The Storyteller (1987–1989): Season 1, Episode 9 - The True Bride - full transcript
Anja has been forced to work for a nasty troll all her life. When her master's tasks become increasingly difficult, a magical white lion appears out of nowhere to help her out. After being rid of the troll, Anja finds true love in the form of a gardener but just before they can get married, her sweetheart is enchanted by none other than the Troll's daughter, the Trollop.
[Cawing]
[Storyteller]
When people told themselves
their past with stories,
explained their present
with stories,
foretold the future
with stories,
the best place by the fire
was kept for...
[Clinking]
The storyteller.
On the whole,
there's absolutely no need
to be frightened of giants.
Giants are gentle,
perfectly harmless,
very affectionate.
Unless, of course,
the giant has no heart
in his body.
[Crackling]
Think of all kinds
of unpleasant things
and add "giant" to them,
and that's what you get
when a giant has no heart.
Such a giant
once terrorized a country
in the far north of the world,
near the very top.
He'd hidden his heart.
It gave him too much trouble,
all those giant feelings.
In its place
was a wasps' nest,
about to swarm.
This giant
could crack a skull
with his fist
like a walnut,
and frequently did.
Until, at last,
the old king
of that country,
as good as the giant
was bad,
trapped him
in a giant trap
and locked him
in a giant cell.
Good.
Very good.
And there he stayed
for many a year.
And all would have been well
but for a small problem.
A small problem
called Leo,
youngest
of the king's 3 sons.
He is so curious!
Now, there's a dark place
he's forbidden to visit.
His brothers tell him
a giant lives there
with no heart,
but he doesn't believe it.
I don't believe it.
Hello!
Hello, down there!
[Chain rattling]
Who's that?
Are you a giant?
Rattle once
if you're a giant,
and twice if you're not.
[Chain rattles once]
Do you have a heart, then?
Once for yes,
and twice for no.
[Chain rattles twice]
A giant with no heart
in his body!
[Storyteller]
The little prince runs off,
his imagination ablaze,
he's so excited.
There's a giant with no heart
living in the castle!
Next morning
he's up at the crack
and running past
his mother...
Leo, where are you
off to?
Nowhere.
[Drumming]
[Chain rattles]
[Giant]
Can you hear me?
Yes.
Why are you down there?
Because, long ago,
I did some bad things.
This is my punishment.
Oh!
I've been here
for years and years.
Unless I'm let out soon,
I will surely die.
Oh, don't worry,
I'll go and tell my father.
No!
Don't tell anybody.
Please!
Would you like
to be my friend?
Yes, please.
Good.
Good.
He's bad, that giant.
Oh, yes.
Day after day,
the little prince
comes visiting.
He wants to tell
the whole world
about his friend.
But he can't,
so he mustn't,
so he won't.
And in the dark, dank,
black of the dungeon,
the heartless giant
plots and plans.
The keys to my locks,
do you know
where they're kept?
I don't. No.
Long ago,
a guard said
the king kept the keys
by his bed.
Oh, those keys?
They're huge,
they're massive.
I thought they must be
for the crown jewels.
Oh, no,
they're for me.
They're for my misery.
Do you know something?
I think if I got
those old keys
and let you out,
nobody would
even realize.
No, that's not right.
This is my punishment.
I deserve it.
It's not fair
that you're chained
down there.
I bet that chain
hurts your legs.
Only sometimes.
I don't care what you say.
I'm going to go
and get those keys.
[Storyteller]
And so, that very night,
Leo crept into the room
where the king and queen
were sleeping.
[Door creaking]
[Door creaking]
It's me.
I've got the keys.
[Giant grunting]
[Keys rattling]
Who goes there?
Hurry, hurry!
They're too big.
They can't be!
Push them.
I'm trying.
[Moans]
Don't forget
to let me have them back.
[Roars]
What's happening?
[Grunts]
[Roars]
[Groaning]
[Bells tolling]
[Yelling]
What's happened?
Are we attacked?
[Sentry]
The giant, my lord,
he's escaped!
[Prince #1]
Father,
what's happening?
The giant
has escaped.
Leo! Go back
to your room.
It's not safe.
How could
he have escaped
after all this time?
He had the keys,
my lord.
Then someone
helped him.
Someone betrayed us.
A madman.
Only a madman would help
a giant with no heart.
[Woman screaming]
It's starting again.
Leo, I said get back
to your room!
Poor boy.
That's right.
"Someone betrayed us.
"Only a madman
would help a giant
with no heart."
The boy's face
swam with tears.
So let down, he felt.
So stupid.
And from that moment,
the boy in him,
the innocent heart,
the joy in him,
they were gone,
like his friend,
and they would
never return.
[Leo]
Brother,
where are you going?
I am going to get back
the giant.
Now, wish me luck
and get back to bed.
Good luck.
I'm sorry.
But his brother didn't hear.
He'd gone to find the giant
and he didn't come back.
Brother,
where are you
going?
To find our brother
and to kill the giant.
But he'll trick you!
Wish me luck.
[Storyteller]
Terrible, our boy felt,
as his brother rode off,
terrible.
And this brother
didn't come back either.
[Sobbing]
Mother?
Your father says
he intends to go off
to fight the giant.
He can't!
He mustn't!
I've lost 2 sons already.
He's too old. He's too ill.
Don't cry.
Leo, promise me,
promise me,
you won't ever go.
[Storyteller]
But he can't promise.
How can he?
Were it not for him,
the heartless giant
would still be chained
and locked and safe
in the dungeon.
No, he did the damage,
he must repair it.
So, off, madness,
off, folly,
off, for goodness' sake,
to find the giant
and put an end
to his cruelty!
And so the young prince, Leo,
rides the land
in search
of his once-friend,
the heartless giant.
3 winters come and go,
their bitter shiver,
until, one day,
he comes to a place
and knows
he's in the giant's
cruel footsteps.
"Help me,"
cries a trampled bird.
"The giant broke me
and now I cannot fly,
cannot eat. Help me."
And Leo tended the bird,
fixed its wing,
fed it bread
soaked in milk,
and soon
all was well with it.
"Thank you,"
cried the bird.
"If you need me,
I shan't forget."
Not long after,
he stops at a stream,
and he hears a flapping,
hears a thrashing,
hears a slapping.
"Help me,"
cries the choking fish.
"Help me back
into the water.
"I'm stuck here,
I'm stranded,
I'm beached-up
and landed!"
Now, Leo's famished,
and he loves a fish,
but he's suffered sufficient,
this fellow.
Back he goes
to where the salmon is king.
"Thank you,"
cries the fish.
I'd have scoffed him,
if he was so hungry.
I like fish.
Would you?
Well, listen,
he goes on
a little further
and now his horse
gives up the ghost.
His old horse
who's carried the prince
a 1,000 miles and more
sinks slowly
to his knees
and rolls over
on his side,
and dies.
[Gasps]
So did the prince
eat his horse?
No, he didn't,
he couldn't.
He lay down beside it,
famished and forlorn.
He shuts his eyes,
squeezing back tears,
drifting into dreams.
Ah, it's his mother
nursing him.
Licking up his wet cheeks,
hugging him.
Don't move!
Terrible teeth glistening.
[Snarling]
I've not eaten
since the winter came.
Help me, let me
eat your horse.
I'll eat it
and be strong again.
Trust me.
But how can Leo
trust anyone?
He's trusted before
and been betrayed.
That's right, that's right.
Let the wolf starve.
Please,
please, or I must
surely die.
No, don't do it!
Eat your fill.
And if you must,
then, afterwards, eat me.
And the wolf
eats the horse
and sucks the bones
until there's
not a scrap left,
save the reins.
Master, come here.
Oh, no!
Am I to go now?
Yes, us both.
I'll help you.
On my back, sir.
Let's leave
this place.
[Storyteller]
And he does and they do.
And they go a gray dash,
a day and a night
and a morning,
until they come at last
to a garden
full with statues.
Stone men,
stone women,
stone soldiers.
This is my brother.
This is
the giant's work.
There is his house.
All who approach
he turns to stone.
Oh, no, look!
You, too.
You're so cold.
The giant was my friend.
He really was.
He's no one's friend.
He has no heart
in his body.
Then I must find
his heart.
[Birds chirping]
[Drumming]
Where did you get
that drum?
It's mine.
It's me, Leo.
Prince Leo?
Yes, it is you.
I can see now.
Well, are you the same
as your brothers,
come to challenge me?
No, I come in guilt.
Either you will
take me in,
or I must go
into exile.
Guilty? About what?
That you set me free?
[Grunts]
You were a child.
I had to fool you
to get the keys.
Otherwise,
I'd still be there,
rotting.
But stay if you like.
No tricks though,
no traps.
Else you'll end up the same
as your brothers.
[Laughing]
[Storyteller]
"No tricks, no traps,"
agreed the boy
and went inside.
He's a servant now
for the heartless giant.
For weeks he cleans,
for weeks he scours,
until spick where speck was,
and span where squalor.
Each evening,
the giant returns
from his wild outings
to find the fire lit,
the hearth swept
and his trousers pressed.
He likes this.
Very nice.
Very nice.
Thank you.
I should have had
a servant before.
And I don't treat you bad,
do I?
For a heartless giant?
[Laughing]
So what happened
to your heart?
It's in safe keeping.
Can't feel without it,
can I?
Can't get hurt,
can't die
from the breaking of it.
Clever.
So where is it, then?
He who pries
is prone to die.
Do you follow me?
Yes.
But I'll tell you
if you want to know.
My heart's
in that cupboard.
[Storyteller]
In the cupboard!
His own heart pounds,
and he can hardly wait
until the morning.
But no heart,
oh, no!
The heart's not there
at all.
[Grunting]
[Panting]
I'm back.
Evening, sir.
What's that smell?
Polish.
What are you polishing
that old cupboard for?
It's the home
of your heart,
it should be polished.
Ha! Did you really think
I kept my heart
in a cupboard?
[Laughing]
What a dimble!
It's not there, then.
Of course, it's not.
I see.
It's under the step.
[Storyteller]
So the next morning,
off stomps the giant
and out goes our boy,
digging out the steps.
Stone, dust, roots,
but no heart!
I'm back.
What's that?
Oh, you must have
trodden on the step.
I painted it.
What a dafflebox!
You thought my heart
was under the step!
[Laughing]
Have these off, then.
Sir.
The fact is...
No one can find
my heart.
I'll tell you
exactly where it is
and you'll still
not be able to find it.
Far away,
so far you cannot
fathom it,
so high you cannot
climb it,
is a mountain.
And in the mountain
is a lake,
and in the lake
is an island,
in the island
is a church,
in the church is a well,
in the well is a duck,
in the duck is an egg,
and in the egg...
Is my heart.
I see.
No, not so easy,
little thief, eh?
Not such a diddle
and a doddle
as you thought.
No. Your father
tricked me once
and I shan't
be tricked again!
[Storyteller]
An egg in a duck,
in a well,
in a church,
in an island,
in a lake,
in a mountain?
Impossible!
But that night
Leo steals away
and calls for his friend,
the wolf.
Up he gets,
and tight he holds,
and off they go.
Headlong, a breathless blur
of world flashing by.
And they're at the mountain
clambering, scrambling,
and then there's a lake,
and there's the church!
But the church is locked
and the door
will not budge.
Look!
Said the wolf,
and there, impossibly high,
dangled the key.
We'll never reach it.
[Bird cawing]
Thank you, my friend.
[Storyteller]
And in they go,
into the church,
where they find the well.
And sure enough,
in the well swims a duck.
Come on. Come on.
[Quacking]
Oh, oh, no!
Now what?
[Sighs]
[Water gurgling]
What's that?It's the fish!
It's my fish!
Catch it!
I've got it!
I've got the giant's heart!
Thank you, my friend.
Thank you!
I've got it!
[Drumming]
Where have you been?
I've a good mind
to crack your ears.
I've a good mind
to set you there
with your brothers.
[Breathing heavily]
Stop that!
Years ago, sir,
you broke my heart.
Now I shall break yours.
No, be careful.
Please don't break that.
I will,
I will break it.
I will squeeze it
and squeeze it to bits,
unless you release
my brothers
and all these poor people.
Yes!
I'll do anything you ask.
Look,
I'm doing it!
There!
Brother,
you've rescued us!
Praise the lord,
our little brother!
Praise the lord!
Now, quick,
smash the egg!
No. I'm going
to give it back.
[Prince #2]
Don't be stupid.
I've done as you bid.
Can I have my heart?
You can, sir,
as I promised.
For I know that with
your heart in place
you could not be
as you are now.
No!
Now, villain,
for years
I've stood here helpless,
and watched your cruelty.
The folk he's beaten!
The vile murders!
Please, don't.
Please.
[Men]
Kill him! Kill him!
Like with like,
spite with spite.
Don't! I promised!
Don't!
All the pain
you've caused,
I now repay.
[Groaning]
[Moaning]
[Gasping]
You promised.
[Groans]
[Buzzing]
[Prince #2]
What's happening?
There was
a wasps' nest
where his heart
should have been.
[All cheering]
[Storyteller]
And where the giant fell,
a hill grew.
And in time
and when much was long forgot,
the place was still known
as the hill
of the heartless giant.
[Howling]
But he would have changed,
that giant.
He would have reformed
with his heart back.
Yes, I know.
Cruel.
But do you know
prince Leo lived to be
a great age,
became king,
had 42 grandchildren,
and he told them all
that tale.
But in his story
the giant got back
his heart
and made amends
for all his wrongs.
Because, you see,
despite all
that took place,
a little boy
once met a giant
and they became friends.
[Storyteller]
When people told themselves
their past with stories,
explained their present
with stories,
foretold the future
with stories,
the best place by the fire
was kept for...
[Clinking]
The storyteller.
On the whole,
there's absolutely no need
to be frightened of giants.
Giants are gentle,
perfectly harmless,
very affectionate.
Unless, of course,
the giant has no heart
in his body.
[Crackling]
Think of all kinds
of unpleasant things
and add "giant" to them,
and that's what you get
when a giant has no heart.
Such a giant
once terrorized a country
in the far north of the world,
near the very top.
He'd hidden his heart.
It gave him too much trouble,
all those giant feelings.
In its place
was a wasps' nest,
about to swarm.
This giant
could crack a skull
with his fist
like a walnut,
and frequently did.
Until, at last,
the old king
of that country,
as good as the giant
was bad,
trapped him
in a giant trap
and locked him
in a giant cell.
Good.
Very good.
And there he stayed
for many a year.
And all would have been well
but for a small problem.
A small problem
called Leo,
youngest
of the king's 3 sons.
He is so curious!
Now, there's a dark place
he's forbidden to visit.
His brothers tell him
a giant lives there
with no heart,
but he doesn't believe it.
I don't believe it.
Hello!
Hello, down there!
[Chain rattling]
Who's that?
Are you a giant?
Rattle once
if you're a giant,
and twice if you're not.
[Chain rattles once]
Do you have a heart, then?
Once for yes,
and twice for no.
[Chain rattles twice]
A giant with no heart
in his body!
[Storyteller]
The little prince runs off,
his imagination ablaze,
he's so excited.
There's a giant with no heart
living in the castle!
Next morning
he's up at the crack
and running past
his mother...
Leo, where are you
off to?
Nowhere.
[Drumming]
[Chain rattles]
[Giant]
Can you hear me?
Yes.
Why are you down there?
Because, long ago,
I did some bad things.
This is my punishment.
Oh!
I've been here
for years and years.
Unless I'm let out soon,
I will surely die.
Oh, don't worry,
I'll go and tell my father.
No!
Don't tell anybody.
Please!
Would you like
to be my friend?
Yes, please.
Good.
Good.
He's bad, that giant.
Oh, yes.
Day after day,
the little prince
comes visiting.
He wants to tell
the whole world
about his friend.
But he can't,
so he mustn't,
so he won't.
And in the dark, dank,
black of the dungeon,
the heartless giant
plots and plans.
The keys to my locks,
do you know
where they're kept?
I don't. No.
Long ago,
a guard said
the king kept the keys
by his bed.
Oh, those keys?
They're huge,
they're massive.
I thought they must be
for the crown jewels.
Oh, no,
they're for me.
They're for my misery.
Do you know something?
I think if I got
those old keys
and let you out,
nobody would
even realize.
No, that's not right.
This is my punishment.
I deserve it.
It's not fair
that you're chained
down there.
I bet that chain
hurts your legs.
Only sometimes.
I don't care what you say.
I'm going to go
and get those keys.
[Storyteller]
And so, that very night,
Leo crept into the room
where the king and queen
were sleeping.
[Door creaking]
[Door creaking]
It's me.
I've got the keys.
[Giant grunting]
[Keys rattling]
Who goes there?
Hurry, hurry!
They're too big.
They can't be!
Push them.
I'm trying.
[Moans]
Don't forget
to let me have them back.
[Roars]
What's happening?
[Grunts]
[Roars]
[Groaning]
[Bells tolling]
[Yelling]
What's happened?
Are we attacked?
[Sentry]
The giant, my lord,
he's escaped!
[Prince #1]
Father,
what's happening?
The giant
has escaped.
Leo! Go back
to your room.
It's not safe.
How could
he have escaped
after all this time?
He had the keys,
my lord.
Then someone
helped him.
Someone betrayed us.
A madman.
Only a madman would help
a giant with no heart.
[Woman screaming]
It's starting again.
Leo, I said get back
to your room!
Poor boy.
That's right.
"Someone betrayed us.
"Only a madman
would help a giant
with no heart."
The boy's face
swam with tears.
So let down, he felt.
So stupid.
And from that moment,
the boy in him,
the innocent heart,
the joy in him,
they were gone,
like his friend,
and they would
never return.
[Leo]
Brother,
where are you going?
I am going to get back
the giant.
Now, wish me luck
and get back to bed.
Good luck.
I'm sorry.
But his brother didn't hear.
He'd gone to find the giant
and he didn't come back.
Brother,
where are you
going?
To find our brother
and to kill the giant.
But he'll trick you!
Wish me luck.
[Storyteller]
Terrible, our boy felt,
as his brother rode off,
terrible.
And this brother
didn't come back either.
[Sobbing]
Mother?
Your father says
he intends to go off
to fight the giant.
He can't!
He mustn't!
I've lost 2 sons already.
He's too old. He's too ill.
Don't cry.
Leo, promise me,
promise me,
you won't ever go.
[Storyteller]
But he can't promise.
How can he?
Were it not for him,
the heartless giant
would still be chained
and locked and safe
in the dungeon.
No, he did the damage,
he must repair it.
So, off, madness,
off, folly,
off, for goodness' sake,
to find the giant
and put an end
to his cruelty!
And so the young prince, Leo,
rides the land
in search
of his once-friend,
the heartless giant.
3 winters come and go,
their bitter shiver,
until, one day,
he comes to a place
and knows
he's in the giant's
cruel footsteps.
"Help me,"
cries a trampled bird.
"The giant broke me
and now I cannot fly,
cannot eat. Help me."
And Leo tended the bird,
fixed its wing,
fed it bread
soaked in milk,
and soon
all was well with it.
"Thank you,"
cried the bird.
"If you need me,
I shan't forget."
Not long after,
he stops at a stream,
and he hears a flapping,
hears a thrashing,
hears a slapping.
"Help me,"
cries the choking fish.
"Help me back
into the water.
"I'm stuck here,
I'm stranded,
I'm beached-up
and landed!"
Now, Leo's famished,
and he loves a fish,
but he's suffered sufficient,
this fellow.
Back he goes
to where the salmon is king.
"Thank you,"
cries the fish.
I'd have scoffed him,
if he was so hungry.
I like fish.
Would you?
Well, listen,
he goes on
a little further
and now his horse
gives up the ghost.
His old horse
who's carried the prince
a 1,000 miles and more
sinks slowly
to his knees
and rolls over
on his side,
and dies.
[Gasps]
So did the prince
eat his horse?
No, he didn't,
he couldn't.
He lay down beside it,
famished and forlorn.
He shuts his eyes,
squeezing back tears,
drifting into dreams.
Ah, it's his mother
nursing him.
Licking up his wet cheeks,
hugging him.
Don't move!
Terrible teeth glistening.
[Snarling]
I've not eaten
since the winter came.
Help me, let me
eat your horse.
I'll eat it
and be strong again.
Trust me.
But how can Leo
trust anyone?
He's trusted before
and been betrayed.
That's right, that's right.
Let the wolf starve.
Please,
please, or I must
surely die.
No, don't do it!
Eat your fill.
And if you must,
then, afterwards, eat me.
And the wolf
eats the horse
and sucks the bones
until there's
not a scrap left,
save the reins.
Master, come here.
Oh, no!
Am I to go now?
Yes, us both.
I'll help you.
On my back, sir.
Let's leave
this place.
[Storyteller]
And he does and they do.
And they go a gray dash,
a day and a night
and a morning,
until they come at last
to a garden
full with statues.
Stone men,
stone women,
stone soldiers.
This is my brother.
This is
the giant's work.
There is his house.
All who approach
he turns to stone.
Oh, no, look!
You, too.
You're so cold.
The giant was my friend.
He really was.
He's no one's friend.
He has no heart
in his body.
Then I must find
his heart.
[Birds chirping]
[Drumming]
Where did you get
that drum?
It's mine.
It's me, Leo.
Prince Leo?
Yes, it is you.
I can see now.
Well, are you the same
as your brothers,
come to challenge me?
No, I come in guilt.
Either you will
take me in,
or I must go
into exile.
Guilty? About what?
That you set me free?
[Grunts]
You were a child.
I had to fool you
to get the keys.
Otherwise,
I'd still be there,
rotting.
But stay if you like.
No tricks though,
no traps.
Else you'll end up the same
as your brothers.
[Laughing]
[Storyteller]
"No tricks, no traps,"
agreed the boy
and went inside.
He's a servant now
for the heartless giant.
For weeks he cleans,
for weeks he scours,
until spick where speck was,
and span where squalor.
Each evening,
the giant returns
from his wild outings
to find the fire lit,
the hearth swept
and his trousers pressed.
He likes this.
Very nice.
Very nice.
Thank you.
I should have had
a servant before.
And I don't treat you bad,
do I?
For a heartless giant?
[Laughing]
So what happened
to your heart?
It's in safe keeping.
Can't feel without it,
can I?
Can't get hurt,
can't die
from the breaking of it.
Clever.
So where is it, then?
He who pries
is prone to die.
Do you follow me?
Yes.
But I'll tell you
if you want to know.
My heart's
in that cupboard.
[Storyteller]
In the cupboard!
His own heart pounds,
and he can hardly wait
until the morning.
But no heart,
oh, no!
The heart's not there
at all.
[Grunting]
[Panting]
I'm back.
Evening, sir.
What's that smell?
Polish.
What are you polishing
that old cupboard for?
It's the home
of your heart,
it should be polished.
Ha! Did you really think
I kept my heart
in a cupboard?
[Laughing]
What a dimble!
It's not there, then.
Of course, it's not.
I see.
It's under the step.
[Storyteller]
So the next morning,
off stomps the giant
and out goes our boy,
digging out the steps.
Stone, dust, roots,
but no heart!
I'm back.
What's that?
Oh, you must have
trodden on the step.
I painted it.
What a dafflebox!
You thought my heart
was under the step!
[Laughing]
Have these off, then.
Sir.
The fact is...
No one can find
my heart.
I'll tell you
exactly where it is
and you'll still
not be able to find it.
Far away,
so far you cannot
fathom it,
so high you cannot
climb it,
is a mountain.
And in the mountain
is a lake,
and in the lake
is an island,
in the island
is a church,
in the church is a well,
in the well is a duck,
in the duck is an egg,
and in the egg...
Is my heart.
I see.
No, not so easy,
little thief, eh?
Not such a diddle
and a doddle
as you thought.
No. Your father
tricked me once
and I shan't
be tricked again!
[Storyteller]
An egg in a duck,
in a well,
in a church,
in an island,
in a lake,
in a mountain?
Impossible!
But that night
Leo steals away
and calls for his friend,
the wolf.
Up he gets,
and tight he holds,
and off they go.
Headlong, a breathless blur
of world flashing by.
And they're at the mountain
clambering, scrambling,
and then there's a lake,
and there's the church!
But the church is locked
and the door
will not budge.
Look!
Said the wolf,
and there, impossibly high,
dangled the key.
We'll never reach it.
[Bird cawing]
Thank you, my friend.
[Storyteller]
And in they go,
into the church,
where they find the well.
And sure enough,
in the well swims a duck.
Come on. Come on.
[Quacking]
Oh, oh, no!
Now what?
[Sighs]
[Water gurgling]
What's that?It's the fish!
It's my fish!
Catch it!
I've got it!
I've got the giant's heart!
Thank you, my friend.
Thank you!
I've got it!
[Drumming]
Where have you been?
I've a good mind
to crack your ears.
I've a good mind
to set you there
with your brothers.
[Breathing heavily]
Stop that!
Years ago, sir,
you broke my heart.
Now I shall break yours.
No, be careful.
Please don't break that.
I will,
I will break it.
I will squeeze it
and squeeze it to bits,
unless you release
my brothers
and all these poor people.
Yes!
I'll do anything you ask.
Look,
I'm doing it!
There!
Brother,
you've rescued us!
Praise the lord,
our little brother!
Praise the lord!
Now, quick,
smash the egg!
No. I'm going
to give it back.
[Prince #2]
Don't be stupid.
I've done as you bid.
Can I have my heart?
You can, sir,
as I promised.
For I know that with
your heart in place
you could not be
as you are now.
No!
Now, villain,
for years
I've stood here helpless,
and watched your cruelty.
The folk he's beaten!
The vile murders!
Please, don't.
Please.
[Men]
Kill him! Kill him!
Like with like,
spite with spite.
Don't! I promised!
Don't!
All the pain
you've caused,
I now repay.
[Groaning]
[Moaning]
[Gasping]
You promised.
[Groans]
[Buzzing]
[Prince #2]
What's happening?
There was
a wasps' nest
where his heart
should have been.
[All cheering]
[Storyteller]
And where the giant fell,
a hill grew.
And in time
and when much was long forgot,
the place was still known
as the hill
of the heartless giant.
[Howling]
But he would have changed,
that giant.
He would have reformed
with his heart back.
Yes, I know.
Cruel.
But do you know
prince Leo lived to be
a great age,
became king,
had 42 grandchildren,
and he told them all
that tale.
But in his story
the giant got back
his heart
and made amends
for all his wrongs.
Because, you see,
despite all
that took place,
a little boy
once met a giant
and they became friends.