there solo.

We've got that to our advantage.

(CHUCKLES)

There's no way we're gonna make it
out of there alive. Right?

That's the burden of princes.

(WHISPERS) Come on.

What?

She's still here! We have to go.

That's the window from my vision.

Ending up here was no accident.

This is how we find the Bloodfire.

- Are you sure?
- Positive.

Long time no see, Eretria.

ZORA: I always knew
we'd meet again.

Happy to see you too, Zora.

You two know each other?

ERETRIA:
We grew up together.

When was the last time
we saw each other?

Oh, that's right.

When you left me.

Well, that's an exaggeration.

We had a thing,
but you got a little clingy.

Do you know what it was like for me,
alone, in the wilderness?

So you started collecting Elf ears
for a living?

Sit.

I'm impressed with
how you took out my Hunters.

Not bad for
a pampered princess and her...

What are you anyway? Her pet?

You're an embarrassment
to the human race.

Well, coming from you,
I'll take it as a compliment.

I don't know what's going on
between the two of you,

but you need to let us go.

-Is that right'?
- Don't bother.

The Four Lands is in danger.

You must have heard about
the Demon attacks.

I'm not interested
in your stories, Princess.

Just your ears.

(WIND WHISTLES)

Something's wrong.

There should be
thousands upon thousands of Demons.

I saw them here
with my own eyes.

You're sure
this is the right place?

Yes.

There. That's the Dagda Mor's henge.

Totally unguarded.

Perhaps the Demons
have already been dispatched

and are marching on Arborlon.

Or Amberle.

Now is the time to strike, is it not?

Are you with me, brother?

I'm ready.

Afraid there's only room for two
on this ride.

Maybe in the next life.

Shame you have to die.

Ugh!

(FOOTSTEPS)

(SCREECHING)

(YELLS)

Wil!

- You're alive.
- Oh!

- What is that?
-(GENEWEN SCREECHES)

WIL: She's called a Roc.
I saved her and her partner, Perk.

- He's a Wing Rider.
-(MOANS)

WIL: Let's go!

WIL: Hold on.

ERETRIA: Uh! Ugh!

AMBERLE: Eretria!

AMBERLE:
We have to go back!

(ARROWS WHISTLE)

(GENEWEN SCREECHES)

Ah!

Bandon!

(BOTH GRUNT)

(SNARLS)

(CLINK)

DAGDA MOR:
I've been expecting you.

Keep your distance.
We don't know what he's capable of.

Foolish prince.

I tell you to fetch my sword
and you do it.

I command you to kill the Druid
and you run him through.

They were the King's commands.

Your father is dead.

Father.

And you are my puppet.

- Ander, no!
-(DAGDA MOR LAUGHS)

Arggh!

(DAGDA MOR GRUNTS)

Arggh!

I tricked you into
delivering me this sword.

Now you will test its blade.

Ugh!

No!

Ugh!

(WHEEZES)

No!

(SHOUTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(ROARS)

Arggh!

Ohh!

(BIRDS CHIRP)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

- AMBERLE: It's taking too long.
- WIL: He'll be back.

You just got to be patient.

What you got there?

Oh, just something I found inside.

What are they?

It's just some sort of game or...

I don't know. It's silly.

No. Tell me.

They reminded me of you.

PERK: Hey!

WIL: Any sign?

They packed her up
and headed out quickly.

I think they're using the trees
for cover.

I've done half-a-dozen passes
and still nothing.

- We need to go on foot.
- Thank you, Perk.

No, thank you.

If you ever need me, use this whistle.

She's out there alone.

We'll find her. I promise.

Arion charged the Dagda Mor head-on -

the truest act of bravery
I have ever seen.

And you escaped the henge unharmed?

All because of my brother.

He saved me, Father.

Gave up his life, but I couldn't help him.

I'm sure you did everything you could.

No, I didn't.

But I'm gonna
try and do my best now.

Aine, Arion, my father...

...all gone, and now...

And now you are king.