Four young war evacuees are transported to the magical land of Narnia, where they join the noble lion Aslan to overthrow the White Witch (Tilda Swinton).
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Das Ziel erreichen in zehn Sekunden.
Dieses Flakfeuer ist unglaublich. Mach schnell!
Wir haben unser Ziel verpasst.
AIR-RAID SIREN WAILS AND EXPLOSIONS
Edmund, get away from there!
Peter! What do you think you're doing?! Peter, the shelter! Now!
-Oh, wait! No!
-Come on! Leave it!
Lucy, come on!
-Come on! Quickly!
-I'll get him!
-Peter, come back!
-Ed, come here!
Edmund, get down!
Come on, you idiot! Run!
-Why can't you think about anyone but yourself?!
-You're so selfish! You could have got us killed!
Why can't you just do as you're told?
'Children and evacuation staff...'
You need to keep this on, darling, all right?
Are you warm enough? Good girl.
-If Dad were here, he wouldn't make us go.
-If Dad were here,
it would mean the war was over.
You will listen to your brother, won't you, Edmund?
-Promise me you'll look after the others?
-I will, Mum.
Be a big girl.
-All right...off you go.
Please get aboard now!
Hey, get off! I know how to get on a train by myself! Get off me!
-May I have your tickets, please? Tickets, please.
-On you go.
-Yes, thank you.
Come on, Lucy. We have to stick together now.
Everything's going to be all right. It's going to be fine.
-Bye, Mummy! I love you!
Bye, Mum! We'll miss you! See you soon!
-Goosey Station! Goosey Station!
TRAIN WHISTLE TOOTS
CAR HORN TOOTS
The professor knew we were coming.
Perhaps we've been incorrectly labelled.
Come on! Hup!
And, whoa! Whoa!
-I'm afraid so.
Is this it, then? Haven't you brought anything else?
No, ma'am...it's just us.
Good girl. Come on! Come on!
Professor Kirke is not accustomed
to having children in this house. And, as such, there are a few rules
we need to follow. There will be no shouting.
Or running. No improper use of the dumb waiter.
No touching of the historical artefacts!
And, above all, there shall be no disturbing
of the professor.
'German aircraft carried out a number of attacks last night.
'The raids, which lasted for several hours...'
TURNS RADIO OFF
The sheets feel scratchy.
Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon.
-Yeah, if home's still there.
-Isn't it time you were in bed?
-You saw outside.
This place is huge. We can do whatever we want here.
Tomorrow is going to be great.
Come on, Peter, gastrovascular.
-Is it Latin?
Is it Latin for "worst game ever invented"?
SHE SLAMS THE BOOK SHUT We could play hide-and-seek.
But we're already having so much fun(!)
SUSAN SIGHS Come on, Peter, please! Pretty please?
seven, eight, nine, ten,
# Oh, Johnny, oh, Johnny!
# How you can love
# Oh, Johnny, oh, Johnny!
# Heavens above You make my sad heart jump
# With joy
# And when you're near I just can't
# Sit still a minute, I'm so...
# Oh, Johnny, oh, Johnny!
# Please tell me, dear
# What makes me love you so?
# You're not handsome It's true... #
I was here first!
# ..Oh, Johnny Oh, Johnny, oh... #
A FLY BUZZES
'..75, 76, 77,
'78, 79, 80,
'81, 82, 83,
'84, 85, 86,
'87, 88, 89,
'90, 91, 92,
'93, 94, 95,
'96, 97, 98...'
RUSTLING, LUCY GASPS
THEY BOTH SCREAM
Were you hiding from me?
No. Er, well...
I just... I-I... No.
No, I-I-I just... I was just, erm... I didn't want to scare you.
If you don't mind my asking...
-..what are you?
Well, I'm a faun. And what about you?
-You must be some kind of... beardless dwarf?
-I'm not a dwarf!
I'm a girl!
And, actually, I'm tallest in my class.
Do you mean to say that you're a Daughter of Eve?
Well, my mum's name is Helen...
Yes, but you are... in fact...human?
Yes, of course.
-What are you doing here?
-Well, I was hiding in the wardrobe
-in the spare room and...
-Spare Oom? Is that in Narnia?
Narnia? What's that?
Well, dear girl, you're in it. Everything from the lamppost,
all the way to Castle Cair Paravel on the Eastern Ocean,
every stick and stone you see, every icicle is...Narnia.
-It's an awfully big wardrobe.
Er, I'm sorry, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tumnus.
Pleased to meet you, Mr Tumnus. I'm Lucy Pevensie.
Oh, you shake it.
I...I don't know. People do it when they meet each other.
-THEY BOTH LAUGH
-Well, then, Lucy Pevensie,
from the shining city of War Drobe
in the wondrous land of Spare Oom, how would it be
if you came and had tea with me?
Well, thank you very much, but I...
..I probably should be getting back.
But it's only around the corner and there will be a glorious fire
with...toast and tea
and cakes. And perhaps we'll even break into the sardines.
-I don't know.
It's not every day that I get to make a new friend.
Well, I suppose I could come... for a little while,
if you have sardines.
By the bucketload.
Not much further. Wait until you see it.
-You all right?
Well, here we are. Come along.
-May I help you with that?
-Oh! Thank you very much.
Now, that, that is my father.
He has a nice face.
He looks a lot like you.
No. No, I'm not very much like him at all, really.
My father's fighting in the war.
My father went away to war, too.
But that was a long, long time ago.
-Before this dreadful winter.
-Winter's not all bad.
There's ice skating and snowball fights.
Oh, and Christmas!
-No. No, we haven't had a Christmas in a hundred years.
-No presents for a hundred years?
-Always winter, never Christmas.
It's been a long winter.
But you would have loved Narnia in summer.
We fauns danced with the dryads all night
and, you know, we never got tired.
And the music.
Would... would you like to hear some now?
Oh, yes, please!
Now, are you familiar with any Narnia lullabies?
-Well, that's good,
probably won't sound anything like one.
-(Oh, I should go.)
-It's too late for that now.
I'm such a terrible faun.
Oh, no, you're the nicest faun I've ever met.
Then I'm afraid you've had a very poor sampling.
No...you can't have done anything that bad.
It's not something I have done, Lucy Pevensie...
-..it's something I am doing.
-What are you doing?
I'm kidnapping you.
-It was the White Witch.
She's the one who makes it always winter. She gave orders -
if any of us ever find a human wandering in the woods,
we're supposed to turn it over to her.
But, Mr Tumnus, you wouldn't.
I thought you were my friend.
Now...she may already know you're here.
The woods are full of her spies.
Even some of the trees are on her side.
-Can you find your way back from here?
-I think so.
Will you be all right?
Hey. Hey. Hey.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Keep it. You need it more than I do.
No matter what happens, Lucy Pevensie, I am glad to have met you.
You've made me feel warmer than I've felt in a hundred years.
Now, go... Go!
-'Ready or not, here I come!'
-It's all right! I'm back!
-I'm all right!
-(Shut up! He's coming!)
I'm not sure you two have quite got the idea of this game.
-Weren't you wondering where I was?
-That's the point.
-That was why he was seeking you.
-Does this mean I win?
-I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore.
-I've been gone for hours.
Lucy, the only wood in here is the back of the wardrobe.
One game at a time, Lu. We don't all have your imagination.
-But I wasn't imagining!
-That's enough, Lucy.
-I wouldn't lie about this!
-Well, I believe you.
-Yeah, of course. Didn't I tell you about the football field
-in the bathroom cupboard(?)
-Will you just stop?
-You have to make everything worse, don't you?
-It was just a joke.
-When are you gonna learn to grow up?
You think you're Dad, but you're not!
Well, that was nicely handled(!)
But...it really was there.
Susan's right, Lucy... that's enough.
Where are you?
Hope you're not afraid of the dark.
Where are you?
I think I believe you now!
-Leave me alone!
-What is it now, Ginarrbrik?
-Make him let me go!
-How dare you address the Queen of Narnia!
-I didn't know!
-You will know her better hereafter!
What is your name, Son of Adam?
And how, Edmund, did you come to enter my dominion?
-I'm not sure. I was just following my sister.
-How many are you?
-Four. Lucy's the only one that's been here before.
She said she met some faun called...Tumnus.
Peter and Susan didn't believe her. I didn't, either.
Edmund, you look so cold. Will you come and sit with me?
Now... how about something hot to drink?
Your drink, sire.
-How did you do that?
-I can make anything you like.
-Can you make me taller?
Anything you'd like to eat?
-..I would very much like to meet the rest of your family.
They're nothing special.
Oh, I'm sure they're not...nearly as delightful
but, you see, Edmund, I have no children of my own
and you are exactly the sort of boy who I could see,
one day, becoming...Prince of Narnia.
Maybe even King.
-Of course, you'd have to bring your family.
Er...do you mean... Peter would be King, too?
No! No, no!
But a king needs servants.
I guess I could bring them.
Beyond these woods, you see those two hills? My house
is right between them. You'd love it there, Edmund.
It has whole rooms simply stuffed with Turkish delight.
-Couldn't I have some more now?
Don't want to ruin your appetite. Besides, you and I are going to be
-seeing each other again soon, aren't we?
-I hope so...Your Majesty.
Until then, dear one. Mmm, I'm going to miss you.
Yah! Yah! Yah!
Oh, Edmund, you got in, too! Isn't it wonderful?!
-Where have you been?
-With Mr Tumnus. He's fine.
The White Witch hasn't found out anything about him meeting me.
-The White Witch?
-(She calls herself the Queen of Narnia,
(but she really isn't.)
-Are you all right? You look awful.
-Well, what do you expect?!
I mean, it's freezing! How do we get out of here?
Come on. This way.
DOOR BANGS OPEN
Peter! Peter, wake up! Peter, wake up! It's there!
-It's really there!
-Lucy, what are you talking about?
-Narnia, it's in the wardrobe, like I told you!
-You've been dreaming.
But I haven't! I saw Mr Tumnus again! And this time Edmund went, too!
You...you saw the faun?
Well, he didn't actually go there with me.
What were you doing, Edmund?
I was...just playing along.
I'm sorry, Peter, I shouldn't have encouraged her,
but...you know what little children are like these days?
They just don't know when to stop pretending.
You children are one shenanigan shy of sleeping in the stable!
I'm sorry, I told them you were not to be disturbed.
It's all right, Mrs Macready. I'm sure there's an explanation.
First of all, I think this one is in need of a little hot chocolate.
-Come along, dear.
You seem to have upset the delicate internal balance
-of my housekeeper.
-We're very sorry, sir. It won't happen again.
-It's our sister, sir, Lucy.
-The weeping girl?
-Yes, sir. She's upset.
-Hence the weeping.
-It's nothing. We can handle it.
-Oh, I can see that.
She thinks she's found a magical land. In the upstairs wardrobe.
-What did you say?
-Erm...the wardrobe upstairs,
Lucy thinks she's found a forest inside.
-She won't stop going on about it.
-What was it like?
-Like talking to a lunatic.
-No, no, no, not her, the forest.
-You're not saying you believe her?
But of course not. I mean, logically, it's impossible.
What do they teach in schools these days?
Edmund said they were pretending.
-And he's usually the more truthful one, is he?
-This would be the first time.
-Well, if she's not mad and she's not lying,
then, LOGICALLY...we must assume she's telling the truth.
You're saying that we should just believe her?
She's your sister, isn't she? You're a family.
You might just try acting like one.
-Peter winds up, poised to take yet another wicket!
-Whoops! Wake up, Dolly Daydream!
-Why can't we play hide-and-seek again?
-I thought you said it was a kids' game.
we could all use the fresh air.
It's not like there isn't air inside.
Are you ready?
-BANGS BAT ON GROUND
Well done, Ed(!)
-You bowled it!
-'What is going on?!'
-No, no, back! Back!
RATTLES DOOR, ADVANCING FOOTSTEPS
-You've got to be joking.
ADVANCING FOOTSTEPS, THEY ALL GASP
DOOR CREAKS, ADVANCING FOOTSTEPS
-I'm not on your toe!
-Stop shoving! Move back!
-Will you stop shoving?!
-THEY ALL SHOUT
Don't worry, I'm sure it's just your imagination(!)
I don't suppose saying we're sorry would quite cover it?
No, it wouldn't.
-But that might!
Oh! THEY LAUGH
-You little liar!
-You didn't believe her, either!
Apologise to Lucy.
-Say you're sorry!
-That's all right. Some little children just don't know
-when to stop pretending.
-Maybe we should go back.
-Shouldn't we at least take a look around?
-I think Lucy should decide.
I'd like you all to meet Mr Tumnus.
Well, then, Mr Tumnus it is!
But we can't go hiking in the snow dressed like this.
No...but I'm sure the professor wouldn't mind us
Anyway, if you think about it
logically...we're not even taking them out of the wardrobe.
-But that's a girl's coat!
..lots and lots of lovely food and we'll have lots and lots of...
Who would do something like this?
"The faun, Tumnus, is hereby charged with high treason
"against Her Imperial Majesty, Jadis, Queen of Narnia,
"for comforting her enemies and fraternising with humans.
"Signed Maugrim, Captain of the Secret Police. Long live the Queen."
-All right, now we really should go back.
-But what about Mr Tumnus?!
If he was arrested just for being with a human,
-I don't think there is much we can do.
-You don't understand, do you?
I'm the human. She must have found out he helped me.
-Maybe we could call the police.
-These are the police.
-Don't worry, Lu, we'll think of something.
I mean, he's a criminal.
BIRD CHIRPS Psst!
Did that bird just "psst" us?
It's a beaver.
I ain't gonna smell it, if that's what you want.
-Hey, that's the hanky I gave to Mr Tum...
-He got it to me just before they took him.
-Is he all right?
-What are you doing?
-How do we know we can trust him?
-He said he knows the faun.
He's a beaver. He shouldn't be saying anything!
-Everything all right?
-Yes, we were just talking.
(That's better left for safer quarters.)
He means the trees.
(Come on, we don't want to be caught out here after nightfall.)
Ah, blimey, it looks like the old girl's got the kettle on!
-Nice cup of Rosie Lee!
-No, it's merely a trifle.
Plenty to do. Ain't quite finished it yet. It'll look the business
when it is, though.
Beaver, is that you? I've been worried sick!
If I find you've been out with Badger again, I... Oh.
Well, those aren't badgers. Oh, I never thought
I'd live to see this day! Look at my fur.
-You couldn't give me ten minutes' warning?
-I would've given you a week
-if I thought it would've helped.
and we'll get you some food and some CIVILISED company.
-Now, careful. Watch your step.
Excuse the mess. Can't get Mr Beaver to get out of his chair.
Enjoyin' the scenery, are we?
Isn't there anything we can do to help Tumnus?
They'll have taken him to the Witch's house.
And there's few that go through them gates...that come out again.
Fish 'n' chips.
But there is hope, dear. Lots of hope.
there's a right bit more than hope!
(Aslan is on the move.)
-You cheeky little blighter!
-You don't know, do you?
-Well, we haven't been here long.
Well, he's only the king of the whole wood. The top geezer.
-The real King of Narnia!
-He's been away for a long while.
But he's just got back, and he's waiting for you
near the Stone Table!
-He's waiting for US?
-You're bloomin' jokin'!
-They don't even know about the prophecy!
Tumnus' arrest, the Secret Police,
-it's all happenin' because of you!
-You're blaming us?
No, not blaming, thanking you.
There's a prophecy -
"When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone
"sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
-"the evil time will be over and done."
-That doesn't really rhyme.
Yeah, I know it don't, but... You're kinda missin' the point!
It has long been foretold that two Sons of Adam
and two Daughters of Eve will defeat the White Witch
and restore peace to Narnia.
-And you think we're the ones?
-Well, you'd better be,
-cos Aslan's already fitted out your army!
Mum sent us away so we wouldn't get caught up in a war.
I think you've made a mistake. We're not heroes.
-We're from Finchley.
Thank you for your hospitality...
..but we really have to go.
You can't just leave!
-He's right. We have to help Mr Tumnus.
-It's out of our hands.
I'm sorry, but it's time the four of us were getting home. ..Ed.
I'm gonna kill him.
You may not have to. Has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?
-(Ssh! They'll hear ya!)
-Get off me!
-You're playing into her hands!
-We can't just let him go!
-He's our brother!
-He's the bait!
-The Witch wants all four of ya!
To stop the prophecy from coming true... To kill ya!
-This is all your fault.
-None of this would've happened
-if you'd listened to me!
-So you knew this would happen?
I didn't know what would happen, which is why we should have left!
-This isn't going to help Edmund.
Only Aslan can help your brother now.
Then take us to him.
Be still, stranger, or you'll never move again! Who are you?
I'm Edmund! I met the Queen in the woods! She told me to come here!
-I'm a Son of Adam!
My apologies, fortunate favourite of the Queen.
Or else, not so fortunate.
Right this way.
I thought you might.
Tell me, Edmund...
-..are your sisters deaf?
And your brother, is he...
-Well, I think so, but Mum says...
-Then how...dare you...
-I asked so little of you.
-They just don't listen to me!
-You couldn't even do that.
-I did bring them halfway!
They're at the little house at the dam with the beavers!
Well...I suppose you're not a total loss, then, are you?
Well, I was wondering... could I...maybe
have some more Turkish delight now?
Our guest is hungry.
This way for your num-nums.
You know what to do.
Hurry, Mother, they're after us!
-Oh, right, then!
-What's she doing?!
You'll be thanking me later. It's a long journey
-and Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry.
-I'm cranky now!
Do you think we'll need jam?
-Only if the Witch serves toast.
CRACKING, THEY GASP
Badger and me dug this. Comes up right near his place.
-You told me it led to your mum's.
BARKING (They're in the tunnel.)
-Quick! This way!
-Quick! Quick, quick!
-You should have brought a map!
-There wasn't room next to the jam!
SUSAN: Come on, Lucy!
-I'm so sorry, dear.
-He was my best mate.
-This is what becomes of those who cross the Witch.
You take one more step, traitor, and I'll chew you to splinters!
Relax! I'm one of the good guys.
Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot like
-one of the bad ones.
-An unfortunate family resemblance.
But we can argue breeding later. Right now, we've got to move.
-What did you have in mind?
WOLVES BARK AND SNARL
-Lost something, have we?
-Don't patronise me!
I know where your allegiance lies.
-We're looking for some humans.
Humans? Here in Narnia?
Valuable bit of information, don't you think?
Your reward is your life.
It's not much,
but, still... Where are the fugitives?
HE GROWLS AND WHIMPERS
North. They ran north.
Smell them out.
They were helping Tumnus. The Witch got here before I did.
-Ow! Oh! Agh!
-Are you all right?
I wish I could say their bark was worse than their bite... Ow!
-You're worse than Beaver
-on bath day!
-Worst day of the year.
Thank you for your kindness,
-but that's all the cure I have time for.
It has been a pleasure, my Queen, and an honour, but time is short
-and Aslan has asked me to gather more troops.
-You've seen Aslan?
-What's he like?
-Like everything we've ever heard.
You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle.
-But we're not planning on fighting.
-But, King Peter, the prophecy.
We can't go to war without you.
We just want our brother back.
HE COUGHS AND CHOKES
If you're not going to eat that...
-I'd get up, but...
..but my legs...
What's left of him.
-You're Lucy Pevensie's brother?
Yes. Yes, you have the same nose.
Is your sister all right?
-Is she safe?
-BARKING AND SNARLING
-I don't know.
-DOOR LOCK CLICKS
My police tore that dam apart.
Your little family... are nowhere to be found.
-Where did they go?
-I don't know!
-Then you're of no further use to me.
The beaver said something about Aslan!
-He's a stranger here, Your Majesty.
-He can't be expected to know anything.
I said...where is Aslan?
I...I don't know. I left before they said anything.
I wanted to see you!
Release the faun. GUARD GRUNTS
Do you know why you're here, faun?
Because I believe... in a free...Narnia.
You're here... because HE...turned you in...
Take him upstairs. GUARD GRUNTS
And ready my sleigh. Edmund misses his family.
Now, Aslan's camp is near the Stone Table,
-just across the frozen river.
Oh, the river's been frozen solid for a hundred years!
-It's so far.
-It's the world, dear.
-Did you expect it to be small?
When you're ready, Son of Adam.
Yah! Yah! Yah!
Come on, humans! While we're still young.
If he tells us to hurry one more time,
I'm gonna turn him into a big, fluffy hat!
-Hurry up! Come on!
He is getting a little bossy.
-Behind you! It's her!
THEY ALL PANT
-Quick! Quick, quick!
-REINDEER HOOVES CLATTER
-(I suppose I'll go and look.
-(You're worth nothing to Narnia dead.
-Neither are you, Beaver.
-(Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh!)
Come out! I hope you've all been good,
cos there's someone here to see ya!
Merry Christmas, sir.
It certainly is, Lucy, since you have arrived.
Look, I have put up with a lot since I got here, but this...
-We thought you were the Witch.
-Sorry about that, but, in my defence,
I have been driving one of these longer than the Witch.
I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia.
No...not for a long time,
but the hope that you have brought, Your Majesties,
is finally starting to weaken the Witch's power.
Still, I dare say you could do with these.
The juice of the fire flower. One drop will cure any injury.
And though I hope you never have to use it...
Thank you, sir, but...I think I could be brave enough.
I'm sure you could... but battles are...ugly affairs.
..trust in this bow and it will not easily miss.
What happened to, "battles are ugly affairs?"
Though you don't seem to have a problem making yourself heard,
blow on this and wherever you are...help will come.
..the time to use these may be near at hand.
-Thank you, sir.
-These are tools, not toys.
Bear them well and wisely.
Now...I must be off.
Winter is almost over... and things do pile up
when you've been gone a hundred years.
Long live Aslan!
And merry Christmas!
-Merry Christmas, sir!
-See you next year!
-Told you he was real.
-He said winter
was almost over. You know what that means?
No more ice.
-We need to cross...now.
-Don't beavers make dams?
-I'm not THAT fast, dear.
-Wait! Think about this for a minute!
-We don't have a minute!
-I'm trying to be realistic.
No, you're trying to be smart. As usual.
WOLF SNIFFS, THEN HOWLS
-Wait. Maybe I should go first.
Maybe you should.
-You've been sneaking second helpings.
-Well, you never know
which meal's gonna be your last. Especially with your cooking!
CRACKING, LUCY SCREAMS
-If Mum knew what we were doing...
-Mum's not here!
Oh, no! WOLVES SNARL
-Put that down, boy.
-Someone could get hurt.
-Don't worry about me! Run him through!
Leave now while you can and your brother leaves with you.
Stop, Peter! Maybe we should listen to him!
-Don't listen to him! Kill him! Kill him now!
Aw, come on! This isn't your war.
All my Queen wants is for you to take your family and go.
Just because some man in a red coat hands you a sword,
-it doesn't make you a hero! Just drop it!
Narnia needs you! Gut him, while you still have a chance!
What's it going to be, Son of Adam? I won't wait forever.
And neither will the river.
Hold onto me!
THEY ALL SCREAM
What have you done?!
< Has anyone seen my coat?
Don't you worry, dear. Your brother's got you well looked after.
And I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore.
It's so warm out.
I'll go and check the sleigh.
Your Majesty... we found the traitor,
rallying your enemies near the Shuddering Woods.
Ah, nice of you to drop in!
You were so helpful to my wolves last night. Perhaps you can help me now.
-Forgive me, Your Majesty.
-Oh, don't waste my time with flattery!
Not to seem rude, but I wasn't actually talking to you.
Where are the humans headed?
Wait! No! Don't! The beaver said something about the Stone Table
-and that Aslan had an army there!
HE SIGHS Thank you, Edmund.
I'm glad this creature got to see some honesty...
-..before he dies!
Think about whose side you're on, Edmund. Mine...
Go on ahead. Gather the faithful.
If it's a war Aslan wants... CRUNCHING
..it's a war he shall get.
-Why are they all staring at us?
-Maybe they think YOU look funny.
Oi, stop your fussing. You look lovely.
We have come to see Aslan.
ALL GASP AND CHATTER
Welcome, Peter, Son of Adam.
Welcome, Susan and Lucy, Daughters of Eve.
And welcome to you, beavers. You have my thanks.
-But where is the fourth?
-That's why we're here, sir.
-We need your help.
-We had a little trouble along the way.
-Our brother has been captured by the White Witch.
How could this happen?
-He...betrayed them, Your Majesty.
-Then he has betrayed us all!
I'm sure there's an explanation.
It's my fault, really.
I was too hard on him.
We all were.
Sir, he's our brother.
I know, dear one, but that only makes the betrayal all the worse.
This may be harder than you think.
That is Cair Paravel - the castle of the four thrones...
..in one of which you will sit, Peter, as High King.
You doubt the prophecy?
No...that's just it.
Aslan... I'm not what you all think I am.
Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finchley.
Beaver also mentioned that you planned on turning him into a hat.
ASLAN CHUCKLES Peter, there is a Deep Magic,
more powerful than any of us, that rules over all of Narnia.
It defines right from wrong and governs all our destinies -
-But I couldn't even protect my own family.
-You've brought them safely this far.
-Not all of them.
Peter, I will do what I can to help your brother,
but I need you to consider what I ask of you.
I, too, want my family safe.
Is our little prince uncomfortable?
Does he want his pillow fluffed?
Special treatment for the special boy.
Isn't that what you wanted?
You look like Mum.
Mum hasn't had a dress like this since before the war.
We should bring her one back. A whole trunkful!
If we ever get back.
I'm sorry I'm like that.
-We used to have fun together... didn't we?
Before you got boring. SHE LAUGHS
THEY SHRIEK AND LAUGH
WOLF GROWLS, BOTH SCREAM
Please don't try to run.
-And we'd prefer to kill you quickly.
SHE SCREAMS, SNARLING BELOW
Peter! WOLVES SNARL
Come on...we've already been through this before.
-We both know you haven't got it in you.
-Peter, watch out!
ASLAN ROARS, WOLF YELPS
-No! Stay your weapons. This is Peter's battle.
You may think you're a king, but you're going to die...
LIKE A DOG!
Peter! THEY SCREAM
After him. He will lead you to Edmund.
Peter...clean your sword.
Sir Peter Wolf's-Bane, Knight of Narnia.
We'll keep the giants in reserve and send the dwarfs in first.
You're not going to kill me?
We have work to do.
LUCY GASPS Edmund!
What's done is done.
There is no need to speak to Edmund about what is past.
-Are you all right?
-I'm a little tired.
Get some sleep.
..try not to wander off.
Narnia is not going to run out of toast, Ed.
I'm sure they'll pack something up for the journey back.
-We're going home?
I promised Mum I'd keep you three safe,
-but it doesn't mean I can't stay behind and help.
-But they need us.
-All four of us.
-Lucy, it's too dangerous.
You almost drowned. Edmund was almost killed!
Which is why we have to stay.
I've seen what the White Witch can do...and I've helped her do it.
And we can't leave these people behind to suffer for it.
Well, I suppose that's it, then.
Where are you going?
To get in some practice.
Come on, Ed, sword point up, like Oreius showed us!
-My name is Philip.
The Witch has demanded a meeting with Aslan.
She's on her way here.
Jadis, the Queen of Narnia!
-Go away, Witch!
-Empress of the Lone Islands!
You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan.
His offence was not against you.
Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia was built?
Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch!
-I was there when it was written.
-Then, you'll remember well
that...every traitor belongs to me.
-His blood is my property.
-Try and take him, then.
Do you really think that mere force will deny me my right...
Aslan knows that unless I have blood, as the law demands,
-all of Narnia will be overturned...
..and perish in fire and water.
That boy will die
-on the Stone Table...
..as is tradition.
-You dare not refuse me.
I shall talk with you alone.
She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood.
-How do I know your promise will be kept?
LAUGHTER AND CHEERING
Shouldn't you both be in bed?
We couldn't sleep.
Please, Aslan... couldn't we come with you?
I would be glad of the company for a while.
It is time. From here...I must go on alone.
-You have to trust me, for this must be done.
Thank you, Susan.
Thank you, Lucy.
THEY ALL GRUNT
HE HISSES AND SHRIEKS
Behold, the Great Lion.
THEY ALL LAUGH
THEY ALL CHEER, LUCY GASPS
Do you want some milk?
Why doesn't he fight back?
-Wait! Let him first be shaved.
-THEY ALL CHEER
THEY ALL CHEER
Bring him to me.
THEY ALL JEER
You know, Aslan... I'm a little disappointed in you.
Did you honestly think by all this
that you could save the human traitor?
You are giving me your life and saving no-one.
So much for love.
..the Deep Magic
-will be appeased!
-THEY ALL SHOUT
..we will take Narnia...
THEY ALL CHEER
In that knowledge,
THUDDING, LUCY GASPS
The Great Cat...
-THEY ALL CHEER
General... prepare your troops for battle.
However short it may be.
THEY BOTH SOB
It's too late.
He must've known what he was doing.
Get away! Get away, all of you!
-We have to tell the others.
-We can't just leave him.
Lucy, there's no time. They need to know.
Be still, my Princes.
I bring grave news from your sisters.
Then you'll have to lead us.
Peter, there's an army out there
-and it's ready to follow you.
Aslan believed you could.
So do I.
The Witch's army is nearing, sire. What are your orders?
They come in numbers and weapons far greater than our own.
Numbers do not win a battle.
No...but I bet they help.
THEY ALL SHOUT
THEY ALL SHOUT
THEY ALL ROAR
I have no interest in prisoners. Kill them all.
HE ROARS, THEY ALL SHOUT
Look to the sky!
THEY ALL SCREAM
Are you with me?
To the death.
-and for ASLAN!
THEY ALL SHOUT
-THEY ALL ROAR
CATS SHRIEK, THEY ALL SHOUT AND SCREAM
We should go.
I'm so cold.
What have they done?
-But we saw the knife. The Witch.
-If the Witch knew
the true meaning of sacrifice, she might've interpreted
the Deep Magic differently, that when a willing victim
who has committed no treachery is killed in a traitor's stead,
the Stone Table will crack...
..and even Death itself would turn backwards.
We sent the news that you were dead.
-Peter and Edmund will have gone to war.
-We have to help them.
We will, dear one, but not alone. Climb on my back.
We have far to go and little time to get there.
And you may want to cover your ears. HE ROARS
NEIGHING, THEY ALL SCREAM
THEY ALL CHEER
-Fall back! Draw them to the rocks!
That's the signal! Come on!
Where are we going?
-Go on, fall back!
THEY ALL SCREAM
-Agh. Agh. Agh...
HE GASPS AND PANTS
THEY BOTH LAUGH
Susan, this is...
Come, we must hurry and search the castle.
Peter will need everyone we can find.
Edmund! There's too many! Get out of here!
Get the girls and get them home!
You heard him! Let's go!
-Peter said get out of here!
-Peter's not King yet.
THEY ALL SHOUT
It is finished.
HE STOPS GASPING
When are you gonna learn to do as you're told?
HE EXHALES, CREAKING
THEY ALL GIGGLE
To the glistening Eastern Sea,
I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant.
To the great Western Wood,
King Edmund the Just.
To the radiant Southern Sun,
Queen Susan the Gentle.
And to the clear Northern Sky,
I give you King Peter...the Magnificent.
Once a king or queen of Narnia,
always a king or queen.
May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.
ALL: Long live King Peter! Long live King Edmund!
Long live Queen Susan! Long live Queen Lucy!
-we will see him again.
One day, he'll be here, and the next, he won't.
But you mustn't press him. After all, he's not a tame lion.
-But he is good.
You need it more than I do.
Are you all right, Philip?
HE PANTS I'm not as young as I once was.
Come on, Ed.
-Just catching my breath.
-That's all we'll catch at this rate.
-What did he say again, Susan?
-"I'll get the stag myself!"
THEY BOTH LAUGH
It seems familiar.
-As if from a dream.
-Or a dream of a dream.
These aren't branches.
-Agh! Susan, you're on my foot!
-Peter, move off!
-I'm not on your toe!
There you are.
What were you all doing in the wardrobe?
You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir.
# Can't close my eyes
# What if it goes?
# Deep down inside
# It's got a hold
# Of me
# Oh, empty my heart
# I've got to make room for this feeling
# I can't take it in... #
I don't think you'll get back in that way.
You see...I've already tried.
-Will we ever go back?
-Oh, I expect so...
..but it'll probably happen when you're not looking for it.
All the same... (best to keep your eyes open.)
Enchanting children's fantasy, based on the classic novel by CS Lewis.
When young Second World War evacuee Lucy Pevensie hides in an old wardrobe during a game of hide-and-seek, she finds herself transported to the magical land of Narnia, locked in eternal winter by the evil White Witch.
Her siblings do not believe her when she tells them of this strange new world, but they are soon in Narnia themselves, fighting alongside the noble lion Aslan to defeat the witch and her mighty army.