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2. In medieval times a sport arose.
Embraced by noble and peasant fansCopy !req
3. alike though only noble knights could
complete. The sport was jousting.Copy !req
4. For one of these knights, an
over-the-hill former champion, it wasCopy !req
5. the end. But for his peasant squire
William, it was merely the beginning.Copy !req
6. Should we help him?Copy !req
7. He's due in the lists in two minutes.
Two minutes or forfeit.Copy !req
8. Lend us those.Copy !req
9. Right. Left.Copy !req
10. - Dead.
- Eh?Copy !req
11. Three scores to none after two lances.Copy !req
12. As long as Sir Ector doesn't
fall off his horse, we've won.Copy !req
13. He's dead.Copy !req
14. His spirit is gone
but his stench remains.Copy !req
15. - Does that answer your question?
- No, no, no.Copy !req
16. No, he sleeps. Rouse him.Copy !req
17. I haven't eaten in three days!Copy !req
18. None of us have!Copy !req
19. - Let's fetch a priest.
- No, he's not dead!Copy !req
20. Come on!Copy !req
21. You manky git!Copy !req
22. Roland.Copy !req
23. Squire, Sir Ector must report
at once or forfeit the match.Copy !req
24. He's on his way.Copy !req
25. I haven't eaten in three days!Copy !req
26. Three days! What did you eat, mate?Copy !req
27. If you wasn't dead, I would kill you!Copy !req
28. I'll ride in his place.Copy !req
29. Strip his armor.
I'm riding in his place.Copy !req
30. Wat, stop kicking him!
I'm riding in his place. Help me.Copy !req
31. What's your name, William?Copy !req
32. It's not Sir William.Copy !req
33. It's not Count or Duke or King William.Copy !req
34. I know that.Copy !req
35. You must be of noble birth to compete.Copy !req
36. A detail. The landscape is food.
Do you want to eat or not?Copy !req
37. If the nobles find out,
there'll be the devil to pay.Copy !req
38. Then pray that they don't.Copy !req
39. "A Knight's Tale"
adventure-medieval, USA, 2001Copy !req
40. Visor.Copy !req
41. Come on, we're late.Copy !req
42. The score stands at three lances
to none in favor of Sir Ector.Copy !req
43. Lord Philip of Aragon.Copy !req
44. Stand ye ready?Copy !req
45. Sir Ector. Stand ye ready?Copy !req
46. Ready?Copy !req
47. I tilted against Sir Ector many times.Copy !req
48. In practice as his target.
You never struck him.Copy !req
49. - Badger me not with details.
- The landscape. Stay on the horse.Copy !req
50. He needs 3 points.
He has to knock you off the horse.Copy !req
51. I know how to score, Roland.Copy !req
52. I've waited my whole life
for this moment.Copy !req
53. For Sir Ector to shite himself
to death?Copy !req
54. Get it in the cradle. In the cradle.Copy !req
55. Get it in the cradle!Copy !req
56. William, are you alive?Copy !req
57. - We won! We won!
- Can you hear me?Copy !req
58. Get off me! William, can you hear me?Copy !req
59. We won!Copy !req
60. He's breathing. He's breathing!Copy !req
61. Sir Ector.Copy !req
62. Sir Ector. Remove your helmet.Copy !req
63. My lord, the final blow of the lance
has bent it onto my head.Copy !req
64. He says the final blow of the—Copy !req
65. I present your champion, my lord.Copy !req
66. Twenty.Copy !req
67. No, 10.Copy !req
68. - Fifteen.
- Done.Copy !req
69. Very good. Cheers.Copy !req
70. Fifteen silver florins.
He didn't want that.Copy !req
71. That's five for William.Copy !req
72. Five for Wat. Five for Roland,
who's going home to England.Copy !req
73. Straight to the pub for me.
Eel pie, brie tart...Copy !req
74. tansy cakes with peppermint cream.Copy !req
75. We could do this.Copy !req
76. We've done it, boy.
That's silver in your hand.Copy !req
77. No, I mean, we can do this.
We can be champions.Copy !req
78. Give us your coins.Copy !req
79. Give me your coins.Copy !req
80. Now, that's one for you.Copy !req
81. And one... for you.Copy !req
82. Which leaves 13.Copy !req
83. That's 13 for training
and outfitting.Copy !req
84. The tournament in Rouen is in a month.Copy !req
85. We could split a bigger prize.Copy !req
86. In one month we'd be on our way
to glory and riches.Copy !req
87. Or lying in a ditch with Sir Ector.
William, I just want to go home.Copy !req
88. Tansy cakes. Dilled veal balls.
I'll take my five now.Copy !req
89. Oh, wait up.Copy !req
90. You're going the wrong way!Copy !req
91. You can't even joust.Copy !req
92. Most of it is the guts to take a blow.
Guts I have.Copy !req
93. And technique?
I have a month to learn that.Copy !req
94. - In the practice ring.
- You're not of noble birth.Copy !req
95. So, we lie.Copy !req
96. How did the nobles become noble
in the first place?Copy !req
97. They took it at the tip of a sword.
I'll do it with a lance.Copy !req
98. - A blunted lance.
- No matter, Wat.Copy !req
99. A man can change his stars. I won't
spend the rest of my life as nothing.Copy !req
100. That is nothing. And that's
where glory will take us.Copy !req
101. We're peasants. Glory and riches
are beyond our grasp.Copy !req
102. But a full stomach?
That dream can come true.Copy !req
103. If you can take your coins,
go eat cake in England.Copy !req
104. But if you can't, you come with me.Copy !req
105. See how hungry I am?Copy !req
106. - Do you?
- Damn your stomach, Wat!Copy !req
107. Roland, please.Copy !req
108. With 13 silver pieces,
three men can change their stars.Copy !req
109. God love you, William.Copy !req
110. I know, I know. No one else will.Copy !req
111. Unlucky.Copy !req
112. - I think he's getting worse.
- He is getting worse.Copy !req
113. Switch.Copy !req
114. Switch.Copy !req
115. You see how dangerous it is?Copy !req
116. Faster! Faster!
All right, use those legs!Copy !req
117. Come on, Roland. Faster! Faster!Copy !req
118. You missed it.Copy !req
119. You've done it dozens of times.Copy !req
120. Well, I guess that means
we should do it again.Copy !req
121. Come on.Copy !req
122. Come on, ponies.Copy !req
123. Fong him.Copy !req
124. Faster. Balance.Copy !req
125. No, slower. Keep it steady.Copy !req
126. I got it! Look, I got it!Copy !req
127. Any minute now.Copy !req
128. - Yes, better.
- Nice.Copy !req
129. - It's my turn to ride.
- No.Copy !req
130. We haven't reached the marker.
And you shouldn't.Copy !req
131. How would it look if my squire rode
while I walked?Copy !req
132. I don't give a witch's teat!
It's my turn! It's my turn!Copy !req
133. Maybe nobody should ride.
The horse is not what he used to be.Copy !req
134. Fine. Fine.Copy !req
135. Morning.Copy !req
136. Hoy, sir.Copy !req
137. What are you doing?Copy !req
138. Uh... trudging.Copy !req
139. You know, trudging? To trudge?Copy !req
140. To trudge the slow, weary...Copy !req
141. depressing, yet determined walk
of a man who had nothing left...Copy !req
142. except the impulse to simply
soldier on.Copy !req
143. Were you robbed?Copy !req
144. Interesting question. Yes.Copy !req
145. And at the same time,
a huge, resounding, "No."Copy !req
146. It's more a sort of involuntary
vow of poverty, really.Copy !req
147. But on the brighter side,
trudging does represent pride.Copy !req
148. Pride, resolve and faith
in the good Lord Almighty.Copy !req
149. Please, Christ, rescue me
from my tribu-...Copy !req
150. lations.Copy !req
151. Who are you?Copy !req
152. Lilium inter spinas.Copy !req
153. The lily among the thorns.Copy !req
154. Geoffrey Chaucer's the name.
Writing's the game.Copy !req
155. Chaucer?Copy !req
156. Geoffrey Chaucer, the writer?Copy !req
157. - A what?
- "A what?" A writer.Copy !req
158. I write with ink and parchment.
For a penny, I'll scribble anything.Copy !req
159. Summonses, decrees, edicts,
warrants, patents of nobility.Copy !req
160. I've been known to jot down
a poem, if the muse descends.Copy !req
161. You probably read my book,
The Book of the Duchess.Copy !req
162. Well, it was allegorical.Copy !req
163. We won't hold it against you.
Each man decides that for himself.Copy !req
164. Did you say patents of nobility?Copy !req
165. That's right. I did.Copy !req
166. And you gentlemen are?Copy !req
167. I am Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein
from Gelderland.Copy !req
168. These are my faithful squires,
Delves of Dodgington...Copy !req
169. I'm Richard the Lionheart.
A pleasure.Copy !req
170. No, I'm Charlemagne!
John the Baptist!Copy !req
171. All right!Copy !req
172. Hold your tongue, sir, or lose it.Copy !req
173. Now you see that, I do believe...Copy !req
174. Sir Ulrich.Copy !req
175. Thank you...Copy !req
176. Geoff.Copy !req
177. Have you any more to say, Master Nude,
or may we be on our way?Copy !req
178. - Off to the tournament?
- This is the road to Rouen.Copy !req
179. That remains to be seen.
They're limiting the field at Rouen.Copy !req
180. Noble birth must be established
for four generations on either side.Copy !req
181. Patents of nobility must be provided.Copy !req
182. Listen, clothe me...Copy !req
183. shoe me, for God's sake, feed me
and you'll have your patents.Copy !req
184. No.Copy !req
185. - Patents of nobility.
- We need him. We need him.Copy !req
186. - Let me handle it.
- Be nice.Copy !req
187. Nice, nice, nice.Copy !req
188. All right.Copy !req
189. Betray us and I will fong you
until your insides are out...Copy !req
190. your outsides are in and your
entrails are your extrails.Copy !req
191. Pain.Copy !req
192. Lots of pain.Copy !req
193. I present Sir Ulrich, whose mother's
father was Shilhard von Rechberg...Copy !req
194. son of the Duke Guelph of Saxony,
son of Ghibellines, son of Wendish.Copy !req
195. - Wendish inherited the fief—
- That'll do, herald.Copy !req
196. Six generations is more than enough.
Show me the patents.Copy !req
197. Indicate in which events
shall your Lord Ulrich compete.Copy !req
198. He'll first meet Roger Lord Mortimer.Copy !req
199. Thank you very much.Copy !req
200. I can't believe it.
You did it, Chaucer.Copy !req
201. I thank you. I didn't think
we had a chance.Copy !req
202. My pleasure, William.Copy !req
203. If you don't mind, I'll stick around.Copy !req
204. Be my herald, you'll
get part of the winnings.Copy !req
205. Done. Now if you don't mind,
I have to see a man about a dog.Copy !req
206. Walking out from CheapsideCopy !req
207. My fortunes for to seekCopy !req
208. I passed along the River ThamesCopy !req
209. Its waters did they reekCopy !req
210. 'Twas there I met a pretty lassCopy !req
211. She said her name was NellCopy !req
212. Bell or hell rhymes with Nell.Copy !req
213. Would you speak to me?Copy !req
214. Ah, to speak.Copy !req
215. Sir, my sex are marked
by their silence.Copy !req
216. I would hear you speak
if it cost me my ears.Copy !req
217. That is well, for I do not
want silence in my life.Copy !req
218. Tell me your name.Copy !req
219. - Would you care if I were ugly?
- Yes!Copy !req
220. I mean, no. I mean—Copy !req
221. You desecrate the house of God!Copy !req
222. Tell me your name.Copy !req
223. And what would you do
with my name, Sir Hunter?Copy !req
224. Call me a fox, for
that is all I am to you.Copy !req
225. Then a fox you shall be until
I find your name, my foxy lady.Copy !req
226. He's a handsome hunter.
I give him that.Copy !req
227. Does this not shock you, ladies?Copy !req
228. Certainly, my lord.Copy !req
229. I only laugh just
to keep from weeping.Copy !req
230. Beauty is such a curse.Copy !req
231. Pray your years come swiftly.Copy !req
232. Pray your beauty fades
so you may better serve God.Copy !req
233. Oh, I do, my lord. I pray for it all
the time.Copy !req
234. Why, God, did you curse me
with this face?Copy !req
235. God's will has a purpose,
but we may not know it.Copy !req
236. Well, that is lovely.Copy !req
237. Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein...Copy !req
238. defeats Roger Lord Mortimer
one lance to none.Copy !req
239. Easy. They'll think I
never broke a lance before.Copy !req
240. - But you haven't!
- Ulrich's broken thousands of lances.Copy !req
241. Come on. You're due
in the sword ring.Copy !req
242. My armor's loose.Copy !req
243. Shite. I can't block an overhead.Copy !req
244. We can't fix it now.
We're overdue in the sword ring.Copy !req
245. It was a mistake to do two events.
I'm too hurried.Copy !req
246. - I'll withdraw from the sword.
- Sword's what you're best at.Copy !req
247. But the prizes and prestige
are bigger in the joust.Copy !req
248. Ulrich von Lichtenstein?
I am Simon the Summoner.Copy !req
249. I'm overdue at the sword ring.Copy !req
250. I must detain you
on behalf of your herald.Copy !req
251. You were never robbed.Copy !req
252. I have a gambling problem.Copy !req
253. I can't help myself.Copy !req
254. And these people will...Copy !req
255. literally take the clothes
off your back.Copy !req
256. What are we supposed to do?Copy !req
257. He assured us that you,
his liege, would pay us.Copy !req
258. And who are you?Copy !req
259. Peter, a humble pardoner...Copy !req
260. and purveyor of religious relics.Copy !req
261. How much does he owe?Copy !req
262. Ten gold florins.Copy !req
263. You manky git!Copy !req
264. - Pain! Pain! Take the pain!
- Get him off me!Copy !req
265. Wat, let him go!Copy !req
266. What would you do to him
if I was to refuse?Copy !req
267. We, on behalf of the Lord God...Copy !req
268. will take it from his flesh
so that he may understand...Copy !req
269. that gambling is a sin.Copy !req
270. Oh, come on.Copy !req
271. Please, Will.Copy !req
272. Please, will you help me,
Sir Ulrich?Copy !req
273. I promise you won't regret it.Copy !req
274. I don't have the money.Copy !req
275. Release him...Copy !req
276. and give him back his clothes.Copy !req
277. And you'll get it.Copy !req
278. Done.Copy !req
279. You lied.Copy !req
280. Yes, I lied. I'm a writer.
I give the truth scope!Copy !req
281. Behold my Lord
Ulrich von Lichtenstein, son of—Copy !req
282. - Too late. He's been announced.
- Fine.Copy !req
283. Ten blows by sword.
Sir Ulrich to receive first.Copy !req
284. Strike!Copy !req
285. Strike!Copy !req
286. Stop letting him hit you!Copy !req
287. Shut up! Shut up!Copy !req
288. Two strikes for Sir Walter Loring!Copy !req
289. Sir Ulrich to strike!Copy !req
290. - Now it's your turn!
- Come on!Copy !req
291. Strike!Copy !req
292. I taught him that!
That's me!Copy !req
293. Sir Ulrich prevails,
five strikes to two!Copy !req
294. Yes!Copy !req
295. Behold my Lord Ulrich!
The rock! The hard place!Copy !req
296. Blown far from his homeland
in search of glory and honor!Copy !req
297. We walk in the garden
of his turbulence!Copy !req
298. Yeah!Copy !req
299. - You're champion.
- Of the sword.Copy !req
300. Isn't that why we're here? Come on.Copy !req
301. Do you want to touch him?
Do you want to touch him?Copy !req
302. We should've saved our money
for the blacksmith.Copy !req
303. I can't pay you now...Copy !req
304. - ... but I promise I will, just as—
- No! Money.Copy !req
305. - Excuse me.
- Cash first, not promises.Copy !req
306. Go on.Copy !req
307. Excuse me, sir.Copy !req
308. You might try the farris.Copy !req
309. A woman?Copy !req
310. Beggars cannot be choosers, my lord.Copy !req
311. Thank you.Copy !req
312. - I can't joust with broken armor.
- That's your problem, not mine.Copy !req
313. Just as well. They told me
I was daft to even ask.Copy !req
314. - Who?
- The other armorers.Copy !req
315. Did they say I couldn't do it
because I'm a woman?Copy !req
316. They said you're good
with horseshoes, not armor.Copy !req
317. No one mentioned you being a woman.Copy !req
318. Cat's meat! Hot wine!Copy !req
319. Cat's meat! Hot wine!Copy !req
320. Lady, I will win
this tournament for you.Copy !req
321. Nay! I will win for you.Copy !req
322. May I present Count Adhemar...Copy !req
323. winner of the joust in France
and champion at Saint-Emilion.Copy !req
324. All forgotten when standing before the
most beautiful woman in Christendom.Copy !req
325. Do you only pretend to fight, Count
Adhemar, or wage real war as well?Copy !req
326. I am leader of the free companies.
My army is in southern France.Copy !req
327. Geoff, 'tis my lady.Copy !req
328. - William, you aim too high.
- I don't know any other way to aim.Copy !req
329. - Concentrate.
- What should I say to her?Copy !req
330. What do you think of the joust?Copy !req
331. It's very abrupt.Copy !req
332. And I don't understand the rules.Copy !req
333. Then I shall educate you.Copy !req
334. A match is three lances.Copy !req
335. One point is given for breaking
a lance between the waist and neck.Copy !req
336. Two points for breaking on the helmet.
It's difficult.Copy !req
337. The helmet sweeps back.
Most blows glance off.Copy !req
338. Three points for bearing a rider
to the ground.Copy !req
339. Also, if you bear a rider
to the ground, you win his horse.Copy !req
340. Do men die in the joust?Copy !req
341. Lance points are tipped
with coronals, which blunts them.Copy !req
342. Of course, accidents happen.Copy !req
343. I myself, Jocelyn,
have never been unhorsed.Copy !req
344. Nor have I.Copy !req
345. Your name, lady.Copy !req
346. I still need to hear it.Copy !req
347. Sir Hunter, you persist.Copy !req
348. Perhaps angels have no names.
Only beautiful faces.Copy !req
349. And you are?Copy !req
350. I am, um...Copy !req
351. Have you forgotten?Copy !req
352. Or your name is Sir "Um."Copy !req
353. Ulrich von Lichtenstein
from Gelderland.Copy !req
354. I'd forget as well. What a mouthful.Copy !req
355. - Your armor, sir.
- What about it?Copy !req
356. How stylish of you to wear an antique.
You'll start a new fashion if you win.Copy !req
357. My grandfather will be able
to wear his in public again.Copy !req
358. And a shield. How quaint.Copy !req
359. Some of these poor country knights,
little better than peasants.Copy !req
360. —the second son...Copy !req
361. of Sir Wallace Percival,
third Earl of Warwick.Copy !req
362. My lords, my ladies...Copy !req
363. it is with honor
I introduce my liege...Copy !req
364. Sir Thomas Colville.Copy !req
365. You're good.Copy !req
366. You're very good.Copy !req
367. My lords...Copy !req
368. my ladies...Copy !req
369. and everybody else here
not sitting on a cushion...Copy !req
370. today...Copy !req
371. you find yourselves equals.Copy !req
372. For you are all equally blessed.Copy !req
373. For I have the pride...Copy !req
374. the privilege, nay, the pleasure...Copy !req
375. of introducing to you
a knight sired by knights.Copy !req
376. A knight who can trace
his lineage back...Copy !req
377. beyond Charlemagne.Copy !req
378. I first met him...Copy !req
379. atop a mountain near Jerusalem...Copy !req
380. praying to God...Copy !req
381. asking his forgiveness
for the Saracen blood...Copy !req
382. spilt by his sword.Copy !req
383. Next, he amazed me
still further in Italy...Copy !req
384. when he saved a fatherless
beauty...Copy !req
385. from the would-be ravishings
of her dreadful uncle.Copy !req
386. In Greece...Copy !req
387. he spent a year in silence...Copy !req
388. just to better understand
the sound...Copy !req
389. of a whisper.Copy !req
390. So without further gilding the lily
and with no more ado...Copy !req
391. I give to you
the Seeker of Serenity...Copy !req
392. Protector of Italian Virginity...Copy !req
393. the Enforcer of our Lord God,
the one, the only...Copy !req
394. Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein!Copy !req
395. Thank you! Thank you!
I'll be here all week.Copy !req
396. That was different.Copy !req
397. It's time we celebrated
our differences.Copy !req
398. Just maybe not in public.Copy !req
399. Yes, I'm well aware
a good fonging is on the way.Copy !req
400. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.Copy !req
401. I got their attention.
You win their hearts.Copy !req
402. Very good.Copy !req
403. - Was she watching? Geoff.
- What?Copy !req
404. - Did she see me?
- Yes, she did.Copy !req
405. - Did she see me take the hit?
- Yes.Copy !req
406. - Was she concerned?
- Her eyes welled up. Just awful.Copy !req
407. Colville has perfect technique.
I've never seen him before.Copy !req
408. Nor I.Copy !req
409. But this Lichtenstein.Copy !req
410. His technique, rudimentary.
Style, nonexistent.Copy !req
411. Still, he's fearless.Copy !req
412. Fearless? How so?Copy !req
413. The slit in the visor is narrow,
but splinters can penetrate it.Copy !req
414. Most knights raise their chins
at the last instant.Copy !req
415. You lose sight of your opponent, but
protect your eyes. Ulrich doesn't.Copy !req
416. He keeps his eye on the target.Copy !req
417. A true hunter.Copy !req
418. Sir Ulrich...Copy !req
419. I'm through.Copy !req
420. But I've never not finished before.Copy !req
421. I wish to keep my honor intact.Copy !req
422. A draw. And Colville is hurt.Copy !req
423. Colville withdraws. Ulrich advances.Copy !req
424. Why didn't Ulrich finish him?Copy !req
425. He shows mercy.Copy !req
426. Then he shows his weakness.
That's all mercy is.Copy !req
427. For the love of victory, William,
go to sleep.Copy !req
428. I can't.Copy !req
429. Love has given me wings,
so I must fly.Copy !req
430. I can't explain it.Copy !req
431. - She makes me feel like a poet.
- You may feel like a poet...Copy !req
432. but you sound like an idiot.Copy !req
433. - You don't even know her name.
- Her name?Copy !req
434. Her name is Aphrodite.Copy !req
435. Calypso. Venus. Take your pick.Copy !req
436. Women weaken the heart.Copy !req
437. Without your heart, you cannot win.Copy !req
438. - But her eyes—
- Concentrate.Copy !req
439. Tansy cakes!Copy !req
440. Count Adhemar sends word.Copy !req
441. He said he will win
this tournament for you.Copy !req
442. He's won many. He wins them
for himself and his own honor.Copy !req
443. It's nothing to say
he wins them for me.Copy !req
444. He wishes to speak to you again.Copy !req
445. Not to hear a word I say.Copy !req
446. Adhemar wants his women silent.Copy !req
447. Would you have Sir Ulrich
win the tournament for you?Copy !req
448. No.Copy !req
449. And he is the only knight
who has not promised to do so.Copy !req
450. Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein.Copy !req
451. I would have him win my heart.Copy !req
452. Adhemar! Adhemar! Adhemar!Copy !req
453. Oh, lovely.Copy !req
454. I don't think I've ever seen
Count Adhemar lose.Copy !req
455. No, but defeat him
and you'll see it firsthand.Copy !req
456. My liege.Copy !req
457. Sir Ulrich.Copy !req
458. Christiana.Copy !req
459. - My lady bids you wear this token.
- Of course.Copy !req
460. She also said to tell you, her name...Copy !req
461. is Jocelyn.Copy !req
462. - Au revoir.
- Au revoir.Copy !req
463. Oh, Jocelyn.Copy !req
464. Concentrate.Copy !req
465. I can't breathe.Copy !req
466. No style whatsoever.Copy !req
467. But neither has an anvil.Copy !req
468. - He hits like a hammer. Amazing.
- But not perfect. He aims high.Copy !req
469. Roll your shoulder back,
his blow may go right.Copy !req
470. But if he strikes to my left,
I'll be obliterated.Copy !req
471. I didn't say it wasn't a gamble.Copy !req
472. Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich!Copy !req
473. William?Copy !req
474. William, here.Copy !req
475. Come here.Copy !req
476. Someday I'll be a knight.Copy !req
477. A thatcher's son? A knight?Copy !req
478. You might as well try
to change the stars.Copy !req
479. Can it be done, Father?Copy !req
480. - Can a man change the stars?
- Yes, William.Copy !req
481. If he believes enough,
a man can do anything.Copy !req
482. Come here.Copy !req
483. Gain more bearing, Ulrich.Copy !req
484. See me again when you're worthy.Copy !req
485. I'll fong you in the arse!Copy !req
486. Well done, my lord! Well done.Copy !req
487. - You bastard!
- Go and see to Ulrich.Copy !req
488. Go see to Ulrich.Copy !req
489. Well done, my lord.Copy !req
490. A noble victory.Copy !req
491. My lady, I believe this is yours.Copy !req
492. For long spear on foot...Copy !req
493. Pandolfo Malatesta.Copy !req
494. For sword on foot,
Ulrich von Lichtenstein.Copy !req
495. Finally, for the mounted joust
and tournament champion...Copy !req
496. Adhemar, Count of Anjou.Copy !req
497. Adhemar! Adhemar! Adhemar!Copy !req
498. I present to you your champions.Copy !req
499. Next time, you will look up
at me from the flat of your back.Copy !req
500. Please. You have been weighed,
you have been measured...Copy !req
501. Keep winning the sword.Copy !req
502. - I won't compete in it.
- It's your best.Copy !req
503. No. It's tournament champion
or nothing at all.Copy !req
504. Ten florins. That should do.Copy !req
505. Sixes and sevens tonight, Chaucer.
Do you feel lucky?Copy !req
506. - Have you enough clothes?
- Be gone. I'm done with you.Copy !req
507. Except to exact my revenge.Copy !req
508. What on earth could you
possibly do to us?Copy !req
509. I will eviscerate you in fiction.Copy !req
510. Every last pimple,
every last character flaw.Copy !req
511. I was naked for a day.
You will be naked for eternity.Copy !req
512. I have a feeling we shall meet again.Copy !req
513. Here, farris, take what we owe you.Copy !req
514. The armor you wear, it wasn't
made for you, was it?Copy !req
515. So?Copy !req
516. I could make armor you wouldn't
even know you wore it.Copy !req
517. What's the cost?Copy !req
518. Just take me as far as Paris.Copy !req
519. We travel alone.
Take your gold and go.Copy !req
520. - Get what you can. Let's pack.
- Why are we leaving so soon?Copy !req
521. The next tournament is in a week.
We can walk now and save the horse.Copy !req
522. You must go to the banquet.
You'll dance and make an appearance.Copy !req
523. Let Adhemar laugh at me again?
No!Copy !req
524. - Yes!
- No!Copy !req
525. My lady would know the color
of your lord's tunic tonight.Copy !req
526. - His tunic?
- Yes, so she can dress to match him.Copy !req
527. We regret to inform your lady
he won't be attending—Copy !req
528. - Herald, do not give my answers!
- Yes, my lord.Copy !req
529. Squire, answer her.Copy !req
530. What color is my tunic tonight?Copy !req
531. Green.Copy !req
532. Trimmed in a kind of...Copy !req
533. pale green...Copy !req
534. with...Copy !req
535. uh, wooden toggles.Copy !req
536. I will tell my lady.Copy !req
537. - This is a disaster!
- No, it'll tunic up quite nicely.Copy !req
538. That's not a disaster, Roland.Copy !req
539. I don't know how to dance.Copy !req
540. And one and two and three and four.Copy !req
541. Your hand should be light,
like a birdie on a branch.Copy !req
542. And one, two and three and four.Copy !req
543. And Wat doesn't lead,
he follows like a girl.Copy !req
544. And one and two and...Copy !req
545. twirly, twirly, twirly.Copy !req
546. And one and two, and you're
still getting it wrong.Copy !req
547. And one and two
and three and four.Copy !req
548. You can hit me all day
because you punch like a what?Copy !req
549. A girl.Copy !req
550. - Enough!
- Get back! Wat, quiet!Copy !req
551. - He starts it.
- You know he's touchy!Copy !req
552. Oh, and you can do better?Copy !req
553. - Of course.
- Then show us.Copy !req
554. No.Copy !req
555. If I'm making all this effort,
you'd best ask her nicely.Copy !req
556. I'm sorry, Kate.Copy !req
557. I was wondering if you'd care
to show us how to dance.Copy !req
558. - Please.
- Please.Copy !req
559. And one and two, three and four.Copy !req
560. Five, six, seven, change partners.Copy !req
561. And one, two, three, four...Copy !req
562. five, six, seven.Copy !req
563. Polonaise. And one...Copy !req
564. Are you wearing your hair like that?Copy !req
565. Is there another way?Copy !req
566. Sir Ulrich, you look fantastic.Copy !req
567. Jocelyn, you look...Copy !req
568. Uh, you...Copy !req
569. remind me of the Bible.Copy !req
570. When God stopped the sun to give
Joshua time to defeat the Amorites.Copy !req
571. I don't understand.Copy !req
572. If I could ask God one thing...Copy !req
573. it would be to stop the moon.Copy !req
574. Stop the moon and make this night...Copy !req
575. and your beauty...Copy !req
576. last forever.Copy !req
577. What dance will you have? A coranto?Copy !req
578. Or a basse dance?Copy !req
579. Sir Ulrich.Copy !req
580. Why don't you show us a dance
of your country?Copy !req
581. Show us a dance of Gelderland.Copy !req
582. Yes. Gelderland.Copy !req
583. Well, it's a lot like the farandole...Copy !req
584. but with some differences.Copy !req
585. Well, you bow.Copy !req
586. And...Copy !req
587. and...Copy !req
588. Places. Places.Copy !req
589. What?Copy !req
590. - I don't know. Too small, too light.
- He'll be crushed. Killed.Copy !req
591. No. I found a new way to heat steel.
It's thinner, smaller...Copy !req
592. but just as strong.Copy !req
593. What are these?Copy !req
594. The marks of my trade should
another knight admire the armor.Copy !req
595. Twist and bend. Feel the movement.Copy !req
596. - But eventually I will be struck.
- And then death.Copy !req
597. Do you at least have the courage
to test it?Copy !req
598. You okay?Copy !req
599. I didn't feel a thing.Copy !req
600. - Who's that knight?
- Piers Courtenay.Copy !req
601. He's raised taxes on his land 3 times
this year to pay for tournament.Copy !req
602. His people starve while
he sits at banquet.Copy !req
603. It's probably true.Copy !req
604. Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich!Copy !req
605. Ulrich von Lichtenstein.Copy !req
606. The Count Adhemar...Copy !req
607. son of Philippe de Vitry...Copy !req
608. son of Gilles...Copy !req
609. master of the free companies...Copy !req
610. defender of his enormous manhood...Copy !req
611. a shining example of chivalry...Copy !req
612. and champagne.Copy !req
613. Nice work!Copy !req
614. Bravo!Copy !req
615. Watch every move Adhemar makes.
We'll find a weakness.Copy !req
616. Well, Colville looks fit.Copy !req
617. —my liege...Copy !req
618. the second son of
Sir Wallace Percival.Copy !req
619. It is my deepest honor—Copy !req
620. My deepest honor to present to you...Copy !req
621. It's Edward, my lord.
They're sure of it.Copy !req
622. —the illustrious Sir Thomas Colville!Copy !req
623. Adhemar withdrew.Copy !req
624. To withdraw like that means one thing.Copy !req
625. Royalty.Copy !req
626. I'll see what I can find out.Copy !req
627. Prepare to drop the flag.Copy !req
628. No, no. Not yet. Wait, listen.Copy !req
629. Musicians, announce.Copy !req
630. - I must speak with my lord.
- Then go.Copy !req
631. See if you can beat the Second Coming.Copy !req
632. Wait! Wait!Copy !req
633. Colville is Edward, the Black
Prince, future king of England.Copy !req
634. He's in disguise like me
so he can compete.Copy !req
635. He's never met an enemy without
victory or town he couldn't defeat.Copy !req
636. We're English! We know who he is!Copy !req
637. - You must withdraw. Tell them, Geoff.
- Absolutely!Copy !req
638. The lance.Copy !req
639. Give me the lance.Copy !req
640. Lance!Copy !req
641. Oh, my giddy aunt.Copy !req
642. The match is a draw.Copy !req
643. You mad? You endanger
a royal family member.Copy !req
644. He endangers himself.Copy !req
645. Well fought, Sir Ulrich, as in Rouen.Copy !req
646. You also, Prince Edward.Copy !req
647. You knew me?Copy !req
648. And still you rode?Copy !req
649. - It's not in me to withdraw.
- No. Nor me.Copy !req
650. Though it happens.Copy !req
651. Yes, it does.Copy !req
652. - Good luck to you.
- You also.Copy !req
653. The winner of the mounted joust and
tournament champion...Copy !req
654. Ulrich von Lichtenstein.Copy !req
655. - Melt it, sell it, do whatever you do.
- Yes, Your Majesty.Copy !req
656. You're champion!Copy !req
657. I'm not champion until
I defeat Adhemar. He withdrew.Copy !req
658. Sir Ulrich.Copy !req
659. - Tell me what you'll wear tonight.
- Nothing.Copy !req
660. We'll cause a sensation,
for I'll dress to match.Copy !req
661. Don't you get tired
of putting on clothes?Copy !req
662. She's talking about taking them off.Copy !req
663. A flower is only as good
as its petals, no?Copy !req
664. A flower is good for nothing.Copy !req
665. Really?Copy !req
666. You can't eat a flower.
It doesn't keep you warm.Copy !req
667. And a rose never knocked
a man off a horse either, did it?Copy !req
668. You're just a silly girl, aren't you?Copy !req
669. Better a silly girl with a flower than
a silly boy with a horse and stick.Copy !req
670. Goodbye.Copy !req
671. It's called a lance.Copy !req
672. Hello.Copy !req
673. - I have word.
- What?Copy !req
674. Adhemar was called back
to the free companies.Copy !req
675. First Jocelyn and now Adhemar.Copy !req
676. Well done.Copy !req
677. Yeah, well done.Copy !req
678. The tournament results, my lord.Copy !req
679. Ulrich.Copy !req
680. Ulrich.Copy !req
681. Ulrich.Copy !req
682. - Geoff.
- William.Copy !req
683. I need to write a letter.Copy !req
684. "Dear Jocelyn." No.
"My dearest Jocelyn."Copy !req
685. Better.Copy !req
686. "I miss you."Copy !req
687. Was that wrong?Copy !req
688. Well, it's up to you, really.
It's your funeral, I mean, letter.Copy !req
689. - Say something about her breasts.
- You miss them.Copy !req
690. Her breasts?Copy !req
691. Yes, you could, but I would tend
to look above her breasts.Copy !req
692. I miss her throat?Copy !req
693. Still higher. Towards the heavens.Copy !req
694. The moon. Her breasts
weren't that impressive.Copy !req
695. The moon? The moon.Copy !req
696. "It is strange to think...Copy !req
697. I have not seen you in a month.Copy !req
698. I have seen the new moon, but not you.Copy !req
699. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but
nothing of your beautiful face."Copy !req
700. That's very good.Copy !req
701. I knew this girl once who...Copy !req
702. She broke my heart.
I said the pieces—Copy !req
703. "The pieces of my broken heart can
pass through the eye of a needle. "Copy !req
704. He writes as though I had died.Copy !req
705. Yes, madame. He dies as well.Copy !req
706. She used to cook for the Duke of York.Copy !req
707. I miss her like the sun
misses the flower.Copy !req
708. "I miss you like the sun
misses the flower.Copy !req
709. Like the sun misses the flower
in the depths of winter.Copy !req
710. Instead of beauty to direct
its light to...Copy !req
711. the heart hardens like the frozen
world your absence has sent me to."Copy !req
712. "I next compete in Paris.Copy !req
713. I'll find it empty and cold
if you're not there."Copy !req
714. I like it.Copy !req
715. And now, to finish it.Copy !req
716. With "hope."Copy !req
717. Love should end with hope.Copy !req
718. My husband, God rest him...Copy !req
719. said something I'll never forget.Copy !req
720. "Hope guides me. It—"Copy !req
721. "It gets me through the day and
especially the night.Copy !req
722. The hope that after you
leave my sight...Copy !req
723. it will not be the last time
I look upon you."Copy !req
724. Finish it with:Copy !req
725. "With all the love
that I possess... William."Copy !req
726. You mean "Ulrich."Copy !req
727. "With all the love I possess...Copy !req
728. I remain yours...Copy !req
729. the knight of your heart."Copy !req
730. My master hoped you might have
something to send him in return.Copy !req
731. Cock-a-doodle once! I shall not deny
him. Twice! I shall not. Thrice!Copy !req
732. I deny him.Copy !req
733. Thrice he denied him!Copy !req
734. No Adhemar.Copy !req
735. No Adhemar.Copy !req
736. Wat.Copy !req
737. Tell me, did you see her?
Did she read the letter?Copy !req
738. Yes, and yes.Copy !req
739. And?Copy !req
740. She's coming to Paris!Copy !req
741. Did she give you anything for me in
return? A letter? A token?Copy !req
742. Did she give me a token? She did.Copy !req
743. Uh, I mean, um...Copy !req
744. Well, what is it? Give it to me.Copy !req
745. Yes!Copy !req
746. Hell, yes!Copy !req
747. She— Because she's—
That means she— Yeah!Copy !req
748. Cinquante.Copy !req
749. That's a nice round number.Copy !req
750. Excuse-moi.Copy !req
751. They wager that a Frenchman, not
Sir Ulrich, will win the tournament.Copy !req
752. But the amount is 50 florins.Copy !req
753. - That's all we got.
- If we had 60, it would be that.Copy !req
754. Ulrich against every Frenchman here?Copy !req
755. He's won four tournaments in a row.
And Adhemar isn't here.Copy !req
756. I check shields too.
John Beaumont's here.Copy !req
757. Count Theobald, Philip of Burgundy—
all French champions.Copy !req
758. Englishmen will not win...Copy !req
759. this French tournament.Copy !req
760. English legs are unsteady
on French soil.Copy !req
761. Shut your mouth, all right?Copy !req
762. Come on, Roland. It's a good bet.
Win and I can buy my own tavern.Copy !req
763. - I could write full-time.
- A forge for me.Copy !req
764. And because French wine
is too much for English bellies.Copy !req
765. All I want is to go home, and I've
enough for that trip a hundred times.Copy !req
766. And most importantly, because
the pope himself is French!Copy !req
767. The pope may be French,
but Jesus is English. You're on.Copy !req
768. He won't lose with the princess
watching him.Copy !req
769. He's blond! He's pissed!Copy !req
770. He'll see you in the lists!
Lichtenstein! Lichtenstein!Copy !req
771. He's blond! He's tan!
He comes from Gelderland!Copy !req
772. He comes from Gelderland!Copy !req
773. Gelderland!Copy !req
774. - You think he will come?
- As sure as the sun will rise.Copy !req
775. You favor cathedrals.Copy !req
776. I come for confession.Copy !req
777. And the glass.Copy !req
778. A riot of color in a dreary,
gray world.Copy !req
779. Don't you think?Copy !req
780. It's beautiful.Copy !req
781. I feel the same about
the letter you sent.Copy !req
782. Speak to me.Copy !req
783. Speak those words.Copy !req
784. I will win this tournament for you.Copy !req
785. Excuse me?Copy !req
786. I'll win this tournament in your name.
I'll defeat each knight for you.Copy !req
787. Your beauty will be reflected in the
power of my arm and my horse's flanks.Copy !req
788. Wow.Copy !req
789. Really?Copy !req
790. Really? Its flanks?Copy !req
791. I wish to hear poetry, Ulrich.Copy !req
792. Well, I'm not ready.Copy !req
793. I am. Why must everything for
a woman be run on a man's schedule?Copy !req
794. Well, a man's day is fuller, and...Copy !req
795. he has more demands on his time.Copy !req
796. - Is that so?
- Yes.Copy !req
797. Maybe.Copy !req
798. No?Copy !req
799. I demand poetry...Copy !req
800. and when I want it.
And I want it now.Copy !req
801. Your breasts...Copy !req
802. they're below your throat...Copy !req
803. Jocelyn, how may I prove
my love to you? How?Copy !req
804. - Do you ask in earnest?
- Yes.Copy !req
805. If you would prove your love...Copy !req
806. - ... do your worst.
- My worst?Copy !req
807. What do you mean?Copy !req
808. Instead of winning to honor me
with your high reputation...Copy !req
809. act against your character
and do badly.Copy !req
810. - Do badly?
- Lose.Copy !req
811. Losing proves that I'm a loser.Copy !req
812. Wrong. Losing is a much keener
test of your love.Copy !req
813. Losing would contradict
your self-love.Copy !req
814. It would show obedience
to your lover and not yourself!Copy !req
815. - Really?
- Woman, shh!Copy !req
816. Do not "shh" me and spare him!
Now be gone! Go!Copy !req
817. What is your answer?Copy !req
818. I will not lose.Copy !req
819. Then you do not love me.Copy !req
820. The Protector of Italian Virginity...Copy !req
821. the Lance that thrilled France...Copy !req
822. the Harasser of Paraser!Copy !req
823. He gave them hell at La Rochelle!Copy !req
824. The Enforcer of our Lord God!Copy !req
825. The one, the only...Copy !req
826. Sir Ulrich...Copy !req
827. von Lichtenstein!Copy !req
828. God, I'm good!Copy !req
829. His horse's flanks.Copy !req
830. Maybe where he comes from,
it means love.Copy !req
831. - Losing.
- I don't understand.Copy !req
832. He loves me.Copy !req
833. Are you blind?Copy !req
834. - Did you see the flag?
- I saw it, okay?Copy !req
835. I know.Copy !req
836. You're dropping behind
for a more dramatic victory.Copy !req
837. Look, Jocelyn told me to lose
to prove my love.Copy !req
838. - I'd rather you were blind.
- Don't be foolish, Will.Copy !req
839. - Each woman wants proof, that's all.
- Proof of what?Copy !req
840. Her legs weren't uncrossed
for nothing.Copy !req
841. - I haven't uncrossed her legs.
- Then why are we doing this?Copy !req
842. Because!Copy !req
843. Because...Copy !req
844. I love her.Copy !req
845. - I'm going to lose everything!
- That's why it's called gambling.Copy !req
846. Pain! Here's your pain!Copy !req
847. It's very romantic, though.Copy !req
848. Are you a woman or a blacksmith?Copy !req
849. Sometimes I'm both.Copy !req
850. Ooh, that chafes!Copy !req
851. Put him down.Copy !req
852. No knight has distanced himself
with victories.Copy !req
853. If you win your remaining matches
and your opponents take key losses...Copy !req
854. you could make the semis,
or the finals.Copy !req
855. - At least the armor's proven itself.
- And your love?Copy !req
856. Have you proven that?Copy !req
857. Wat, you remember church as a boy.
The fear, the passion.Copy !req
858. That's what she makes me feel.Copy !req
859. And for that, I say my rosary
to Jocelyn and no one else.Copy !req
860. William, that's blasphemous.Copy !req
861. Then may I burn in hell.Copy !req
862. Withdraw.Copy !req
863. Lose that way.
Take no more punishment.Copy !req
864. Oh, Roland.Copy !req
865. My lady sends this message.
If you love her—Copy !req
866. I know, I know. I must lose.
Isn't she watching?Copy !req
867. She says if you love her,
you won't lose again.Copy !req
868. She says if you love her,
you will win this tournament.Copy !req
869. There she is, the embodiment of love.
Your Venus.Copy !req
870. And how I hate her.Copy !req
871. - I don't understand women.
- Nor do I, but they understand us.Copy !req
872. Maybe not you.Copy !req
873. Yes!Copy !req
874. Women, eh?Copy !req
875. Forty-eight...Copy !req
876. forty-nine...Copy !req
877. and fifty.Copy !req
878. Thank you, gentlemen.
A pleasure doing business with you.Copy !req
879. Look us up if you're in London,
the world championships, maybe.Copy !req
880. Don't look too sad.
Here, have a drink on me.Copy !req
881. He's quick, he's funny and
makes lots of money, Lichtenstein!Copy !req
882. Guinevere comes to Lancelot.Copy !req
883. Bed him well, my lady.Copy !req
884. Bed him well.Copy !req
885. We missed you at banquet.Copy !req
886. "We"?Copy !req
887. I.Copy !req
888. Jocelyn.Copy !req
889. Your prize.Copy !req
890. My prize.Copy !req
891. I am not worthy of a prize.Copy !req
892. Then who is?Copy !req
893. My maid tells me that
sometimes your varlets...Copy !req
894. call you William.Copy !req
895. Is this so, Sir Ulrich?Copy !req
896. Yes.Copy !req
897. It is so.Copy !req
898. Your name makes no matter to me.Copy !req
899. Just so I can call you my own.Copy !req
900. But Jocelyn, I am your own.Copy !req
901. Damn, girl.Copy !req
902. You need a surgeon.Copy !req
903. He's been. He says I will live,
though it doesn't feel that way.Copy !req
904. Oh, William. This pain is my doing.Copy !req
905. Yes, it is.Copy !req
906. Although...Copy !req
907. my father...Copy !req
908. taught me to take the bad...Copy !req
909. with the good.Copy !req
910. This good you speak of.Copy !req
911. It will be my doing as well.Copy !req
912. How long since any of you have been
back? I've only been gone 6 months.Copy !req
913. Two years for me.Copy !req
914. Three years.Copy !req
915. Five. Five long years.Copy !req
916. William?Copy !req
917. Twelve.Copy !req
918. Twelve years.Copy !req
919. He's to be an apprentice?Copy !req
920. How long for?Copy !req
921. Seven years.Copy !req
922. Sir Ector?Copy !req
923. I'm the thatcher. I spoke to you
outside London Stadium.Copy !req
924. Oh, yes. I remember.Copy !req
925. Is this the boy?Copy !req
926. Step forward, son. Let me look at you.Copy !req
927. Careful with that, Roland!Copy !req
928. Are you afraid of me, boy?Copy !req
929. Have you got most of your teeth?Copy !req
930. Show me your arm. Is it strong?Copy !req
931. Well, he's a half-starved little
scarecrow.Copy !req
932. But he has spirit.Copy !req
933. I can show you a great wide world
full of adventure...Copy !req
934. and marvels you
do not yet dream of.Copy !req
935. Can you pack my horse and lead it?Copy !req
936. Well, come on.
Say goodbye to your father.Copy !req
937. He's a real knight, William.
Watch and learn all you can.Copy !req
938. It's all I can do for you, son.Copy !req
939. Now go change your stars
and live a better life than I have.Copy !req
940. Roland, show the boy his duties.Copy !req
941. - Father? I'm afraid.
- Of what?Copy !req
942. I won't know the way home.Copy !req
943. Don't be foolish, William.
You just follow your feet.Copy !req
944. London.Copy !req
945. Give us a shout out, London!Copy !req
946. Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich!Copy !req
947. - Adhemar's here. He's entered.
- Must have grown bored with war.Copy !req
948. No, the Black Prince commanded it.
He had to disband his army.Copy !req
949. They were reveling,
pillaging town after town.Copy !req
950. Robbing, murdering,
ransacking churches.Copy !req
951. Committing the oldest sins
in the newest ways.Copy !req
952. At last we will face each other again,
Sir Ulrich.Copy !req
953. And at the World Championship.Copy !req
954. And as I promised you before...Copy !req
955. you will look up at me
from the flat of your back.Copy !req
956. Let the past die.Copy !req
957. You've done well in my absence,
on the field and off, I'm told.Copy !req
958. Winning trophies, horses, women.Copy !req
959. You put them in that order?Copy !req
960. Generally, with a few exceptions.Copy !req
961. Beautiful, isn't she?Copy !req
962. A real thoroughbred trophy,
don't you think?Copy !req
963. - You speak of her like a target.
- Isn't she?Copy !req
964. No.Copy !req
965. She is the arrow.Copy !req
966. I've begun negotiations
with her father.Copy !req
967. I'm to make her my bride.Copy !req
968. She'll be saddled...Copy !req
969. and placed on my mantle.Copy !req
970. Target or arrow, it doesn't matter.Copy !req
971. I will have her.Copy !req
972. Ulrich! Ulrich! Ulrich!Copy !req
973. But on a horse? With a lance?Copy !req
974. That man is unbeatable.Copy !req
975. Hello there.Copy !req
976. - You're Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein.
- Yes.Copy !req
977. You're my favorite knight.
When we joust, I always say I'm you.Copy !req
978. What are you doing in Cheapside?
There's no parade today.Copy !req
979. Can you keep a secret?Copy !req
980. I was born in Cheapside,
just around the corner there.Copy !req
981. I only live just there.Copy !req
982. How old are you?Copy !req
983. - Nine and one half.
- Nine and one half.Copy !req
984. I wonder if you remember a man,
though he may have died long ago.Copy !req
985. He was as tall as a knight.
His name was John Thatcher.Copy !req
986. - Of course I remember him.
- You do?Copy !req
987. Yes. He lives there still.Copy !req
988. Sometimes we see him sitting
at the window, but no one knows why.Copy !req
989. What do you mean?Copy !req
990. He's blind, sir.Copy !req
991. Is someone there?Copy !req
992. If you're here for the net,
I'm not done yet. Come tomorrow.Copy !req
993. Who are you?Copy !req
994. A knight.Copy !req
995. My name... is Ulrich.Copy !req
996. Ulrich? I hear that name
being chanted from the stadium.Copy !req
997. What business have you here?Copy !req
998. I have word, Master Thatcher.Copy !req
999. Word of your son.Copy !req
1000. Of my William? Well, come in, sir.Copy !req
1001. What word? Does he live?Copy !req
1002. Aye. He lives.Copy !req
1003. He is very well.Copy !req
1004. He wanted you to know...Copy !req
1005. that he changed his stars
after all.Copy !req
1006. And has he followed his feet?Copy !req
1007. Has he found his way home at last?Copy !req
1008. Yes.Copy !req
1009. Father.Copy !req
1010. Oh, William. Oh, my boy.Copy !req
1011. I should like to meet this Wat.
And Roland too.Copy !req
1012. You will, Father.Copy !req
1013. And what of women?
Is there a certain one or many?Copy !req
1014. There is a certain one.Copy !req
1015. I should like to meet her too.Copy !req
1016. This leak won't do, Father.Copy !req
1017. - Not in a thatcher's chamber.
- It's quite fitting for a blind one.Copy !req
1018. Well, a thatcher I am.Copy !req
1019. I'll fix it.Copy !req
1020. Alive. I thought he was dead,
which is mad...Copy !req
1021. Alive. I thought he was dead,
which is mad...Copy !req
1022. because he was also so strong.
Very strong.Copy !req
1023. - Geoff.
- Jocelyn.Copy !req
1024. This day just gets better and better.Copy !req
1025. Somebody die?Copy !req
1026. Sir Ulrich von Lichtenstein.Copy !req
1027. Adhemar...Copy !req
1028. followed you last night.
To Cheapside.Copy !req
1029. He saw your father.Copy !req
1030. Will, they asked me for your patents.Copy !req
1031. They're waiting for you
in the lists to arrest you.Copy !req
1032. A dozen royal guards.Copy !req
1033. - They'll put you in the stocks.
- But I face Adhemar in five minutes.Copy !req
1034. No, you forfeit.
They've already marked it down.Copy !req
1035. Saddle the horses.
They can arrest your baggage, not you.Copy !req
1036. Halt.Copy !req
1037. So, what do you think...Copy !req
1038. now that you know what I am?Copy !req
1039. To know what you are, William,
would take a lifetime.Copy !req
1040. One I am willing to give.
But now you must run.Copy !req
1041. Run, and I will run with you.Copy !req
1042. Jocelyn, I cannot run.Copy !req
1043. I am a knight, and I will
put myself to the hazard!Copy !req
1044. In your heart, not on paper.
And paper's what matters to them!Copy !req
1045. William, I love you.Copy !req
1046. I love you. You.Copy !req
1047. - I won't see you led to the stocks.
- But you'll see me run? No!Copy !req
1048. Damn your pride, William.Copy !req
1049. It is only you that
will not see you run.Copy !req
1050. Pride's the one thing they can't take!Copy !req
1051. But they can take it from you.
They can and they will.Copy !req
1052. Oh, they will.Copy !req
1053. But love they cannot take.Copy !req
1054. And where will we live?Copy !req
1055. In my hovel?Copy !req
1056. - With the pigs inside in winter?
- Yes, William, with the pigs.Copy !req
1057. With the pigs.Copy !req
1058. The poor can marry for love.Copy !req
1059. Jocelyn, you speak of what
you do not know!Copy !req
1060. William, I beg you.Copy !req
1061. Please.Copy !req
1062. Run. Do it for love.Copy !req
1063. Roland, you would see me run?Copy !req
1064. And you, Geoff?Copy !req
1065. I wish it too, with all
the pieces of my heart.Copy !req
1066. Wat? You and I? We aren't runners.Copy !req
1067. Yes.Copy !req
1068. William, today we are.Copy !req
1069. Run, William.Copy !req
1070. I will not run!Copy !req
1071. I am a knight.Copy !req
1072. Well, boys...Copy !req
1073. all good things must come to an end.Copy !req
1074. Let's end them together.Copy !req
1075. You will remove yourself
from this position of honor.Copy !req
1076. I am here to compete.Copy !req
1077. You are here to be arrested.Copy !req
1078. All right!Copy !req
1079. He that strives to touch a star...Copy !req
1080. oft stumbles...Copy !req
1081. at a simple straw.Copy !req
1082. You have been weighed.Copy !req
1083. You have been measured.Copy !req
1084. And you have been found wanting.Copy !req
1085. It's one loss or another... William.Copy !req
1086. In what world could you
have ever beaten me?Copy !req
1087. Leave, Roland.Copy !req
1088. Let them have me.Copy !req
1089. God love you, William.Copy !req
1090. So do I.Copy !req
1091. Go! Disperse!Copy !req
1092. Or I will fong you!Copy !req
1093. the Virgin Mary are my witnesses,
I will fong you!Copy !req
1094. I will rip you! Fist! Pain!Copy !req
1095. I'll stick my fist and break you!
Pain! Lots of pain!Copy !req
1096. We're in trouble.Copy !req
1097. Listen to me.Copy !req
1098. Listen to me!Copy !req
1099. What a pair we make, huh?Copy !req
1100. Both trying to hide who we are.Copy !req
1101. Both unable to do so.Copy !req
1102. Your men love you.Copy !req
1103. If I knew nothing else about you,
that would be enough.Copy !req
1104. But you also tilt
when you should withdraw.Copy !req
1105. That is knightly too.Copy !req
1106. Release him.Copy !req
1107. He may appear to be
of humble origins...Copy !req
1108. but my personal historians
have discovered...Copy !req
1109. that he descends
from an ancient royal line.Copy !req
1110. This is my word.Copy !req
1111. And as such, is beyond contestation.Copy !req
1112. Now...Copy !req
1113. if I may repay the kindness
you once showed me.Copy !req
1114. Take a knee.Copy !req
1115. By the power vested in me
by my father, King Edward...Copy !req
1116. and by all the witnesses here...Copy !req
1117. I dub thee...Copy !req
1118. Sir William.Copy !req
1119. Arise... Sir William.Copy !req
1120. Can you joust?Copy !req
1121. There's my tournament to finish.Copy !req
1122. Now, are you fit to compete,
or shall the forfeit stand?Copy !req
1123. I'm fit.Copy !req
1124. At once.Copy !req
1125. Thank you, my lord.Copy !req
1126. All hail Prince Edward!Copy !req
1127. My lords, my ladies...Copy !req
1128. and all you other people.Copy !req
1129. I give you the son of Philippe
de Vitry, son of Gilles...Copy !req
1130. - Are you sure?
- Yes.Copy !req
1131. It's nothing but spun sugar
and boot black.Copy !req
1132. It's a small target...Copy !req
1133. but aim for his heart.Copy !req
1134. —doer of daring deeds...Copy !req
1135. conqueror of countless kingdoms,
Count...Copy !req
1136. Adhemar!Copy !req
1137. Oh, God. I'll get the surgeon.Copy !req
1138. Roland!Copy !req
1139. You're the surgeon.Copy !req
1140. Come on.Copy !req
1141. Kate, get me back to one.Copy !req
1142. Otherwise we forfeit.Copy !req
1143. Dirty son of a bitch!Copy !req
1144. Kate, I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.Copy !req
1145. As I said, thatcher.Copy !req
1146. In what world could you
have ever beaten me?Copy !req
1147. Such a place does not exist.Copy !req
1148. She's here.Copy !req
1149. Change your stars.Copy !req
1150. Let's dance, you and I.Copy !req
1151. It's two lances to none.Copy !req
1152. You must unhorse him or kill him.
It's the only way to win.Copy !req
1153. - You need more padding.
- No, leave it off.Copy !req
1154. I can't breathe with it on.Copy !req
1155. Lance.Copy !req
1156. I can barely grip it.Copy !req
1157. Damn.Copy !req
1158. Lash it to my arm.Copy !req
1159. Wat...Copy !req
1160. lash it to me arm.Copy !req
1161. Good people!Copy !req
1162. I missed my introduction!Copy !req
1163. But please...Copy !req
1164. please, I pray you.Copy !req
1165. Hear it now.Copy !req
1166. For I would lay rest...Copy !req
1167. the grace in my tongue...Copy !req
1168. and speak plain.Copy !req
1169. Days like these...Copy !req
1170. are far too rare to cheapen
with heavy-handed words.Copy !req
1171. And so, I'm afraid,
without any ado whatsoever—Copy !req
1172. Excuse me, my lord.Copy !req
1173. Here he is! One of your own!Copy !req
1174. and here before you now.Copy !req
1175. The son of John Thatcher...Copy !req
1176. Sir William Thatcher!Copy !req
1177. That's your name.Copy !req
1178. Sir William Thatcher.Copy !req
1179. Your father heard that.Copy !req
1180. Godspeed, William.Copy !req
1181. William!Copy !req
1182. You have been weighed.Copy !req
1183. You've been measured.Copy !req
1184. And you absolutely...Copy !req
1185. have been found wanting.Copy !req
1186. Welcome to the new world.Copy !req
1187. God save you, if it is right
that he should do so.Copy !req
1188. William!Copy !req
1189. Yes!Copy !req
1190. He's won! He's won!Copy !req
1191. You beat him, Will!Copy !req
1192. Oh, William.Copy !req
1193. I'm going to write this story.Copy !req
1194. About the prince and the knights?Copy !req
1195. No, all of it. All human activity
lies within the artist's scope.Copy !req
1196. Maybe not yours.Copy !req