The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

'(SCREAMING)'

(SCREAMS)

Towels.

(SCREAMS)

(BABY CRIES)

Lord Miraz.

You have a son.

(SIGHS)

The heavens have blessed us.

You know your orders.

General Glozelle?

Yes, my lord.

-Five minutes.

-You won't be watching the stars tonight, my prince.

Come. We must hurry.

-Professor, what's going on?

-Your aunt has given birth...

..to a son.

Come.

(BIRD SQUAWKS)

You must make for the woods.

-The woods?

-They won't follow you there.

It has taken me many years to find this.

Do not use it except at your greatest need.

Will I ever see you again?

I dearly hope so, my prince.

There is so much more I meant to tell you.

Everything you know is about to change.

'(MAN) Close the drawbridge!'

Now, go.

-Halt!

-Halt there!

-(HORSE WHINNIES)

-(MAN) A son! A son!

Lady Prunaprismia has this night given Lord Miraz a son!

Hya! Hya!

(HORSE WHINNIES) (MEN) Whoa!

Which of you superstitious old women wants to spend the night in a cell?

(HORSE WHINNIES)

Ow! Oof! Ooh!

(DISTANT SHRIEKING)

He's seen us.

Take care of him.

-No!

-(BLOWS HORN)

(HORN HONKS)

-Mind yourself, love.

-I'm sorry.

-Watch where you're going!

-You go to Saint Finbar's?

-That's right.

I go to Hendon House, across the road.

I've seen you, sitting by yourself.

Yes, well, I prefer to be left alone.

Me, too. What's your name?

-Phyllis.

-Susan! >

You'd better come quickly.

Paper here! Get your daily paper!

(CHILDREN SHOUT)

Edmund!

Oh!

Agh!

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

-Stop it.

-Break it up.

Break it up.

Act your age!

-You're welcome.

-I had it sorted.

What was it this time?

-He bumped me.

-So, you hit him?

No. After he bumped me, they tried to make me apologise.

-That's when I hit him.

-Really? Is it that hard just to walk away?

I shouldn't have to. Don't you get tired of being treated like a kid?

-We are kids.

-Well, I wasn't always.

It's been a year. How long does he expect us to wait?

I think it's time to accept that we live here.

It's no use pretending any different.

Oh, no.

-Pretend you're talking to me.

-We are talking to you.

-Ow!

-Quiet, Lu.

-Something pinched me!

-Stop pulling!

-I'm not touching you.

Would all of you just... What is that?

-It feels like magic.

-Everyone hold hands.

-I'm not holding your hand!

-Just...

(SEAGULLS SQUAWK)

(GIRLS GIGGLE)

-Shame you're not as quick as me, Ed!

-Last one in is a rotten egg.

-Watch out!

-(ALL LAUGH)

Here it comes!

Wait a minute!

(ALL LAUGH / SHRIEK)

Ed? Ed!

-What is it?

-Where do you suppose we are?

-Well, where do you think?

-Well, I don't remember any ruins in Narnia.

(BIRDS SING)

Wonder who lived here.

I think we did.

-Hey, that's mine. From my chess set.

-Which chess set?

I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?

Can't be.

-Don't you see?

-What?

Imagine walls.

And columns, there.

And a glass roof.

Cair Paravel.

(BABY GURGLES)

Wait. Wait, my lord. It is not what you think.

-Then, what is it?

-We're not exactly sure.

Impossible.

I warned this council, when it put its trust in Lord Miraz,...

-..there would be consequences.

-No, no

We can't accuse the Lord Protector without proof.

How long are we going to hide behind that excuse,

until every chair in this chamber is empty?

Lords of the council, my apologies for being late.

I wasn't aware we were in session.

No doubt you were otherwise occupied.

My lord?

Ever since the death of Caspian the ninth,

you've behaved as if you were king.

Now it seems that even Prince Caspian has gone missing.

My deepest condolences, Lord Miraz.

Imagine losing your nephew,

the rightful heir to the throne,

on the very night your wife has blessed you with a son.

Thank you, Lord Sopespian.

Your compassion is a boon in this troubled time.

I trust you can tell us how such a tragedy could have occurred.

That is the most disturbing news of all.

Our beloved Caspian

-was abducted...

-(ALL MURMUR)

..by Narnians.

-(ALL CHATTER)

-You go too far, Miraz.

Expect us to stand by while you blame such a crime on fairy tales?

(ALL GASP / MURMUR)

We forget, my lords, Narnia was once a savage land.

Fierce creatures roamed free.

Much of our forefathers' blood was shed

to exterminate this vermin.

Or so we thought.

But while we've been bickering amongst ourselves,...

..they've been breeding like cockroaches under a rock!

Growing stronger. Watching us.

Waiting to strike!

And you wonder why we don't like you.

Well, I intend to strike back.

Even if I have to cut down the entire forest,...

..I assure you, I will find Prince Caspian

and finish what our ancestors began.

-Catapults.

-What?

This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked.

Don't suppose you have any matches, do you?

No, but...

..would this help?

You might have mentioned that a bit sooner!

I can't believe it. It's all still here.

I was so tall.

Well, you were older then.

As opposed to hundreds of years later when you're younger.

-What is it?

-My horn.

I must've left it on my saddle the day we went back.

When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death.

When he shakes his mane,...

..we shall have spring again.

Everyone we knew, Mr Tumnus and the Beavers,...

..they're all gone.

I think it's time we found out what's going on.

-He won't stop staring.

-So don't look.

Here's far enough.

-Drop him!

-(MUFFLED) Crows and crockery!

Agh!

(SPLUTTERS)

(COUGHS)

"Drop him"!

That's the best you can come up with?

A simple "thank you" would suffice.

They were doing fine drowning me without your help.

Maybe we should've let them.

Why were they trying to kill you, anyway?

They're Telmarines. That's what they do.

Telmarines? In Narnia?

Where have you been for the last few hundred years?

It's a bit of a long story.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

You're it?

You're the kings and queens of old?

High King Peter, the Magnificent.

You probably could've left off the last bit.

(CHUCKLES) Probably.

You might be surprised.

You don't want to do that, boy.

Not me. Him.

-Edmund!

-Oh, you alright?

-Agh!

-(LUCY GIGGLES)

Beards and bedsteads!

Maybe that horn worked after all.

What horn?

< This bread is so stale.

< I'll just get him some soup. He should be coming around soon.

-< I don't think I hit him hard enough.

-Nikabrik, he's just a boy.

He's a Telmarine, not some lost puppy.

-You said you were gonna get rid of him.

-I said I'd take care of him.

We can't kill him now. I just bandaged his head.

-It'd be like murdering a guest.

-How will his friends treat their guest?

Trumpkin knew what he was doing. It's not the boy's fault. Oh!

Stop! Stop!

-Hold it.

-No, no! No!

I told you we should've killed him when we had the chance.

-You know why we can't.

-If we're taking a vote, I'm with him.

-We can't let him go. He's seen us.

-That's enough, Nikabrik!

Or do I have to sit on your head again?

And, you, look what you made me do!

I spent half the morning on that soup.

-What are you?

-You know, it's funny that you would ask that.

-You think people would know a badger when they saw one.

-No. No, I mean...

You're Narnians. You're supposed to be extinct.

Sorry to disappoint you.

Here you go. Still hot.

Since when did we open a boarding house for soldiers?

I'm not a soldier.

I am Prince Caspian, the tenth.

What are you doing here?

Running away.

My uncle has always wanted my throne.

I suppose I have only lived this long

because he did not have an heir of his own.

-That changes things.

-Yeah.

Means we don't have to kill you ourselves.

You're right.

-Where are you going?

-My uncle won't stop until I am dead.

But you can't leave. You're meant to save us.

Don't you know what this is?

You have quite a library, doctor.

Is there anything particular you seek, my lord?

I think I've already found what I'm looking for...

..in one of my soldiers!

What do you know of Queen Susan's horn?

It was said to be magic.

Magic?

The Narnians believed

it could summon their kings and queens of old.

At least, such was the superstition.

And what does Caspian know of this superstition?

My lord, you forbade me from mentioning the old tales.

So I did.

I will say this.

If Caspian does know of the Deep Magic,

my lord would have good reason to be nervous.

First our prince,

now his tutor.

If the members of Miraz's own house are not safe, are any of us?

< (RUMBLING)

Those are dangerous words, Lord Sopespian.

But these are dangerous times, General.

One should choose his words as carefully as he chooses his friends.

How long until the bridge is finished?

-Construction continues on schedule.

-That's not good enough.

I need my army across that river now.

May I suggest you contribute some of your own men?

I've only so many at my disposal.

A fact you'd be wise to remember.

Go to Beruna. Take as many troops as you need.

We must get to Caspian before they do.

-"They," my lord?

-It's time you learned your history.

They're so still.

They're trees. What'd you expect?

They used to dance.

Wasn't long after you left that the Telmarines invaded.

Those who survived retreated to the woods.

And the trees, they retreated so deep into themselves

-that they haven't been heard from since.

-I don't understand.

How could Aslan have let this happen?

Aslan? Thought he abandoned us when you lot did.

-We didn't mean to leave, you know.

-Makes no difference now, does it?

Get us to the Narnians... and it will.

Hello, there.

It's alright. We're friends.

-Don't move, Your Majesty.

-(BEAR GROWLS)

Stay away from her!

-Shoot, Susan! Shoot!

-(SCREAMS) (BEAR GROWLS)

-Why wouldn't he stop?

-I suspect he was hungry.

Thanks.

He was wild.

I don't think he could talk at all.

Get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become.

You may find Narnia a more savage place than you remember.

(SOBS)

(RUSTLING)

I can hear you.

I just think we should wait for the kings and queens.

Fine! Go, then! See if the others will be as understanding!

I'll come with you. I want to see you explain things to the minotaurs.

Minotaurs?

-They're real?

-And very bad-tempered.

-Not to mention big.

-Huge.

What about centaurs? Do they still exist?

Centaurs will probably fight on your side.

But there's no telling what the others will do.

What about Aslan?

How do you know so much about us?

-Stories.

-Wait a minute.

Your father told you stories about Narnia?

No, my professor, he...

Listen, I'm sorry.

These are not the kind of questions you should be asking.

(SNIFFS)

-What is it?

-Human.

-Him?

-No. Them.

(SHOUTING) >

-There they are!

-Run!

(SOLDIERS SHOUT)

Now!

Agh! Agh!

-Oh, no!

-Wait. I'll go.

Take it. Go! It's more important than I am.

(SOLDIERS SHOUT)

Ooh! Agh!

Get him out of here.

Agh!

Agh!

Agh!

Hya!

Choose your last words carefully, Telmarine.

You are a mouse.

(SIGHS) I was hoping for something a little more original.

Pick up your sword.

No, thanks.

Pick it up! I will not fight an unarmed man.

Which is why I might live longer

if I choose not to cross blades with you, noble mouse.

I said I would not fight you. I didn't say I'd let you live!

Reepicheep!

-Stay your blade!

-Trufflehunter?

I trust you have a very good reason for this untimely interruption.

-He doesn't. Go ahead.

-He's the one who blew the horn.

-What?

-Then, let him bring it forward.

This is the reason we have gathered.

-I don't remember this way.

-Girls can't carry maps in your heads.

That's because our heads have something in them.

-I wish he'd just listen to the DLF in the first place.

-DLF?

Dear Little Friend.

Oh, that's not at all patronising, is it?

I'm not lost.

No.

You're just going the wrong way.

You last saw Caspian at the Shuddering Woods.

The quickest way there is to cross at the river Rush.

But unless I'm mistaken, there's no crossing in these parts.

That explains it, then. You're mistaken.

You see, over time, water erodes the earth's soil,

-carving deeper...

-Oh, shut up.

-Is there a way down?

-Yeah, falling.

-Well, we weren't lost.

-There's a ford near Beruna.

-How do you feel about swimming?

-I'd rather that than walking.

Aslan?

It's Aslan! It's Aslan over there!

Don't you see? He's right...

..there.

Do you see him now?

I'm not crazy.

He was there. He wanted us to follow him.

I'm sure there are any number of lions in this wood.

-Just like that bear.

-I think I know Aslan when I see him.

I'm not about to jump off a cliff after someone who doesn't exist.

The last time I didn't believe Lucy

I ended up looking pretty stupid.

-Why wouldn't I have seen him?

-Maybe you weren't looking.

I'm sorry, Lu.

(ANGRY SHOUTING)

-Kill him!

-Telmarine!

-Liar!

-(SNARLING)

-Murderer!

All this horn proves is they've stolen yet another thing from us!

-I didn't steal anything.

-Didn't steal anything?

Shall we list the things the Telmarines have taken?

-Our home!

-Our freedom!

Our lives! You stole Narnia!

You would hold me accountable for all the crimes of my people?

Accountable... and punishable.

Ha! That is rich coming from you, dwarf.

It was your people who fought alongside the White Witch.

And I'd gladly do it again if it would rid us of these barbarians.

Then, it's lucky that it is not in your power to bring her back.

Or are you suggesting that we ask this boy to go against Aslan now?

(ALL SHOUT)

Some of you may have forgotten, but we badgers remember well,

that Narnia was never right except when a Son of Adam was king.

He's a Telmarine! Why would we want him as our king?

-Because I can help you.

-It's a trick!

-At least hear him out!

Beyond these woods, I'm a prince.

The Telmarine throne is rightfully mine!

Help me claim it and I can bring peace between us.

It is true. The time is ripe.

I watch the skies,

for it is mine to watch as it is yours to remember, badger.

Tarva, the lord of victory,

and Alambil, the lady of peace,

have come together in the high heavens.

And now here,

a Son of Adam has come forth...

..to offer us back our freedom.

< Is this possible?

Do you really think there could be peace? Do you? I mean, really?

Two days ago, I didn't believe in the existence of talking animals

or dwarves or centaurs.

Yet here you are in strength and numbers

that we Telmarines could never have imagined.

Whether this horn is magic or not, it brought us together.

And together, we have a chance to take back what is ours.

If you will lead us,

then my sons and l...

offer you our swords.

And we offer you our lives, unreservedly.

Miraz's army will not be far behind us, sire.

If we are to be ready for them,

we need to hurry to find soldiers and weapons.

I'm sure they will be here soon.

Timber! >

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(Perhaps this wasn't the best way to come after all.)

So, where exactly do you think you saw Aslan?

I wish you'd all stop trying to sound like grown-ups.

I don't think I saw him, I did see him.

I am a grown-up.

-It was right over... (SCREAMS)

-Lucy!

..here.

-(Lucy, are you awake?)

-Mmm.

Why do you think I didn't see Aslan?

You believe me?

Well, we got across the gorge.

I don't know.

Maybe you didn't really want to.

-You always knew we'd be coming back here, didn't you?

-I hoped so.

I finally just got used to the idea of being in England.

But you're happy to be here, aren't you?

While it lasts.

(GENTLE SNARLING)

(GIGGLING)

(Lucy.)

(Lucy.)

Aslan!

-(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

-I've missed you so much!

-You've grown.

-Every year you grow so shall l.

Where have you been? Why haven't you come to help us?

Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.

(LOUD CLICK)

(BIRDS SING)

Susan, wake up!

(MOANS)

(MUMBLES) Certainly, Lu.

Whatever you like.

(CRUNCHING)

Wake up.

Aslan?

(YELLS)

(BOTH SHOUT)

No, stop!

Prince Caspian?

-Yes? And who are you?

-Peter!

-High King Peter.

-I believe you called.

Well, yes, but I thought you'd be older.

-If you'd like, we could come back in a few years...

-No.

No, that's alright. You're just...

You're not exactly what I expected.

Neither are you.

A common enemy unites even the oldest of foes.

We have anxiously awaited your return, my liege.

Our hearts and swords are at your service.

-Oh, my gosh, he is so cute.

-Who said that?

Sorry.

Oh! Er... Your Majesty, with the greatest respect,

I do believe courageous, courteous, or chivalrous might more befit

a knight of Narnia.

-At least we know some of you can handle a blade.

-Yes, indeed.

I have recently put it to good use, securing weapons for your army.

Good. Because we're going to need every sword we can get.

Well, then, you will probably be wanting yours back.

How much did they take?

Enough weapons and armour for two regiments.

But... there's more.

"You were right to fear the woods."

"X"?

Caspian, the tenth.

I apologise, my lord. The blame is mine.

I know.

Tell me, General,...

..how many men did you lose?

-None, my lord.

-None?

They came like ghosts in the dead of night. We never saw them.

< (HORSE WHINNIES)

Then, how do you explain your injuries?

I asked...

how many men were killed during this bloody Narnian attack?

Of which you were a fortunate survivor.

General,...

..how many?

Three.

I apologise, Lord Sopespian.

Caspian is not a victim of this savage uprising.

He is the instigator.

It seems Narnia is in need of a new king.

Well, it's good you have troops

but we need some fortifications. Somewhere to train.

So, what are they like?

Malcontents, complainers, stubborn as mules in the morning.

So, you like them, then.

Well enough.

-It may not be what you are used to but it is defensible.

-Peter.

You may want to see this.

It's us.

What is this place?

You don't know?

He must know what he's doing.

I think it's up to us now.

'It's only a matter of time.'

Miraz's men and war machines are on their way.

That means those same men aren't protecting his castle.

-What do you propose we do, Your Majesty?

-(BOTH SPEAK AT ONCE)

Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us.

-Crazy. No-one has taken that castle.

-There's always a first time.

-We'll have the element of surprise.

-We have the advantage here!

If we dig in, we could probably hold them off indefinitely.

-I, for one, feel safer underground.

-I appreciate what you've done here

but this isn't a fortress. It's a tomb.

If they're smart, the Telmarines will just wait and starve us out.

-We could collect nuts!

-Yes! And throw them at the Telmarines.

Shut up! I think you know where I stand, sire.

If I get your troops in, can you handle the guards?

-Or die trying, my liege.

-That's what I'm worried about.

Sorry?

You're all acting like there's only two options -

dying here or dying there.

-I'm not sure you've been listening.

-No, you're not listening.

Or have you forgotten who really defeated the White Witch?

I think we've waited for Aslan long enough.

Shh!

Oof!

(KNOCKS SOFTLY) Professor?

-I have to find him.

-You don't have time. You need to get the gate open.

You wouldn't be here without him. And neither would l.

You and I can deal with Miraz.

And I can still get to the gate in time.

Yes, I'm a mouse. Hya!

We were expecting someone, you know, taller.

-You're one to talk.

-Is that supposed to be irony?

Five more minutes?

What are you doing here?

I didn't help you escape just so you could break back in.

You have to get out before Miraz learns you're here.

He's going to learn soon enough. We are giving him your cell.

Don't underestimate Miraz as your father did.

What are you talking about?

I'm sorry.

(CHUCKLES)

-Thank goodness you're safe.

-Get up.

(MURMURS)

-Caspian?

-Stay where you are.

-What are you doing?

-I should think it's obvious, dear.

Some families might consider this inappropriate behaviour.

-That doesn't seem to have stopped you!

-But you are not like me.

It's sad. The first time you've shown any backbone

and it's such a waste.

Put the sword down, Caspian.

-I don't want to do this.

-We don't want you to either.

This used to be a private room.

What are you doing? You're supposed to be in the gatehouse!

No!

Tonight, for once, I want the truth.

Did you kill my father?

Now we get to it.

-You said your brother died in his sleep.

-That was more or less true.

Caspian, this won't make things any better.

We Telmarines would have nothing had we not taken it.

Your father knew that as well as anyone.

-How could you?

-For the same reason you will pull that trigger.

For our son.

-Stop!

-Stay right there.

-You need to make a choice, dear.

Do you want our child to be king?

Or do you want him to be like Caspian here?

Fatherless!

-(SCREAMS) No!

-Caspian!

-Agh!

(SCREAMS)

(BELLS CHIME)

What's that supposed to mean?

We're under attack!

Sound the alarm!

-Peter!

-Our troops are just outside! Come on!

Now, Ed! Now!

-Signal the troops!

-I'm a bit busy, Pete!

Oh!

Peter! It's too late. We have to call it off while we can.

No, I can still do this!

Help me!

Exactly who are you doing this for, Peter?

(SOLDIERS YELL)

Come on!

Charge!

We're under attack!

Attack! Attack!

Agh!

For Narnia!

Yagh!

(SCREAMS)

Ed!

Agh!

(ROARS)

Get that gate closed.

(BANGING AT DOOR)

(SHOUTING)

(ROARS)

Fall back!

We need to retreat! Now!

Go! Get her out of here!

Back to the gate! Go!

-Caspian!

-I'll find him!

Go! Get out! Go! Get out! Retreat!

Yah!

Give the order.

-My men are still down there.

-Draw back! Retreat!

Now!

(NARNIANS GASP / SHOUT)

Save yourself!

Peter, the bridge!

(HORN BELLOWS)

-What happened?

-Ask him.

-Peter.

-Me?

You could've called it off. There was still time.

No, there wasn't, thanks to you.

If you kept to the plan, the soldiers might be alive.

If you'd stayed here, they definitely would be!

-You called us, remember?

-My first mistake.

Your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.

Hey!

I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.

You invaded Narnia. You have no more right to lead it than Miraz does.

You, him, your father... Narnia's better off without the lot of you.

(YELLS)

Stop it!

(GASPS)

What are you all standing around for?

Telmarines will be here soon enough.

Thank you, my dear little friend.

Beruna pledges its troops.

Galma pledges its troops.

Tashbaan pledges its troops.

Ettinsmoor pledges its troops.

(DRAMATIC CLASSICAL MUSIC)

(CROWD CHANTS) Long live the king! Long live the king!

Are you so glad of that magic horn now, boy?

Your kings and queens have failed us.

Your army's half dead. Those that aren't will be soon enough.

What do you want, congratulations?

You want your uncle's blood. So do we.

You want his throne?

We can get it for you.

You tried one ancient power. It failed.

But there is a power greater still.

One that kept even Aslan at bay for near a hundred years.

'(SNARLING)'

Who's there?

'I am hunger.'

(SNARLS) I am thirst.

I can fast a hundred years

and not die.

I can lie a hundred nights on the ice

and not freeze.

I can drink a river of blood and not burst.

Show me your enemies!

What you hate so will we.

No-one hates better than us.

And you can guarantee Miraz's death?

And more.

Let the circle be drawn.

(CHANTS IN UNKNOWN LANGUAGE)

Wait.

This isn't what I wanted.

One drop of Adam's blood and you free me.

Then I am yours, my king.

No!

(ROARS)

(YELLS)

(WHINES)

Agh!

Come on! Come.

Get away from him!

Peter, dear. I've missed you.

Come.

Just one drop.

You know you can't do this alone.

(SCREAMS)

I know. You had it sorted.

Why did you never tell me about my father?

My mother was a Black Dwarf from the Northern Mountains.

I risked my life all these years

so that one day...

..you might be a better king than those before you.

Then, I have failed you.

Everything I told you, everything I didn't,

it was only because I believe in you.

You have a chance to become the most noble contradiction in history.

The Telmarine who saved Narnia.

(SIGHS)

You're lucky, you know.

What do you mean?

To have seen him.

I wish he'd just given me some sort of proof.

Maybe we're the ones who need to prove ourselves to him.

Pete. You'd better come quickly.

Cakes and kettledrums, that's your next big plan?

Sending a little girl into the darkest parts of the forest alone?!

-It's our only chance.

-And she won't be alone.

Haven't enough of us died already?

Nikabrik was my friend too. But he lost hope.

Queen Lucy hasn't and neither have l.

For Aslan.

For Aslan!

-Then, I'm going with you.

-No, we need you here.

We have to hold them off until Lucy and Susan get back.

If I may...

Miraz may be a tyrant and a murderer...

..but, as king, he is subject to the traditions...

..and expectations of his people.

There is one in particular that may buy us some time.

Perhaps they intend to surrender.

No.

They are much too noble for that.

"l, Peter, by the gift of Aslan, by election and by conquest,

High King of Narnia, Lord of Cair Paravel

and emperor of the Lone lslands,

in order to prevent the abominable effusion of blood,

do hereby challenge the usurper Miraz

to single combat upon the field of battle."

"The fight shall be to the death."

"The reward shall be total surrender."

-Tell me, Prince Edmund...

-King.

-Pardon me?

-It's King Edmund, actually.

Just "King," though. Peter's the high king.

I know, it's confusing.

Why would we risk such a proposal

when our armies could wipe you out by nightfall?

Haven't you already underestimated our numbers?

I mean, only a week ago Narnians were extinct.

-And so you will be again.

-Well, then you should have little to fear.

(LAUGHS) This is not a question of bravery.

So, you're bravely refusing to fight a swordsman half your age?

I didn't say I refused.

You shall have our support, Your Majesty. Whatever your decision.

Sire, our military advantage alone provides the perfect excuse

-to avoid what might otherwise be...

-I'm not avoiding anything!

I was merely pointing out that my lord is within his rights to refuse.

His Majesty would never refuse.

He relishes the chance to show the people

the courage of their new king.

You.

You should hope your brother's sword is sharper than his pen.

Destrier has always served me well. You are in good hands.

Or hooves!

Good luck.

Thanks.

Look.

Maybe it is time you had this back.

Why don't you hold on to it? You might need to call me again.

-"You might need to call me again"?

-Oh, shut up.

(DISTANT CHEERING)

(ONLOOKERS CHEER)

(SOLDIERS CHEER)

If it should appear to be going poorly...

Understood, Your Majesty.

(ONLOOKERS CHEER)

I hope you won't be too disappointed when I survive.

There is still time to surrender.

Well, feel free.

How many more must die for the throne?

Just one.

(YELLS)

(HORSE WHINNIES) (SOLDIER YELLS)

They've seen us!

-Take the reins.

-What are you doing?

I'm sorry, Lucy, but it looks as if you'll be going alone after all.

(SOLDIERS SHOUT)

(YELLS)

Are you sure you don't need that horn?

Agh!

Agh!

Oh!

Agh!

(BOTH SHOUT)

Agh!

Agh! Gah!

Agh!

(HORSE WHINNIES) >

Does His Highness need a respite?

Five minutes?

Three!

Lucy?

She got through with a little help.

-Thanks.

-Well, you were busy.

I assume you won't let things get that close again!

You better get up there. Just in case.

I don't expect the Telmarines will keep their word.

-Agh!

-Sorry.

-It's alright.

Be careful.

Keep smiling.

(NARNIANS CHEER)

How does he look to you?

Young.

But His Majesty's doing extremely well... for his age.

Agh!

Agh!

I think it's dislocated.

What do you think happens back home if you die here?

You've always been there and I never really... (BONE CRACKS) Oh!

Agh!

Save it for later.

(ONLOOKERS CHEER)

(YELLS)

-Agh!

-Yagh!

Agh!

Agh!

(BOTH YELL)

Agh! Agh-agh!

Respite!

Respite.

Now's not the time for chivalry, Peter!

Look out!

(GASPS)

What's the matter, boy,

too cowardly to take a life?

It's not mine to take.

Perhaps I was wrong.

Maybe you do have the makings of a Telmarine king after all.

(YELLS)

Not one like you.

Keep your life.

But I am giving the Narnians back their kingdom.

(ONLOOKERS CHEER)

(CHEERING)

My king.

I'll deal with you when this is over.

-It is over.

-Agh!

Treachery! They shot him!

They murdered our king!

Be ready!

Peter!

(YELLS)

Agh! Go!

To arms, Telmar!

To arms!

(ALL YELL)

(ALL SHOUT)

'(RUMBLING)'

Cavalry!

Attack!

Archers to the ready!

Narnians!

Charge!

One, two...

Three, four...

Five, six...

Take your aim!

Stay with them!

Eight, nine...

Get ready!

Now!

(ALL YELL)

(HORSES WHINNY / PEOPLE SHOUT)

Now!

(YELLS) Charge!

Hya!

Charge!

(YELLS)

You're a... mouse.

You people have no imagination.

Agh!

Lucy?

Back to the How!

Cut off their escape!

Brace yourselves!

Back to the How!

(SCREAMS)

Crush them all.

(ALL SHOUT)

-(ROARS)

-(HORSE WHINNIES) (SCREAMS)

Aslan!

-(GIGGLES)

-(LAUGHS)

I knew it was you. The whole time, I knew it.

But the others didn't believe me.

And why would that stop you from coming to me?

I'm sorry. I was too scared to come alone.

Why wouldn't you show yourself?

Why couldn't you come roaring in and save us like last time?

Things never happen the same way twice, dear one.

If I'd have come earlier, would everyone who died...

Could I have stopped that?

We can never know what would have happened, Lucy.

But what will happen is another matter entirely.

-You mean you'll help?

-Of course. As will you.

Oh, I wish I was braver.

If you were any braver, you'd be a lioness.

Now, I think your friends have slept long enough, don't you?

(ROARS)

(YELLS)

Agh!

Come on!

Agh!

AghhhHHH!

(RUMBLING)

Lucy.

(ROARS)

(ALL CHEER)

-For Aslan!

-(ALL SHOUT)

We can defeat them if we draw them to the river.

We must regroup. To Beruna!

-To the bridge!

-(HORN)

(SHOUTING)

Charge!

(ROARS)

What is happening?

Agh!

(SOLDIERS SCREAM)

Agh!

Assemble on that side.

You will not be harmed.

Rise, kings and queens of Narnia.

All of you.

I do not think I am ready.

It's for that very reason I know you are.

(PIPE MUSIC)

(GASPS)

Oh!

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Thank you.

Oh!

Hail, Aslan!

It is a great honour to be in... Oh!

I am completely out of countenance.

I must crave your indulgence for appearing in this unseemly fashion.

-Er, perhaps a drop more?

-I don't think it does that.

-You could have a go.

-(CHUCKLES) It becomes you well, small one.

All the same, great king, I regret that I must withdraw.

For a tail is the honour and glory of a mouse.

Perhaps you think too much of your honour, friend.

Well, it's not just the honour.

It's also great for balance. And climbing.

And grabbing things.

May it please Your High Majesty,

we'll not bear the shame of wearing an honour denied to our chief.

Not for the sake of your dignity,

but for the love of your people.

(GASPS) Oh!

(CHUCKLES) Look!

Thank you. Thank you, my liege. I will treasure it always.

From this day forward, it will serve as a great reminder

-of my huge humility.

-(CHUCKLES)

Now, where is this dear little friend you've told me so much about?

(ROARS)

Do you see him now?

(ALL CHEER)

Your Majesty?

We are ready. Everyone has assembled.

Narnia belongs to the Narnians, just as it does to man.

Any Telmarines who want to stay and live in peace are welcome to.

But for any of you who wish,

Aslan will return you to the home of our forefathers.

It's been generations since we left Telmar.

We're not referring to Telmar.

Your ancestors were seafaring brigands.

Pirates run aground on an island. There they found a cave,

a rare chasm that brought them here from their world.

The same world as our kings and queens.

It is to that island I can return you.

It is a good place for any who wish to make a new start.

I will go.

I will accept the offer.

So will we.

Because you have spoken first,

your future in that world shall be good.

(EXHALES)

(ALL GASP)

(ALL MURMUR)

-Where did they go?

-They killed them.

How do we know he is not leading us to our death?

Sire, if my example can be of any service,

I will take 11 mice through with no delay.

-We'll go.

-We will?

Come on, our time's up.

After all,...

..we're not really needed here any more.

-I will look after it until you return.

-I'm afraid that's just it.

We're not coming back.

-We're not?

-You two are.

At least, I think he means you two.

-But why? Did they do something wrong?

-Quite the opposite, dear one.

But all things have their time.

Your brother and sister have learned what they can from this world.

Now it's time for them to live in their own.

It's alright, Lu.

It's not how I thought it would be but it's alright.

One day you'll see, too. Come on.

I'm glad I came back.

I wish we had more time together.

It would never have worked, anyway.

Why not?

I am 1300 years older than you.

I'm sure when I'm older I'll understand.

I'm older and don't think I want to understand.

# It started out as a feeling

# Which then grew into a hope

# Which then turned into a quiet thought

# Which then turned into a quiet word

# And then that word grew louder and louder

# Till it was a battle cry

# I'll come back

# When you call me

# No need to say goodbye

# Just because everything's changing

# Doesn't mean it's never been this way before

# All you can do is try to know who your friends are

# As you head off to the war

# Pick a star on the dark horizon

# And follow the light...

-Aren't you coming, Phyllis?

-# ..You'll come back

# When it's over

# No need to say goodbye...

Do you think there's any way we can get back?

I've left my new torch in Narnia.

(ALL LAUGH)

'(ASLAN ROARS)'

# ..Now we're back to the beginning

# It's just a feeling

# And no-one knows yet

# But just because they can't feel it too

# Doesn't mean that you have to forget

# Let your memories grow stronger and stronger

# Till they're before your eyes

# You'll come back

# When they call you

# No need to say goodbye

# You'll come back

# When they call you

# No need to say goodbye... #