Crisis Point (pt.6)

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Cave. Interior. Continued.
(Djaq is still trying to mend
Marian’s wound. She is poking around inside trying to see what she needs
to do. Marian moans, just about unconscious.)

Djaq: “It’s too…”
Much: (Enters quietly.) “Master? “ (Robin has his attention on Djaq.)
Djaq: “I can’t reach it without causing further damage.”
Much: “Master…”
Djaq: “Robin, press here. Stop the bleeding.”
(Robin reaches in, squirms a bit and hisses. Marian lets out a soft moan and Djaq shakes her head in frustration.)
Djaq: “I cannot!”
Robin: “What?”
Djaq: “I am not trained. I don’t have the right instruments. I can’t do it.”
Robin: “Much, put your finger here.”
Much: “Me?”
Robin: “Yes, you! Come on! (Much darts forward.) I need to get the physician.”
Djaq: “There is no time.”
Much: (Puts his finger in.) “Ah, eugh.”
Robin: “Make me time.”
Djaq: “Be quick.”
Much: “Here?”
Djaq: “Yes!”
(Djaq
starts poking around again. Marian has stopped moaning, now fully
unconscious. Djaq is panicked, trying to find a way to do what must be
done.)  


Sherwood Forest. The Great North Road.
(Allan and Will emerge from the trees.)
Allan: “Yeah, this is it. The Great North Road. (Will stops and looks.) So which way are we gonna go? Back to the cave or pastures new?”
Will: “I promised the Commander that-”
Allan: (Interrupting:) “I know what you promised them! But they’d just as easily kill us than negotiate with us. War is coming, mate and there’s nothing either of us can do about it. We got away. (Will looks at him wide-eyed.) Where’d your old man go, and your brother, when they ran away?”
Will: “Scarborough. My aunt Annie.”
Allan: “Well… I wouldn’t mind meeting your auntie Annie. What do you reckon? (Will looks at Allan.) You know what I was thinking? I was thinking Robin would want this for us. He would. He’d want the best for us.”
(Will steps forward, looks back towards the forest then looks back at Allan.)  

Nottingham Town. Pitts’s house. Interior.
(Robin rides quickly up to Pitts’s house, leading another horse. He jumps off and runs to the window.)
Robin: “Pitts! Pitts!” (Goes to the door and bangs on it.)

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Pitts: “Yes, yes, what is it?”
Robin: (Through the window in the door:) “I need your help. A friend of mine has been stabbed. She… (realises the truth he is about to speak)… She is close to death.”
Pitts: (Opening the door:) “Bring her here.”
Robin: (Steps inside and closes the door.) “I cannot. I will take you to her. I’ve brought you a horse.”
Pitts: “Well, where is she? I-I-I need to know in case anybody—”
Robin: (Interrupting:) “We must leave now. (Puts his hand on Pitts’s.) There is no time.”
Pitts: (Claps his other hand on Robin’s twice.) “All right. Let me get my things.” (Goes upstairs.)
An upstairs room.
(Pitts grabs a large shoulder bag from under the table, sets it on top and starts putting things into it.)
Robin: (From downstairs:) “Hurry up!”
Pitts: (Slightly panicked:) “Don’t worry, my friend! Everything is under control! (Goes to the window and gets the attention of a guard below:) Psst. Psst.”
(The
guard looks up at Pitts motioning to him. He taps his companion and
they both move towards the house. Pitts resumes his packing, reaching
for a large pile of rolled-up bandages and setting them all on top.)
Robin: (From downstairs:) “Hurry! Come on!”
(Pitts grabs his bag without closing the flap and goes to the

stairs.)
Downstairs.
(Pitts appears at the top of the stairs.)
Robin: “Hurry up!”
(Pitts
smiles and tries to put the bag’s strap over his shoulder, but in his
panic dumps the entire bag down the side of the stairs, its contents
spilling everywhere.)
Pitts: (Hurrying down the stairs:) “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. (Robin helps him collect his things. Robin grabs at the rolls of bandages and looks questioningly at Pitts.) Bandages. (They finish putting things back in the bag as Pitts mutters.) All right, let’s see. Yes, yes.”
(Pitts grabs his cloak and they head out the door. The guards watch them leave, then quickly head towards the castle.)

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Sherwood Forest. The cave. Interior.
(Much stands over
Marian with his finger inside her wound. Nearby, Djaq squats over a bowl
of water, washing her hands. Little John holds a torch over Marian.)
Much: “I’m not doing anything. I’m just pressing, right?”
Djaq: “Yes. There’s not much else we can do. The physician has the instruments.”
Much: “Should I be able to feel a heartbeat?”
Djaq: (Looks up.) “Yes.”
(Much
sends a panicked look at Djaq. Djaq gets to her feet and hurries over.
She lifts up Marian’s eyelids, thinks a moment, then pounds a fist on
Marian’s chest. Much grabs her arm.)
Much: “What are you doing?! What are you doing?! You’ll hurt her!”
Djaq: “Trust me, Much. Where she is she cannot feel a thing!”
(Djaq pulls her arm away and pounds three more times.)
Sherwood Forest.
(In the forest, Robin and Pitts gallop towards the cave. Pitts flips a bandage behind him.)
The cave.
(Djaq pounds twice more.)
Djaq: “Anything?”
Much: (Shakes his head vigorously.) “Oh, come on. Come on, Marian.”
Sherwood Forest.
(Robin and Pitts gallop towards the cave.)
The cave.
(Djaq pounds on Marian’s chest)
Much: “Please.”
Sherwood Forest.
(Pitts throws another bandage. Robin reins in his horse.)
The cave.
(Djaq pounds on Marian’s chest and looks at Much.)
Much: “Yes! (Smiles brightly.) Yes! Yes!”
Djaq: (Laughs.) “Allah be praised!”
Much: (Raises his fists in the air.) “Allah be praised!”
Little John: (Arms wide.) “Allah be praised!”
Much: “How did you do that?”
Djaq: “Put your finger back in. Now! (Much puts his finger back in. Both of them are breathing heavily.) This will happen again. Where is the physician? I cannot wait.”
The cave. Exterior.
(Robin shoos the horses away.)
Robin: “Yah! Go on! (Pitts looks nervously behind him. Robin runs up to the cave.) Djaq! … Much! John!”
(Pitts follows Robin inside with the large bag over his shoulder.)
Interior.
(Robin enters and walks over to Marian.)
Robin: “How is she?”
Djaq: “Alive.”
(Robin glances at Much’s anxious face then solemnly bends over Marian as Pitts comes over.)

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Robin: (to Pitts:) “You have to save her.”
Pitts: (Nervously:) “Science is advanced, but we’re always in the hands of the Lord. (to Djaq:) Here, you give her this. (Pitts pulls a bottle out of his nearly empty bag as Robin takes off his cape. Pitts hands the bottle to Djaq.) It’s a draught for the surgery. Put a little on her tongue.”
(Pitts
pulls the strap over his head, then looks nervously back at Little John
behind him. Djaq puts a drop of liquid on Marian’s tongue.)
Djaq: “She has a dagger wound near the liver. A leaking blood vessel. I have sewn it up.”
Pitts: “You’ve been trained?”
Djaq: “A little.”
Pitts: “Good, good. Then you’ve probably saved her life.”
Much: “She has saved her life.” (Much nods at Djaq, who returns it.)
Djaq: “If you agree, I can close up the wound.”
Pitts: (Glances at the wound. Very agreeably:) “Very good. Close away.”
(Nervously looks around.)
Djaq: “Do you have clean needle? (Pitts looks at Djaq.) Thread? Cloth?”
Pitts: “Oh, yes.”
(Pitts
opens his bag and Robin notices it is void of bandages. Pitts pulls out
an instrument case and hands it to Djaq. Much wipes his forehead as
Djaq opens the case. Robin glances at Much and Djaq with just his eyes,
then stares at Pitts with a piercing glare. Pitts’s eyes flicker
nervously at Robin.)

Robin: (Calmly, but with a hint of urgency:) “Excuse me.”
(Robin
turns and walks quietly out of the cave. Little John frowns, wondering
why Robin would leave at a time like this, and watches him go. Pitts
glances around nervously to see if anybody else has recognised the
ruse.)
Exterior.
(Robin runs, retracing the route he
and Pitts took earlier. He stops and looks around, then continues on.
He stops again as sees a flash of white on the ground. He runs to it and
anxiously looks around before picking up the discarded bandage. He runs
as fast as he can down the trail and finds another, then pulls it off a
sapling’s branch. He runs a bit further and finds another bandage
hanging off a branch. He looks around for any unwelcome guests and hears
a horse whinny in the distance.)
Robin: (Quietly to himself:) “What have I done?”
(He hears more horses and dogs barking and sees the Sheriff coming through the trees. He runs back to the cave.)

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Interior.
(Little John is carrying another torch to the back as Robin runs in calling for them.)
Robin: (From outside:) “Much! John! (Little John jumps. Entering:) Your weapons, now!”
Much: “Why?”
Robin: (Pulling arrows from his quiver by the fire:) “Unless I am badly mistaken, [turns to pick up his bow] the Sheriff and Gisborne will arrive at any moment. We’ll be surrounded.”
(Little John puts on his coat. Much runs in from the back room.)
Much: (Panicked:) “What? We’ve got to run!” (Starts to run outside.)
Robin: “We cannot run! I cannot run! (Little John picks up his staff. Quieter:) Marian.”
Little John: “We do not run.” (Goes to the cave entrance.)
Much: “We are trapped in a cave and surrounded. We’re all gonna die!”
Robin: (Quietly:) “Yes.” (Looks at Much.)
Much: “Oh, Lord. (Little John looks out at the forest. Slams down his cloak.) Allan. Where is Allan? And Will?! Where are they?!
(Much slams down a handful of arrows as Little John walks back to them.
Much picks up his sword belt and fumbles to put it on.)
I thought if I survived the Holy Land, then I would die by the fire in Locksley, not in some… forest in some…some poxy, [kicks dirt into the fire] poxy cave!”
Robin: “Much!”
Much: “What?!”
Robin: “Let me think! (Pitts walks away from Marian towards Robin, laughing sinisterly. Robin stands up. With quiet intensity:) You.”
(Much looks back at Pitts.)
Pitts: “What
did you think? That Gisborne did not tell me that one day somebody
might come asking about his alibi? That we did not have a plan in place
for just this occasion? (Sighs.) The charade is over. (Starts to walk past Robin, nodding once at him with his eyebrows raised, then stops beside him.) Oh, your friend is dead.”
(Pitts continues on towards the exit as Robin turns in horror to the back room.)
Much: “Dead?”
Pitts: (Turning to Much without stopping:) “Dead!”
(Robin hurries to Marian. Much looks after him in disbelief. Little
John turns his staff to horizontal and stops Pitts from leaving.)
(In
the back, Robin stops and looks fearfully at Djaq. She turns to him,
the sad look on her face confirming what Pitts has just said.)
Djaq: “Robin. I’m sorry.”
(Djaq walks over to him, then decides to leave him alone with Marian.)    

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Exterior.
(Little John and Much go outside to face the
Sheriff. Crouching behind a large boulder on a rise, Much slams arrow
points into the ground as Little John peeks over another boulder next to
him. They hear horses coming, men shouting and dogs barking.)
Interior.
(Robin starts to sob, taking a few steps towards Marian. He stops to stare at her, then slowly kneels at her side, sobbing

and sniffing. He strokes her face.)
Robin: (Softly:) “Marian. (Puts both hands on the sides of her face.) Marian! (He turns his head aside, then briefly places it on her chest and sobs, then looks in her eyes.) Marian… I love you. I should have said. Why did I not say? I love you. Marian. I love you. (Sobs.) Marian.”
(Robin kisses her lips, then leans on her chest and cries uncontrollably.)
Sheriff: (From outside the cave, singsong:) “Robin? Oh, Robin? Come out, come out wherever you are!”
(Robin slowly raises his head with an intense look of rage and revenge in his eyes.)  

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Desperate Measures (pt.5)

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Cave. Exterior. The next morning.
(Much blows on the
smoking kindling under a suspended pot as Djaq returns from getting some
herbs and berries. She sits down near Much, inspecting them.)
Much: “You think Marian’ll want anything to eat? (Scowling at the pot:) What is it girls eat?”
Djaq: (Not looking up.) “Special girls’ food.”
Much: “You know what I mean.” (Blows on the fire.)
Djaq: (Annoyed:) “Ask her yourself what she wants to eat.”
Much: “She’s still asleep. I gave her a nudge earlier, but she didn’t wake up.”
Djaq: (With concern:) “Really? Still?” (Looks worriedly up at the cave.)
Interior.
(Marian
is still unconscious. Robin is sitting on the floor at her side, his
back to the rock, slumped over asleep. Marian’s hand is resting on his
back. Djaq runs in and crawls up next to Marian.)
Djaq: “Marian? Wake up!”
(Djaq undoes Marian’s buttons to reach the wound again.)
Robin: (Waking up:) “You said to let her sleep.”
Djaq: “This is not sleeping. This is her body shutting down. (Robin immediately stands up with alarm.) Gisborne’s knife has caused damage inside. I must open her wound. Marian! Marian!” (She slaps Marian’s face.)
Marian: (Weakly:) “I do not feel well.”
Djaq: “I need clean instruments.”
Robin: “What instruments?”
Djaq: “You stay here. (Robin nods.) Hold her hand. I’ll be quick. (Robin picks up Marian’s hand as Djaq climbs down from the rock.) Do not let her sleep.”
(Leaves.)
Robin: “Marian. (Robin puts his arm under Marian’s head.) Marian! (He shakes her chin, trying to wake her up, then glances back at Djaq.) Marian!”

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Exterior.
(Djaq returns to Much by the fire. Much is
holding up a ladle in one hand and cracking an egg into it with the
other. He tosses the empty shell aside.)
Much: “Is she awake?”
(Much puts the ladle into the pot of hot water as Djaq picks up her earlier find of herbs and berries and picks through them.)
Djaq: “Only just.”
Much: “Now, does she want an egg, or does she want some bacon? She can’t have both, I don’t care who she is.”
Djaq: “Pray to your god… and to mine. She is going to die.”
Much: (Frowns.) “Die? What do you mean, die?”
Djaq: (Looks up, staring at nothing:) “Her face. I’ve seen that look a thousand times before.”
Much: “Oh. (Starting to panic:) Ah, er, w-w-w-w-w-what do we do?”
Djaq: (Calmly:) “I need hot water. (Much nods and reaches for the ladle.) I need clean instruments. Knives.” (Much pulls the ladle out, grimacing as it burns his fingers, throws the hot ladle away and shakes his hand.)
Much: “Yes, er…”
Djaq: “And here. (Holds out some berries.) Grind this into a fine paste. Now.”
Much: (Takes the berries.) “Yes. Er, er, now.”

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Underground Cell.
(Allan sits staring at the knife on the floor as Will paces back and forth.)
Will: “This has gone on long enough, there must be another way. Something we haven’t thought of yet.”
Lexa: “There isn’t.”
(Will looks at Lexa as she drops her gaze to the floor.)
Allan: (Sighs:) “She’s right. They’re not budging.”
Will: (Thinks, moves to kneel next to Allan:) “We can offer a trade.”
(Will indicates the bag of Gisborne’s money over in the corner.)
Allan: (Shakes his head:) “If they wanted money they would’ve taken that straight away. No, if we want peace, they told us how to get it.”
Will: “Through murder?”
Allan: “Well, through sacrifice, yeah.”
(Allan gets to his feet and moves slowly over to the knife, picking it up.)
Will: “Allan, what are you doing?”
Allan: “If we don’t make a choice, then we both die. (Glances at Lexa:) Then the killing won’t end. There’s only one way out of here. (Allan turns and walks slowly towards Will. Lexa gets to her feet to make room for the impending knife fight. As Will backs up against the wall, raising his hands up in surrender, Allan suddenly turns and grabs Lexa. Holding her from behind with one arm under her chin and raising the knife to her throat.) I choose to live!”
Will: “Allan, no!”
(The warriors burst through the cell doors.)
Allan: “Take off these chains.”
Will: “Allan, don’t she’s just a girl.”
Lexa: (Calmly to her warriors:) “He made his choice. This one’s mine.”
(Grabbing Allan by the arm, Lexa turns and quickly disarms him, sending Allan down hard to the floor holding the knife to his throat.)
Allan: (Defenseless:) “OK! I’m sorry.”
(Lexa looks from Allan over to Will and straightens up. Walking over to her warriors with a confident stride.)
Lexa: (To Gustus:) “I’ve heard what I needed to hear.”
Gustus: “Yes, Commander.”

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Cave. Interior.
(Robin is kneeling by Marian’s side, gently pulling at her hair.)
Marian: “I should go home. My father will be worried.”
Robin: “All in good time.”
Marian: “I’m a nuisance.”
Robin: “Yes, you are.”
Marian: “You were supposed to say no.”
Robin: (Gently, facetiously:) “And you should be at home, doing your embroidery.”
(Robin lightly taps Marian’s nose. Both smile. Much comes in with a
torch and a bowl, panicked, and sets the bowl down at Marian’s feet.)
Much: “Right. Here is the paste, and er… (setting the torch into the ground:) …the instruments are coming. (Marian lifts her head to stare at Much.) And er, Djaq is… (stands)… Djaq is, er, coming, and I’m, er… (Robin motions down with his hand to Much, indicating he needs to calm down)….I’m sure, I’m sure of…”
Marian: “I’m sure, I’m sure?”
Much: (Somewhat confidently:) “I am sure.”
Marian: (Lays her head down.) “I am sure” is reassuring. “I am sure, I am sure” is not.”
Much: “I am sure. It’s just, er, Djaq is, er… very, er… (points outside.) Er…”
Marian: (A bit flustered and scared:) “Djaq is very what?”
Much: “I’ll shut up.”
Robin: “Good idea.”
Much: “Yeah, I’ll go. (Turns to leave, then thinks of something.) Er, drink this. (Much hands Robin the wine flask.) All of it.”
(Much backs up a few steps, then turns and runs out of the cave.)
Marian: (Lays her head back. Frowning in exasperation:) “Oh, Much!”
Robin: (Softly:) “He means well.”
Marian: “What can Djaq have told him? (Robin looks up from the flask, then looks aside with a sigh, avoiding an answer.) This is not good, is it? (Silence.) Tell me… the truth.”
Robin: “Maybe not so good. Here.”
(He holds the flask to her lips and she drinks. Djaq arrives and starts
to undo Marian’s clothes as Marian grimaces from the burn of the wine.)

Djaq: “I will cut you open. (Marian looks up at Djaq, lifting her head, her eyes wide with anxiety.) If I can find the damage, I will sew it up.”
(Robin stands and walks a few steps away.)
Marian: “What are my chances?”
(Robin turns back around with fear and dread in his eyes.)
Djaq: “If I do not do this, none. If I do, very little. (Marian leans back, stunned by her words. Robin stares.) My father treated the wounded in the battlefield. He said, “Never lie to a wounded man.”
Marian: (With composure:) “Or was it “Never lie to a dying man”?
(Robin’s face intensifies.)
Djaq: “He said that, too.” (Leaves.)

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Marian: (Turns her head to Robin.) “So? “Never lie to a dying man.”
Robin: “You are not going to die. And I have never lied to you.”
Marian: “Oh, come on. (Tries to sit up a little.) We have never once spoken the truth to each other.”
Robin: “Now is not the time to argue.”
Marian: (A bit flustered:) “Do not tell me when it is the time to argue! (Robin turns aside and chuckles.) What?”
Robin: “Well, I do not think there can be much wrong with you.”
Marian: (Calmly, quietly:) “I am serious. We have never once spoken the truth to each other. For instance, I call you a fool when I mean you are a hero. (Robin glances aside.) I criticise your actions and then mimic them myself as the Nightwatchman. I chastise Robin Hood—”
Robin: (Interrupting:) “Shh-shh-sh-sh.”
Marian: “I will not be shushed! These might be my last words.”
Robin: (Glances aside. Earnestly:) “No, they will not be. They cannot be. B— (Shifts his feet.) Because we should be together. I should never have left you. (Marian moves her head, blinking back tears.) I should never have gone to war. It was a mistake! (Steps back to Marian.) And you were right. (Robin leans over Marian’s side. She puts her hand on his arm.) I wanted glory. (Kneeling down and taking her hand:) But believe me, the battlefield is the last place you will find it.”
Marian: (Quietly:) “You would have always regretted it if you hadn’t gone.”
Robin: “But not as much as I regret going. Not as much as I regret losing you. (Marian turns her head a bit to get a better look into his eyes.) Marian, I should not have gone.”
Marian: (Voice trembling:) “Robin…”
Robin: “I—” (Djaq enters, interrupting Robin.)
Djaq: (Singsong:) “I love you, you love me, we all love each other. (Marian and Robin are flustered as Djaq interrupts their moment.) Drink the wine.”
(Djaq
pulls up Marian’s shirt with one hand, holding a large knife in the
other as Robin uncorks the flask and holds it to Marian’s lips.)
Robin: “Here. Lift.” (Robin lifts her head up and Marian drinks.)
Djaq: ”Robin, hold her.”
(Robin
stands up and presses down on Marian’s shoulders as Djaq cuts into her.
Marian arches her back and screams; Robin grimaces and turns and twists
his head, unable to bear it.)  
 

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Underground Cell.
(Lexa turns back to face the outlaws as Gustus proceeds to adorn her with her regular attire.)
Will: (Shocked:) “You’re the Commander?”
(Allan remains on the floor clutching his wrist as Lexa moves towards Will.)
Lexa: “I’ve learned much about you. It’s clear your intentions are honourable, your desire for peace is true. (To her warriors:) Free him. (The warriors move to unshackle both Will and Allan. to Will:) Later we will talk. In the meantime your friend will be used to send a message.”
Will: (As the warriors move to grab Allan:) “No, wait! Stop, please.”
(Lexa hold up her hand indicating for her warriors to stop.)
Lexa: “The massacre must be answered. Blood must have blood.”
Will: “Listen to me, I know what Allan did was wrong but we both have got to leave here together. There can be no peace between us if you kill him.”
Lexa: “Are you rejecting our offer of peace talks?”
Will: “No! (Restraining himself, thinking quickly:) No, Commander but I’m not the person you need to be speaking with. I’m just a carpenter’s son, I don’t know anything about politics or negotiation. (Gesturing towards Allan.) But if you let both of us go, I can bring you someone who can. (As Lexa regards him closely:) Please, I give you my word.”
(Lexa’s face is unreadable as she considers Will’s offer.)

The Way You Sell It (pt.4)

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Sherwood Forest. The cave. Interior.
(Little John enters
the cave, dripping wet from the rain. He storms past Much and Djaq by
the fire, tosses down his staff and hangs his coat up on a protruding
rock in the wall. Much looks at him questioningly, holding his cap on a
stick over the fire to dry.)
Little John: “No sign! Of anyone!” (Robin enters carrying Marian.)
Robin: “John! John!”
(Little John and Djaq run to him past Much, who is standing, staring in horror. Little John takes Marian into his arms.)
Little John: “I’ve got her, I’ve got her. (Marian coughs and Robin bends over, putting his hands on his knees and catching his breath.) All right, all right.”
Robin: “Gisborne stabbed her.”
Little John: “What?”
Robin: “In the belly.” (Robin hurries after Djaq.)
Marian: “It is a shallow wound, not serious.”
Djaq: “We need dry bedding. She needs to get dry.”
Robin: (to Much:) “Get a light.”
(Robin
and Djaq lead Little John into the rear of the cave to a rock slab
spread with furs, and Little John lays her down. Djaq climbs up next to
her on the rock.)
Much: (Holding his torch out:) “Here!… John!… John!”
(Little John takes the torch as Djaq starts to examine Marian.)
Djaq: “Do you have wine?”
Much: “A little.”
Djaq: (Nodding at Marian.) “For the pain.”
Much: “Yes.”
(Runs
to fetch the wine. Marian winces and grunts as Djaq pours water on the
wound. Robin stands by anxiously. Djaq pulls open the cut.)

Djaq: “This is not long. What did he use?”
Robin: “I don’t know. I thought he punched her.”
(Much returns with the wine flask and Robin takes it.)
Marian: “A dagger.”
Djaq: “Can you feel this? (Djaq pushes on the wound. Marian shouts and grimaces.) I need to sew. Give me a needle.”
(Robin pulls a needle from the bottom of his jacket.)
Robin: (to Marian.) “This needle is thick… and blunt. Are you prepared?”
Marian: “It is the way you sell it.” (Robin smiles slightly and briefly at her use of his earlier words.)
Djaq: “Give it to me.”
(Djaq
gets a good grip on the needle with the help of her teeth, then starts
to stitch. Robin grabs Marian’s hand as Djaq works.)

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Somewhere Underground.
(Will and Allan are shackled to the
wall of a dimly lit holding cell. Will has taken his boot off and is
trying to squeeze his foot through the steel. Allan glances over and
notices Will’s bloody ankle.)
Allan: “Will, stop. If they wanted to kill us, they’d’ve done it already.”
Will: (Annoyed:) “Well where are they then? We’ve been here for hours. The others will be wondering where we are.”
Allan: “Oh what’s the difference? What, you think Robin’s gonna need us when he’s a lord again? Huh? (Will stares.) It’s all right for them, innit? Much with his lodge. What are we gonna have?”
Will: “I don’t think like you do.”
Allan: “I’m not being funny, maybe you should!”
(Will
scowls at him. There is a sound down the hallway and a door opens. Will
looks up to see a man approaching. As he opens the cell door, Allan and
Will exchange looks. Will gets to his feet just as other warriors enter
the room. The leader nods and two of the men move over to Allan. As
Allan struggles, the warriors start assaulting him.)

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Will: “Hey! We came in peace. (Another punch to Allan’s face.) We came in peace! Please!”
(The
warriors drag Allan to his feet. Gustus, the leader, nods to a young
girl who walks over to a far corner, dragging her leg slightly behind
her.)
Gustus: (To Will:) “You speak of peace yet you are responsible for the deaths of three hundred of my men?”
Allan: “Hey, you attacked us, mate!”
Gustus: (Pulling a dagger from his belt:) “Blood must have blood. (Pointing at Will and then Allan with the dagger as he speaks:) One of you will die here today. By the other’s hand. (To Will:) I will hear the terms of your surrender… (To Allan:) from the man who lives. (Gustus throws the dagger onto the floor. To the girl:) Fetch us when it is done.”
(Gustus
and the other warriors leave, locking the door behind them. Will and
Allan look to each other not sure how they’ll survive this time.)

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Sherwood Forest. The cave. Interior.
Djaq:
(to Marian:) “All right?”
(Robin goes to sit against a nearby rock and pulls a blunt arrow from his quiver on the floor.)
Marian: “Yes. Thank you, Djaq.”
Djaq: “I’m sorry.”
Marian: “Why?”
Djaq: “I did not think you would be so brave.”
(Marian
smiles weakly. Robin watches Djaq leave, scraping at the point with his
knife. When she has disappeared, Marian smiles at Robin.)
Robin: “Well, the bad news is you’ve been stabbed. But the good news is you don’t have to many the man that stabbed you.”
Marian: (Chuckles weakly.) “And what will happen?”
Robin: “When
the King comes to Nottingham, I will make an entrance. He will let me
speak; he trusts me. I will present the evidence, the physician will
corroborate it, and… and Gisborne will be done for.”
Marian: “Well, will he hang?”
Robin: “Yes. (Marian weakly scowls and turns her head away.) Marian, this is a man who would force you to marry him. A man who tried to kill the King, a man who stabbed you!”
Marian: (Looking back at Robin:) “Even so, I will never support hanging. (Robin stares at her incredulously a moment, then looks away.) What? (Robin looks up, about to say something, then changes his mind. He shakes his head and looks down.) No, tell me.”
Robin: (Softly:) “I think you feel for him.”
Marian: “He’s a human being.”
Robin: (Jealously:) “You are stirred by him.”
Marian: “Stirred?” (Chuckles and turns away.)
Robin: “He said it. And he was right, wasn’t he?”
Marian: (Still looking away:) “Grow up.”
Robin: “Well,
this morning when you thought you had to marry him, you were happily
resigned to your fate. His…"qualities”… and his “genuine feelings.”
Marian: “I was trying to be brave.”
Robin: “But why? This whole Nightwatchman thing, it’s—”
Marian: (Interrupting:) “What whole Nightwatchman thing? I am only doing what you do, but with more intelligence.”
Robin: (Angrily, scornfully:) “You
would have thought you would have learnt by now. Every time you go out,
you get arrested… or stabbed… or betrothed. You should stay at home and
do your embroidery! (Marian scoffs in utter disbelief at his affront
and turns her head away. Robin squats down to pick up his knife and
quiver, then stops, realising what he just said. Quietly:)
I did not mean that.”
Marian: (Indignantly:) “You know, even my father, who is old and infirm (Robin
stands up with his quiver, turns his back to Marian and walks away.
Marian speaks louder as he disappears and Djaq comes over to quiet her.)
and has a lot more to lose than you do, even he supports me more than you do! Ah!” (Writhes in pain.)
Djaq: “Marian, you need to sleep.”
(Marian takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself.) 

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Locksley Manor. Isabella’s Chamber. Night.
(Isabella kneels at the foot of her bed, head down in silent prayer.)
Gisborne: (Leaning casually on the door frame.) “I didn’t know you still prayed.”
(Isabella is spooked by the presence of her brother and turns towards him.)
Isabella: (Quietly:) “Of course I pray. I still believe in God, just not religion.”
Gisborne: (Churlishly:) “There’s a difference?”
Isabella: (Rising to her feet, walking towards the window, not looking at her brother as she speaks:)
“I believe religion is a construct of man that can be twisted and
turned to benefit those who look to corrupt. I know personally when I
pray, it comforts me…..I don’t feel alone.”
Gisborne: “Even when you were married?”
Isabella: (Looking briefly at her brother:) “Especially then. (Turning her gaze back towards the window to the moonlit sky.) Was there something you needed, brother?”
Gisborne: (Steps slowly into the room, arms folded. Apprehensively:) “I
wanted to thank you for defending me when Hood and his outlaws were
here. I know you must’ve been torn as to whether to help me or not.”
Isabella: "Nonsense, you are my brother. I swore to you my loyalty. Helping you was not a choice, it was instinctive.”
Gisborne: “Nevertheless you have my gratitude. However..(resolvedly:)…Once Marian and I are married the manor will be an unsuitable place for you to remain.” (Isabella turns towards Gisborne, taken aback.)
Isabella: “But Guy you know that I have no place else to-”
Gisborne: (Interrupting and continuing:) “So I thought that Bonchurch would, perhaps, be an appropriate alternative. (Isabella stops her protestations at once and stares at her brother in disbelief) It is after all on my land, unused- (Gisborne is silenced momentarily by an unexpected hug from his sister. With her arms still around him:) Far enough away for privacy but close enough for my guards to protect you from the outlaws of this world.”
Isabella: (Releasing him:) “Thank you Guy.”
Gisborne: (Looking away, slightly uncomfortable:) “Loyalty should always be rewarded. (Changing the subject:) Just as outlaws should be punished.”
Isabella: “Hood will have his judgement day, I have no doubt.”
Gisborne: “That is a day that I pray for. (Walking back towards the door.) He will share the Nightwatchman’s fate soon enough.”
Isabella: (Turning away from Gisborne:) “It did look like a lot of blood on your blade. But surely he’ll be back to try his luck again?”
Gisborne: (Scoffs:) “Not where I stabbed him. I know exactly where to cut a man to make him suffer a slow, agonising death. (Isabella gasps.) Something wrong?” (Isabella puts her hand over her mouth to stifle any further noises but does not turn around.)
Isabella: (Thinking quickly:) “I’m just distressed that they stole from you.”
Gisborne: “I will get it back, trust me. (Grabbing hold of the handle and beginning to pull the door closed behind him.) Goodnight, Isabella.”
Isabella: (With a pained expression on her face:) “Goodnight.”
(As she hears the door close shut a single tear falls from her eye, deeply concerned now for Marian’s well-being.)

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Underground Holding Cell.
(Will is looking down at the dagger as Allan leans against the wall.)
Allan: "They want us to turn on each other.”
Girl: “They want justice.”
(Both men look over towards her.)
Will: “Lives have been lost on both sides. (The girl looks at him. Raising his voice:) That’s why we need to end this war!”
(Allan slowly gets to his feet as Will tries to control his anger. Walking over to the girl, Allan crouches down next to her. The girl watches him, wary of his intentions and turns her back to him.)
Allan: (Sighs:) “What’s your name?”
Girl: (After a moment’s hesitation:) “Lexa.”
Allan: “Lexa. (Nods.) I’m Allan… (Turns to look over at Will:) and this is Will. (Will and Lexa exchange looks:) Your Commander spoke of the explosion that killed your soldiers.”
Lexa: “Yes, our people were murdered.”
Will: “We were only defending ourselves, we had no other choice.”
Lexa: “It doesn’t matter. One of you must pick up the knife. That is our way.”
Allan: (Getting to his feet, flustered:) “And if we refuse?!”
Lexa: (Turning her head slowly to face them. Calmly:) “Then the Commander will use it to slit both of your throats.”

One Last Hurrah (pt.3)

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Locksley Manor. Exterior. Night.
(Marian, as the
Nightwatchman, sneaks past a guard’s back at the tunnel. Hearing
something, he turns around and she immediately punches him out. She does
three cartwheels past the front door, kicking and knocking out a guard
in the doorway during the second. She rushes back to him and sets him
down gently inside the door to avoid the noise of him falling.)
Main room.
(Marian
sneaks through and peers into the back room where Gisborne is sitting
and his men are sleeping over tables. The door opens suddenly and
Isabella steps out into the main room. She jumps slightly upon seeing
Marian, but doesn’t make a sound. Isabella turns back towards the back
room and pushes the door closed behind her, torn by the position Marian
has put her in. Marian sneaks upstairs and opens the master’s chamber
door.)

Master’s chamber.
(Marian throws open the curtains of the
alcove, opens the chest, sets her shoulder bag in front of it and starts
filling the bag with coins.)
Main room.
(The guard in the doorway starts to stir and sits up.)  

Knighton Hall. Exterior. Night.
(Robin has come to tell Marian about the physician. He steps from the loft to the window and peers inside.)
Robin: (Whispers:) “Marian! Marian! (Sighs, puzzled. Lowering himself to sit on the edge of the loft:) The torches are on, but there’s no-one home.”
(Robin uses the bar to let himself down to the ground.)
Allan: “Oh, that’s like Much.”
(Allan and Little John laugh as the gang gather by the front door. Little John peeks inside a far window.)
Much: “Yeah, very funny.”
Robin: “Where is she?”
Will: “Maybe she’s run away to avoid marrying Gisborne.”
Robin: “Not Marian. She’s not the running kind.”
Much: “Well, let’s come back tomorrow.” (Hands Robin his bow.)
Allan: “It can wait.”
Robin: (Sighs, thinking, then has an idea.) “I know where she is. (Dashes between Much and Djaq.) Quick! She’s stealing Gisborne’s money!”
Allan: “Oh, good work!”
(The gang run off for Locksley.)    

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Locksley Manor. Master’s chamber. Night.
(Marian continues to load coins into her bag.)
Main room.
(The now-conscious guard staggers towards the back room.)
Gisborne’s Man: “Sir Guy! The Nightwatchman!”
Master’s chamber.
(Marian looks up.)
Back room.
(Gisborne looks up, then stands and heads for the stairs.)
Master’s chamber.
(Marian
runs for the door and pulls the bar down, trapping herself in as well.
Gisborne rams the door with his shoulder, then peers through a crack in
the door as Marian presses her face to it.)
Gisborne: “Open up. There’s no escape. (Marian turns her back against the door, panicked. to his men:) Get me an axe. You two, outside. Cover the windows in case he jumps.”
(Marian
runs to grab her bag from the alcove as the guard tosses an axe up to
Gisborne, who deftly catches it. Marian goes to the window with the
intent of jumping and sees the two guards standing below, each with a
torch. Gisborne swings the axe at the door. Marian gasps and turns
around. Isabella climbs the stairs trying to buy time for Marian.)
Isabella: “Guy stop this – wait for reinforcements!”
Gisborne: “Get back downstairs and stay out of the way! (Isabella
hesitantly does as she’s told, helpless to come to Marian’s aid as
Gisborne swings the axe three more times and a narrow piece of wood
splinters off and clatters to the floor. He reaches a hand through, but
can’t yet reach the bar. He peers inside as Marian stands, trapped. He
swings the axe again, then peers in again. Fiercely:)
Time to play, Nightwatchman.”
(Gisborne
swings the axe into the door once more and an arrow pierces the wood
right above it. Gisborne turns and looks downstairs.)  

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Main room.
(The two guards in the main room are paying no
attention to the front door and instead are watching Gisborne upstairs.
Djaq runs in with a short sword, grabs one of them from behind and holds
her sword to his throat. Robin and Little John rush in behind her.
Robin pulls another arrow from his quiver as Much follows him in and
points a new recurve bow at the guards entering from the back room.)
Much: “Ah-ah-ah!”
Robin: (Nocking the arrow:) “Mind if join in?”
(Little
John holds his staff to the second guard. Djaq pushes her man against
the stairs. Robin draws and aims his bow at Gisborne. Allan comes in
last and points his new bow at the back room guards with Much. Out of
sight in the doorway, Will holds his broadaxe at a guard’s neck.)
Master’s chamber.
(Marian listens to the goings-on downstairs.)
Main room.
Gisborne:
“Locksley!
(Robin smiles, keeping the bow pointed at Gisborne. Steps towards the
stairs.) Have you heard the news? I’m to marry Marian. (Robin’s
anger flares. Marian opens the door and steps out with her bag, then
looks at Robin. Robin eyes her. Djaq looks up. Little John glances at
Robin. Marian slowly steps forwards. Chuckles.)
I will think about you when I take her to the marriage bed.”
(Gisborne
looks at the Nightwatchman coming towards him, then Marian suddenly
drives a kick into his stomach, knocking him down the stairs. She
quickly follows him down and Robin lowers his bow, watching. When she is
at the bottom, Gisborne reaches up and punches her in the stomach.
Marian groans and staggers sideways. Allan glances at her.

Isabella comes out of a side room, letter opener in hand, to check on
Marian but sees Gisborne looking up at her. Robin lets loose his temper,
rushes over and violently kicks Gisborne in the face as Marian leans on
a post and her bag falls to the floor. He grabs Marian and quickly
helps her to the door.)

Robin: “Get the money!”
(Much and Allan hold off the guards as Djaq and Little John run outside.)
Isabella: (Pointing her weapon at the retreating outlaws:) “Get out of here you thieves!”
(Gisborne rolls over, trying to reach for the fallen bag, but Will grabs it first.)
Will: (Picking up the bag:) “I’ve got it!”
(Much backs towards the door.)
Allan: (to Will): “Go! Go! (Will
runs for the door as Allan points his drawn bow at Gisborne and the
guards in turn, retreating backwards towards the door.)
Good night, gents! (to Isabella, bowing:) Milady.”
(Allan smirks and runs out after the gang.)
Exterior.
(The gang run out of the entrance tunnel.)
Robin: “Split up! Twos and threes! You know where to meet!”
(They
scatter: Robin with Marian through the village, Will with Allan around
the manor to their left, Little John with Much and Djaq around the house
to their right.)

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Sherwood Forest. A Dirt Road.
(Will and Allan burst through the trees running hard. As they reach the path they slow to a jog and then walking pace as they catch their breath.)
Allan: “That was mad. Did you see Isabella?”
Will: “Yeah. You definitely know how to pick ‘em.”
Allan: (Waving it off:) “Oh that was all for show. She couldn’t very well stand there and do nothing could she? Nah, she’s a good girl.”
Will: “If you say so, Allan.”
(Their conversation is cut short as a man appears in the road up ahead. As they approach, adrenaline from their last adventure still coursing through them, the outlaws are less cautious than they should be.)
Allan: “Alright mate? Nice night for a stroll?”
(The man says nothing as Allan and Will stop in front of him.)
Will: “Can we help with something?”
(The stranger nods and indicates for them to follow him. Looking to each other, Allan and Will shrug then follow the man. After a few steps however, the dark stranger lashes out with a spinning kick to Will and a viscous punch to Allan, sending both men down to the ground. Allan looks to see that Will is unconscious as the man stands over him. With a sinister smirk, the man brings his boot down hard to Allan’s face, knocking him out.)

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Main room.
(Isabella kneels down to check on her brother.
Gisborne turns his hand over to reveal a small curved dagger which was
concealed in his hand. Blood drips down the blade and through his
fingers. He holds it up in front of his face.)
Gisborne: (Sneering:) “Gotcha!”
Sherwood Forest.
(Robin
is running; Marian drops to walk as thunder rumbles.Robin stops at the
top of a hill, looking around while waiting for her to catch him up.)  
Robin: “What do you think you’re doing? This Nightwatchman business will be the death of you.”
Marian: (Dejectedly:) “But these are my last days as the Nightwatchman. I will not be able to do it when I am at Locksley.”
Robin: “You do not have to go back to Locksley. I told you. You do not have to marry him.”
Marian: “I have no choice.”
Robin: “No!
I was coming to tell you. I have the proof I need. The physician. The
physician will talk. I found him and he agreed to give evidence. He did
not treat Gisborne. Gisborne was not there. He was in the Holy Land.”
Marian: (Spirits brightening:) “And he will say this in public?”
(Robin nods, smiling. Marian chuckles in relief.)
Marian: “Really? (Robin nods at her, smiling.) Thank you. (Half smiling, half ready to cry. Puts her hand on his on her shoulder.) I do not know how to thank you.” (Robin caresses her cheek.)
Robin: (Lovingly:) “We’ll think of something. (Winks at her. Excitedly:) Come on!” (Robin
runs up the hill. Marian’s smiles falters as she lets out a soft moan
of pain, but she ignores it and turns to follow. She takes a step, then
suddenly gasps sharply and collapses to her knees as Robin stops at the
top of the rise and looks around.)

Marian: (Weakly:) “Robin?”
(Marian chokes, looks up helplessly and grimaces in pain.)
Robin: “Marian?”
(Robin’s voice echoes as he quickly runs to her and she blacks out.)

A Trip To The Doctor (pt.2)

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Knighton Hall. Exterior. The next morning. Dawn.
(Marian
is slowly practising sword manoeuvres against a large post. Robin
arrives behind her, holding a long, thin stick behind his neck with both
hands.)
Robin: “I would prefer if you did not visit my house… (Marian stops and lets the sword swing from her hand.) … until it is mine again.”
Marian: (Not looking at Robin:) “Guy wanted to show me my future fortune as Lady Gisborne.”
Robin: (Walks past Marian without looking at her. Ridiculing scornfully:) “And what? He showed you some trinkets? Made you agree to go along with the wedding?”
Marian: (Absently hitting the post with the sword, ambivalently:) “You know I have no choice. I promised to marry him when the King returned.”
Robin: “Under duress.”
Marian: (Stops. Flatly:) “Yes, under duress. (Glances at Robin.) Proving my loyalty to save my life and my father’s.”
Robin: (Leaning on his upright stick:) “A promise made under duress is no promise at all.”
Marian: (Turns and gives him her full attention.) “And what, you think I should just back out and Guy will smile and release me? (Robin steps away, flustered, then turns to listen again.) If he knew I betrayed him, if he knew I was the Nightwatchman, he would lash out, and not just at me. At my father.”
(Robin
turns his head with a grimace of exasperation and walks off past her.
Marian watches him go, then shrugs and lifts her sword at the post.
Robin turns around.)

Robin: “Why do you always do this?”
Marian: (Without looking:) “What?”
Robin: “Use your father as an excuse for doing nothing.”
Marian: (Swinging the sword at the post:) “Because my father needs me!”
Robin: “And you need him! Because without him, you would have to make a choice.”
Marian: (Facing him, without conviction:) “Oh, very well then. I am making a choice. I’m choosing to marry Gisborne. (Robin rolls his eyes.) Is that what you want me to say?”

Robin: “I will deal with this.”
Marian: “How?”
Robin: “I will expose him as the liar and the traitor that he is. Then you will not have to marry him.”
Marian: (Slaps her hand on the post. Frustratedly:) “Robin, please, do not make this more difficult than it already is!”
Robin: “But you do not love him!”
Marian: (Too loudly, protesting:) “He has qualities!”
Robin: “What qualities?!”
Marian: “I believe his feelings for me are genuine. He has wealth and security—”

Robin:
(Interrupting:) “What do you mean, wealth?! You’re supposed to be the Nightwatchman. (Edward appears in the doorway of the house.) You should steal from Gisborne and give to the poor, not acquire wealth yourself!”
Marian: “Do not tell me what I should be doing, please.”
(Slaps the post to make her point.)
Edward: (Stepping towards them:) “Robin!”
Robin: (to Marian:) “Look at me. Look at me. (Marian looks him in the eye and he waits a moment before speaking.) I will deal with this!”
Edward: “Robin. (Marian takes her hand off the post and walks into the house.) Can’t you see that you’re upsetting Marian?”
(Robin
turns his head away. Edward jerks his head a bit, indicating for him to
leave. Robin leans against the post for moment, then abruptly turns and
leaves.)  

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Main room.
(Marian paces in front of the fireplace,
frustrated at herself. She knows Robin is right, but she sees no way out
of marrying Gisborne, either. Edward enters as Clarke descends the stairs.)
Edward: “We must leave for Merton. Will you be all right?”
Marian: (Nods slightly.) “You have some scheme?”
Edward: “The
Sheriff has a scheme. I think he intends to kill the King in Nottingham. He cannot risk losing the shire. I must act. Merton is loyal
to me and to the King. And with the Princess beside me, he will help.”
Marian: “And my marriage… (Slowly:) I must go through with it. A man must… protect his king. A man must fight for his king.”
Edward: (Steps to her.) “If I could protect you and the King, I would.”
Marian: “I know. (Smiles.) Anyway, I have a plan of my own.” 

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Clarke: (Smiling:) “What? The Nightwatchman?”
Marian: (Nods:) “One final fling, something to make me feel more comfortable in my marriage.”
Edward: (Puts his hands on Marian’s shoulders.) “You are my world, you know that. I can stay and be here to support you if you wish.”
Marian: (Marian smiles.) “I
am marrying a man I do not love. No father should have to witness that.
There are worse things in heaven and earth. And I am glad… and proud…
that you are my father. My wonderful, honourable father.”
(Edward nudges her cheek and leaves.)  

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Nottingham Town. Battley Street.
(Little John and Djaq are dressed in their cloaks at the rear of Pitts’s house.)
Little John: “Battley Street. Yeah, the physician’s.”
(Little
John peers inside a window, then pulls the shutter closed. Much comes
round the corner, checks the street, then turns to Robin.)
Much: “Master, all clear.”
(Robin
steps around the corner. He opens the shutters Little John just closed.
Djaq glances at the street, then steps between them to the window.)

Djaq: “The physician’s on his way.”
Robin: (Turns to Djaq in the window.) “Let’s see what Pitts has to say about Gisborne’s illness.”
Little John: “Aye.”
(Beside
the house, Will sits on a table. Much stands beside him. Allan leans
against the house on Will’s other side. Robin slowly walks down the
exterior wall, looking around.)

Much: (Containing his excitement:) “I was thinking, we spend our lives skulking, hiding in shadows. I’ve grown used to it. Be strange when it’s over.”
Will: “Hard to imagine.”
Much: “Well, soon it will be real. If Gisborne is exposed, Robin will be restored, then I will have my lodge, my Bonchurch.“ (Allan steps to Robin as he looks inside an open window. Djaq calls from the front door.)
Djaq: "Robin!”
(Robin goes to the door and Allan puts his back to the window.)
Will: “Allan, what will you do?”
Allan: “Me? Well, live in my lodge. Yeah, you know, servants and that. What about you?”
Will: “Carpentry, I s’pose. Wood.”
Much: (Walking between Allan and Will towards the door:) “There’s Pitts.”
(Pitts
comes down the street, carrying two large baskets of food. Will walks
past Allan to the front window of the house as Allan raps a signal on
the windowsill. Pitts shoulders the door open and enters.)

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Pitts’s house. Interior.
(Pitts sets down his baskets on a
table. Allan looks in, watching. Pitts pours himself water from a
pitcher and is about to drink when he sees Robin standing across from
him under the stairs. He looks slightly right and sees Djaq waving at
him as she lies on the stairs.)
Pitts: (Lowering his cup:) “I have nothing of value.”
Robin: “What was the trick?”
Pitts: “What trick?”
Robin: “You are the physician who treated Guy of Gisborne in Locksley a year ago?”
Pitts: “You’re Robin. There was no trick.”
Robin: (Quietly:) “I see. So tell me… what illness did he have?”
Pitts: “Well, difficult to say. Fever, contagion, the humours out of balance—”
Robin: (Sternly:) “Do not lie. My humours are out of balance.”
Pitts: “He was very ill. He is lucky to be alive.”
Robin: (Shaking his head:) “I do not have time for this. You tell me the truth.”
Pitts: “You’re a peace-lover. I have heard. You will not harm me.”
(Pitts
turns around right into Little John and immediately turns back to face
Robin. Robin throws his knife into a post right above Pitts’s head.
Pitts is genuinely frightened.)

Robin: “You think you do
Gisborne an innocent favour? You do not. This is a matter of treason.
Admit your part now, and when King Richard returns I will speak for
you.”
Pitts: “I established a quarantine. The servants
prepared their master’s meals I took the meals in to him. I sat there
for an hour at a time, ate the meals myself… brought out empty dishes.” (Robin faces him.)
Robin: “You’re a fool.”
Pitts: “I meant no harm. Sir Guy had business in London.”
Robin: “He had business in the Holy Land. He tried to kill the King.”
Pitts: (Whispers:) “I had no idea. Forgive me. What can I do?”
Much: “Master? Soldiers.”
Robin: “I will require you to speak in evidence… (takes his knife out of the post…) before the King.”
Pitts: “I… really? (Stammering:) Do-do you think I-I—(Robin holds the knife in front of his face.) Yes.”
Robin: (Pats Pitts’s face.) “Good decision.”
(Robin leaves. Djaq puts her hood up and follows him and Little John. Pitts stays put, his back to the post, smiling slightly.)

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Marian’s bedchamber.
(Marian takes off Gisborne’s ring and
puts it under a candle on a stand. She stares into the antechamber where
her costume is waiting.)
Isabella: “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Marian: “I have to do it.”
Isabella: “If this is because of Robin then-”
Marian: (Quickly:) “I’m not doing this for him, I’m doing it for me. One last act of rebellion. Like you say, it’s good for the soul.”
(Isabella nods and watches as Marian steps inside and stares at the hood and mask of the Nightwatchman.)

He Is Returning.

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Nottingham Castle.
(Bishop Waleran enters the room where the Hamleighs are sitting by the fireplace.)
Waleran: “I’m told the reconciliation with Aliena did not go as planned?”
Regan: “If
you had stuck around long enough you would have seen for yourself, but
as ever you slunk away like a snake into the shadows.”
(Waleran is nonplussed by the insult and turns to cross the room, placing his hands on the table.)
William: “Which unfortunately means we have a problem.”
Waleran: (Offhandedly:) “Nothing serious I hope?”
William: (Hesitates:) “A matter of life and death.”
Regan: (Staring into the flames:) “Eternal life. (This gains the Bishops full attention. Regan looks to Waleran and continues:)
You see the only way now of claiming Shiring as our own involves
bloodshed. Innocent lives shall be lost. My son shall burn in hell for
your sins.”
Waleran: (Nods and slowly turns his gaze to William.) “That’s why you’ve been a reluctant enforcer William, hm?”
William: (Looks to his Mother then back to Waleran:) “Mother’s always been afraid of fire, but the fires of Hell are eternal.”
(Waleran
nods and looks to Regan, then down at his bible on the table. Placing
his stole around his shoulders and picking up the bible, he crosses the
room over to William.)
Waleran: (To William:) “On your knees. (William kneels before him.) Are you sorry for all the lives taken by your sword in the past and in the future?”
William: (Nodding, speaking softly:) “Oh yes.”
Waleran: (Motioning in front of him:) “Ego te absolvo. Do what you must.”
Regan: (Turns to Waleran, relieved:) “Oh thank you.”
(She
offers her hand to Waleran for him to kiss, which he does and then
turns his own hand towards her. After a moment she bows slightly and
kisses his ring.)

Waleran: “Go now and wait for me with our party in the courtyard. I must speak with the Lord Sheriff privately.”
(Both Hamleighs bow their heads in deference to the Bishop, who leaves the room and heads for the Sheriff’s chamber.)
Sheriff’s Chamber.
(Waleran stands before the Sheriff who sits in his chair still reeling from his earlier humiliation.)
Sheriff: “And what do I owe this most most (Sarcastically:) pleasant surprise visit? I fear I am too far gone for absolution.”
Waleran: “If you are truly willing to repent for all your sins—”
Sheriff: (Sardonically:) “Oh I am, I most certainly am.”
Waleran: “—then you must make your peace with God, my son, and pray for his forgiveness.”
Sheriff: “Ah, well, you see, it’s not God I’m worried about. It’s Prince John.”
Waleran: “Then you really are in trouble. Knowing the Prince as I do, my advice is this: please him.”
Sheriff: “Please him”? What do you think I’ve been doing all this time? Weaving tapestries?!“
Waleran: “From
what I’ve seen and heard, you have been content busying yourself with
petty outlaws and taxing the poor rather than accomplishing anything
worthwhile.”
Sheriff: “Listen here Bishop you may have half of England fooled but I know what you are.”
Waleran: “A loyal servant to Prince John and the Lord our God?”
Sheriff: “In that order, but both come a distant second to your own interests. Why should what I do here concern you?”
Waleran: “Because both of our own personal interests are channeled and nurtured through the same man.”
Sheriff: “Prince John.”
Waleran: “Prince
John will be our next King and once it is made official his Highness
desires to make Nottingham the new seat of power. It is therefore your
job to ensure that the Prince’s move to Nottingham is a smooth one.”
Sheriff: “Robin Hood and his outlaws-”
Waleran: “Are a troubling nuisance yes, but perhaps you need to step back and take in the bigger picture.”
Sheriff: “The bigger picture?”
Waleran: “Flushing out
those who are disloyal to the Prince. Not the people who outwardly
attack you like Hood but rather the plotters and schemers amongst the
Nobility. Once you have done that, then you can begin phase two.”
Sheriff: “Phase two?”
Waleran: “The
beginning of a new order. You will be in charge of this secret group of
nobles loyal to Prince John, to ensure his assent to the throne comes
sooner rather than later.”
Sheriff: “Well now you have my attention. Does this group have a name?”
Waleran: “Why yes. You will be known as the Black Knights.”
Sheriff: (Leaning forward in his chair:) “Oh I do like that. (Thinking:) So tell me, dear Bishop, where should I begin?”
Waleran: “I’d have thought that was obvious…..with the Return of the King.”

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Nottingham Castle. Sheriff’s quarters. Sometime Later.
(The Sheriff fishes a bird out of a cage. Gisborne enters.)
Sheriff: “Ah, Gisborne. (Walks over to Gisborne.) Hold a bird. Come on. Here, come on. Give him some love, hm? (Gisborne reluctantly closes his gloved hands around the bird.) Poor thing. It is poetry though, isn’t it? Caged bird, a creature that would fly free, absolutely under my control. (Gisborne glowers at the Sheriff from under his brows. Chuckles.) It’s good. I like it. Now, er, talking of caged prettiness… when are you marrying Marian?”
Gisborne: (Sullenly:) “In due course.”
Sheriff: “Oh, come along, don’t be coy. That’s not the arrangement, is it?”
Gisborne: “No. We will marry when the King returns.”
Sheriff: “Ah. When the King comes. I might have news for you there.”
(Goes around the back of the birdcage.)
Gisborne: (Perking up:) “What news?”
Sheriff: (Peering into the cage:) “Do you know? Sometimes I don’t feed them for, ooh, three days. Cruel perhaps, but I find it makes them sing better.”
Gisborne: (Impatiently:) “What news?”
(The Sheriff looks at Gisborne, then the bird flies away.)
Sheriff: “Oh, Gisborne.”


Sherwood Forest. Near a large cave.
(Djaq, with a lit torch,
leads Much, Robin and Little John, the latter loaded down like a mule
with tent poles, canvas and whatever else, through the forest towards
the cave. They stop near the entrance.)
Much: “I hate the cave.”
Djaq: “It’s gonna rain again and it’s dry in there.”
Much: “It’s dark… and it’s, you know, horrible.”
Robin: “We voted, Much.”
Djaq: “And you lost, four one.”
Much: “Yeah, well… I should have two votes, because I really don’t like the cave. (Lights a torch from Djaq.) In fact, I should have three, because I really, really don’t like the cave.”


Cave. Interior.
(Robin and Djaq enter, then Much and Little John. As Much enters bats flutter and shriek. Much curses and spins round,startled.)
Much: “Bats! I hate bats. Bats are rats. Rats with wings.”
Djaq: “No, they are intelligent. Bats make noises you cannot hear.”
(Much sets his torch into the floor and removes his cloak.)

Much:
“What if there was a noise nobody could hear? And then if you
were the only person in the world who could hear it… because I am that
person. (Much sets down his shield as Little John brings in the basket.) To see sense where others see nonsense. Just like the bat. (Robin puts his torch into the ground by the front wall and sits down near it.) I take it back. I like the bat. (Sits.) The bat is my friend. The bat understands me.”
(Will runs breathlessly into the cave.)
Little John: “What took you so long?”
(Will says nothing, but brings out a loaf of bread wrapped in a cloth.)
Much: “Ho! (Will tosses it to Much, who catches the bundle.) Well done!”
(Robin
sits along the wall, watching Will, knowing by his face that something
is wrong. Will is bent over, catching his breath and looking at Robin.)
Robin: “Will? What’s the matter?”
(Much
and Djaq turn their attention to Will, who has a look of apprehension.
Little John looks at him, encouraging him to speak.)
Will: “The King is coming.”

Much:
(With his mouth full:) “Richard? To England?”
Little John: (Sarcastically, walking between Will and Much:) “Yeah, that’ll be right.”
Will: “It’s not a rumour, John. (Little John stops and looks back at him.) I spoke to Gladstone. He heard Gisborne talking.”
(Robin stares at Will, listening intently.)
Much: “To England?”
Will: (With reservation:) “To Nottingham. They’re saying he’s landed at Hull. He’s gonna come through here on his way to London.”
(Little John smiles at Robin, who falls back against the rock wall with his eyes full of alarm and dread.)
Much: “The King? To Nottingham? (Will nods, eyes wide.) Oh, this is good!”
(Robin walks silently over to Will.)
Robin: (Softly:) “Tell me. (Will stares at him sadly, saying nothing. Robin circles behind him.) Come on, tell me.”


Will:
“Gisborne is saying… Now the King’s coming back, Gisborne is saying…”
Robin: (Softly, without emotion:) “Gisborne is saying he will marry Marian.”
(Will nods sadly.)
Much: (Realising:) “Ah.“
Robin: “She will never go through with it.” (Turns around and squats by a torch.)
Will: “Gisborne says the wedding’s on Saturday.”
(Robin glances back at Will with a fearful look.)

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Knighton Hall. Exterior.
(Marian is weaving a basket and Edward is tending the garden when Gisborne strides up.)
Gisborne: "Marian. Sir Edward. (Marian steps back from her work and faces him.) I bring good news. There’s something I… (Gets an idea.) No.”
(He picks Marian up and slings her over his shoulders.)
Marian: “Oil What are you doing?”
Edward: “What do you think y—”
(Marian
kicks out to the side and cartwheels off his back to her feet. Gisborne
is taken by surprise at the move. Marian glares at Gisborne and flips
her hood back over her shoulder.)
Gisborne: “I apologise. I just wanted to sweep you off your feet. (Marian gives a faint chuckle. Stepping towards her:) Will you come with me to Locksley?”
Marian: “Why?”
Gisborne: “There’s something you should see.”
(Marian glances over Gisborne’s shoulder at her father, but says nothing.)

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Locksley.
(It’s washing day. Three large tubs have been set
up near the pond and the posts between it and the manor are strung with
lines of drying sheets.)
Locksley Manor. Isabella’s Chamber.
(Isabella is taking full advantage of her fresh sheets and the empty house with her lover Allan.)
Allan: (Breathless:) “Can’t I take this cloak off yet?”
Isabella: “No!…You..are..the..highwayman…and I..am the… (Gasps)… naughty… Squire’s wife!”
Allan: (Smirking:) “Whatever you say Milady!”

Locksley Manor. Main room.
(Gisborne quickly steps inside and Marian follows, startling Gladstone on his way outside.)
Gladstone: “Lady Marian.”
Marian: “Gladstone.”
Gladstone: (Leaning against the banister, raising his voice:) “So glad to see you’re home safely my Lord!” (He glances at each of them, then continues out.)
Gisborne: (Glares at Gladstone, to Marian:) “Come with me. There’s something I want to show you.”

(Gisborne goes upstairs. Marian hesitates at the foot, then follows.)  
Isabella’s Chamber.
Isabella:
(First hearing Gladstone and then footsteps coming up the stairs:) “Oh Shit!”

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Master’s chamber.
(Gisborne pulls aside the curtains in front of the alcove, revealing several chests.)
Gisborne: “I show you this. (Marian
hesitantly steps into the room, looking cautiously curious as Gisborne
opens the first small chest. He grabs a handful of coins and lets them
fall back in.)
My wealth.”

Marian:
“Why? Er… I’m not sure what this means.”
(Marian sees something out of the corner of her eye. It is Isabella, holding a sheet over her body wide eyed and panicked.)
Gisborne: “This means everything. (Stepping slowly to her:) This means that I am a man of substance… wealth. I can provide for you. (Marian is still looking at Isabella who mouths the word “Stall!” to her and closes her chamber door.) I’m a man of power… the Sheriff and I, increasingly with Ki—Prince John. This means that I am a man of lineage.”
(Gisborne holds out his hand to Marian, who glances distrustfully at it, then takes it and Gisborne leads her further inside.)
Isabella’s Chamber.
Isabella:
“Quick! Guy’s outside you have to go!”
Allan: “Oh bloody hell – I’m dead!”
Isabella: “Shh! You can go out the window!”
Allan: “You what?!”

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Master’s Chamber.
Gisborne:
“The Gisborne heritage is a proud one. (Marian crosses to the alcove and looks around inside.) I will be glad to continue that line… (following her…) with you… as my wife.”
Marian: “Something has changed. (She looks at Gisborne, who has a hint of a smile on his face.) The King is returning.”
(Gisborne’s smile widens briefly.)

Exterior.
(Robin, in just his shirt, and Much hide among the
hanging sheets, watching the house. Marian exits the manor on her horse,
stops and glances back at Gisborne, who puts his hand on the back of
her horse, looking at her, Marian looks up to see Allan clinging to the
narrow ledge outside Isabella’s window. She smiles brightly down at
Gisborne and he turns and goes back inside. As soon as he rounds the
corner Allan falls from the ledge and lands in a heap on the ground.
Isabella opens her window and looks down.)

Marian: (To Allan:) “Are you still breathing?”
Allan: (Groans:) “Yeah.”
Marian: (Looking up at Isabella:) “He’s fine.”  

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(Marian is about to start her horse when she sees Robin. She frowns
and Robin shakes his head slightly, marking his disapproval. Marian
stares at him as she rides by. Gladstone stops to watch her leave. Robin
steps through the sheets, keeping an eye on her as she goes.)

Gladstone: “Mary! Thomas! Come on! Get with it. Work to be done. (Robin
peeks through the sheets at Gladstone, who sees him and immediately
goes over to him. Robin walks back through the rows of sheets, looking
around.)
Robin, I don’t know what to say. I am sorry.”
Robin: “Tell me what you know.”
(Faces Gladstone and puts his hands on his hips.)
Gladstone: ”Ah, the King comes on Saturday. The wedding takes place on Saturday here at Locksley. Er… (points at the church…) they’re going to decorate the church.”
(Robin puts his hand on Gladstone’s shoulder and they walk a few steps towards Much.)
Robin: “I need you to cast your mind back… to my absence. Gisborne was unwell, or so he said. (Stops.) The truth is he went to the Holy Land to try to kill the King.”
Gladstone: (Taken aback, thinks a moment.) “Robin, I’d love to say that you were right, but…(Robin starts pacing)…. he was here. He was unwell.”
Robin: (Turns back to Gladstone.) “But no-one was allowed to see him!”
Much: “Shhh!”
(Robin throws a piercing stare at Much for his insolence.)
Gladstone: “A fever, contagion.”
Robin: “Conta—” (Turns around in frustration.)
Gladstone: “But the physician came every day. I cooked the master’s meal every day. The physician took it in to him.”
Robin: (Shakes his head.) “No.”
Much: “Who was this physician?”
Gladstone: (Turns to Much:) “Erm… Pitts is his name.”
Robin: “And where does this Pitts live?” (Robin slowly walks away.)
Gladstone: “In Nottingham now, in Battley Street. But… Robin…”
Robin: (Without turning around:) “This wedding cannot happen.”
(Much
waits for Allan then they both hurry to follow Robin as he picks up his
bow and jacket and leaves quickly towards the trees.)

Reversal of Fortune (pt.6)

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Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall. The next morning.
(The
Sheriff sits on a chair on a dais under the balcony, facing a line of
peasants in front of the fireplace. In front of them stands a covered
table. The nobles Waleran, Regan and William Hamleigh sit in rows on the
other side of the hall, facing the peasants. To the Sheriff’s right is
an empty chair and Marian sits on his left. Isabella and Aliena enter
the Great Hall and make their way towards the dias, the Sheriff gets up
and moves to greet them. Marian notices Aliena who is wearing a
familiar, yet resplendent dress.)

Sheriff: “Isabella my dear, how wonderful of you to come, and your friend here clearly needs no introduction.”
Isabella: “Lord Vaisey, Sheriff of Nottingham, may I introduce to you Lady Aliena of Shiring.”
(Aliena
looks around the room, taking in the scene before her. The Hamleighs
and Waleran all stand and look stunned at her brazenness. Aliena sees
them but turns her attention momentarily to the Sheriff, smiles
and curtseys.)
Sheriff: “Yes, your reputation proceeds you milady.”
Aliena: (Non-plussed:) “Oh my, I do hope I am not infamous. (As the Sheriff begins to reply:) Never mind I don’t wish to stay long, if you’ll excuse me.”
(Wasting
no time at all, Aliena makes a direct path towards the Hamleighs,
Bishop Waleran discreetly stepping back and away from them.)

Aliena: “That’s not happiness to see me is it William? (William silently fumes.)
No matter, I merely came to deliver you this message. I am returning to
Shiring, to reacquire my lands and to rid my people of the Hamleigh
scurge.“
Regan: (Outraged:) “Why you little-”
Aliena: “Be quiet you crone. (William reaches for his sword.) Yes
go on, do it, strike me down in front of all the nobles gathered here
today, show them what sort of a man William Hamleigh is. (She moves even closer to him, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she confronts her tormentor.) God will see the right of this, you’ll burn in the fires of hell for all eternity. (The
light goes out of William’s eyes, his anger dissipates to be replaced
by fear, fear of what in his heart he believes to be true.)
There you’ll pay for what you’ve done to me and my family.” (Aliena
stands firm, unflinching eye to eye with William. It is William who
blinks first and moves past her on his way out of the Great Hall.)

Isabella: (Grabbing Regan by the arm:) “Your servant Walter was assaulted by some outlaws and is currently tied to a post in the town square.” (Regan jerks her arm away and follows her son quickly out of the hall.)
Sheriff: “My friends! Don’t go, you’ll miss all the festivities! (Turning towards the pair.) Well you ladies certainly know how to make an entrance. Very well, take your seats.”
(Aliena nods to Isabella and follows the Hamleighs from a discreet distance out of the hall toward the dungeons. At the far end of the room is a covered contraption and in front of it, a bed of hot coals. The Sheriff addresses the room.)
 

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Sheriff: “Good morning, everybody, and welcome to my Festival of Pain. I want to talk to you about community taxes. Taxes are a fact. (Will, his hands shackled behind him, fishes the pick out from his sleeve and finds the keyhole with his finger.) The
cost of living in a free country. Now, if you do not pay your taxes
then you sacrifice that freedom and must be punished accordingly.(Marian
watches, scowling slightly. The Sheriff pulls Little Little John up by
his hair as his father winces, unable to do anything.)
Is this going to help our beloved King in Acre, hm? (The Sheriff puts him down and grabs the back of Little John’s hair, chuckling evilly.) A clue. Noooo. Those who understand this… … they will survive. For those who defy me, well… (Walks forward, pulling a rope which lifts the cover off the contraption, revealing Lincoln who is already strapped to it. Points back at it with his finger.)…the chair of delight.”
(As
the Sheriff continues to talk Marian is dismayed by
the Sheriff’s cruel antics.)
These prisoners do not pay their way. (Points at Luke, Alice and her son.) They help those that seek to undermine my authority. (Putting his head in an iron spiked ring suspended from the ceiling:) Therefore, they must all be punished. (Makes a strained face as he squeezes the ring in, then lets it go and giggles.) Now… (The Sheriff clicks his fingers and a guard hurries over.)… do you think that they’re the only ones to suffer? Do you? (He and the guard remove the cover from the table to reveal it loaded with torture instruments. The nobles and prisoners gasp again.) No, no, no. No, because they do not pay their dues, we, (The Sheriff and the guard fold the cloth lengthwise.) the good citizens, well, we have to pay more, hm? (The guard walks forwards to fold the cloth again and takes it from the Sheriff.) And how on earth are we supposed to support our King’s glorious crusade? (to guard taking the cover:) Thank you. (Going back to his chair:) If they were to pay their taxes, then we in the community would pay less. So you see, what I’m actually trying to do… is lower taxes, hm? (The Sheriff sits. Will glances at the Sheriff out of the corner of his eye and passes the pick to the man beside him.) Ha! Hm. Well, I’m feeling strangely moral.” (Chuckles.)
Marian: “I’m feeling quite unwell. (Starts to stand.) I think I might—”
Sheriff: (Interrupting and handing her the orange, but not looking at her:) “Yes, probably the peasants, the stench. Here. Sniff this if it gets too much. (Marian reluctantly sits and sniffs at the orange.) So, let’s bring the prisoners out and start with a little burning, hm?”
(Marian looks up and catches Alice’s gaze as two guards take Luke.)

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Nottingham Castle. Courtyard.
(Gisborne approaches the coach. Allan is standing by its door.)
Gisborne: “Get it loaded up?”
Allan: “Aye. It’s all there, sir.”
(Gisborne reaches into an open sack and lets a handful of coins fall back in, then closes the doors. Allan turns and exchanges glances with Robin standing across the courtyard. Gisborne padlocks the coach’s door shut and taps the coach.)
Gisborne: “Ready to roll!”
Nottingham Town. Outside the castle gate.
(Two outriders lead the coach out the gate and through the town, followed by two footsoldiers and Gisborne on his horse.)
Main gate.
(Much peeks over Djaq’s hunched back behind one side of the open gate.)
Driver: “Get along there!”
(As
soon as the coach and Gisborne pass through, Much speaks a quiet word
to Djaq. She runs to the other door, then they shut the gate and bar
it.)
Gisborne: “Why are they closing the gates? Stop! (As
Much and Djaq run away, Gisborne dismounts, opens the coach door and
checks inside. One untied bag is full of coins. to a soldier:)
Give me your knife. (Gisborne cuts open another sack and grain spills out. He stabs another sack in frustration. Stabbing a sack on each syllable:) Ro-bin Hood! We’ve been tricked! Open the gates!“
(Gisborne rams the gates with his shoulder, but of course they don’t budge.)

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Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
Sheriff:
“Now, you people seem to think that Robin Hood and his men, they’re worthy of your support and your encouragement. Well, we’ll see.”
(The guards leave Luke bending over the hot coals and return for Little Little John.)
Sergeant: “Luke, the cooper of Locksley.”
Sheriff: “Outlaw collaborator.”
(One guard picks up Little Little John as the other stands behind Alice.)
Alice: “No! (The other guard grabs Alice and she puts her hand on Little John’s.) I do forgive you.”
(Alice is dragged to the hot coals and thrown down beside her son at the edge of the coals.)
Sergeant: “Alice of Locksley and her son, John.”
(Marian pleadingly looks at the Sheriff.)
Sheriff: “Outlaw sympathisers.”
Luke: “Please, they had nothing to do with this. It is my doing.”
(A guard kicks Luke and it is all he can do to keep from falling onto the coals.)
Sheriff: “Oh, gallantry. You see, Marian, it’s not dead. Well, not yet. (Chuckles.
Marian stares miserably at the Sheriff, who stands and walks to Luke as the nobles exchange glances, the peasants undo their locks and Little John cries.)

Such a gallant intervention, hm? I wonder… (The Sheriff has one hand each on Luke and Little Little John, pushing them towards the coals. He looks up at Marian.) I wonder how I could reward that, hm? So, who’s first?”
Little John: (Stands and roars:) “No!!!” (Little John strains at his pillory.)
Sheriff: “Stop him. (The pillory splits behind Little John’s head. He breaks free and faces the Sheriff.) Take him!”
Little John: (Roars:) “You are a dead man!” (Charges at the Sheriff.)
Sheriff: “Stop him, you fools!” (Two guards grab Little John as Robin enters the hall from the upper doorway, reaching into a sack.)
Robin: “Charity starts at home, Vaisey!” (Robin throws out a handful of coins as Allan appears beside him with another sack.)
Sheriff: “Not in my home! Kill him!”
(Marian
smiles as the coins rain down in front of her. Robin and Allan laugh as
they throw more coins. Marian raises an arm to deflect them from her
head. The guards abandon their duty and eagerly scramble to collect the
coins as the peasants creep past them.
Will steps forward and punches the sergeant squarely in the jaw as
Little John head-butts one guard, then throws an elbow back into the
head of the another.

Will slides across the floor to unlock Alice’s cuffs. The Sheriff kicks
at the guards scrambling to collect the coins.)
Sheriff: “Get off my money! That’s my money!”
(Little John grabs the Sheriff and drags him back to the coals as Robin and Allan keep throwing coins.)
Allan: “There you go!”
(Marian
stands, looks up and smiles at Robin as Little John is pulled off the
Sheriff by his guards. Isabella is enjoying the chaos immensely. The
Sheriff kicks Little John in the buttocks. Little John falls down and
the Sheriff grabs him round the neck.)

Sheriff: “Might have known he was one of yours, Hood.”
(The Sheriff holds a dagger in his other hand.)
Little John: “You torture children!”
(Little
John grabs the Sheriff ’s neck and flips him over his head to the
floor, then reaches over the Sheriff to grab the fallen dagger and holds
it up to strike. The Sheriff holds his hands over his face. Alice grabs
Little John’s fists.)
Alice: “You said you were no murderer.” (The Sheriff whimpers.)
Little John: “Not of men. This is the devil!”
Sheriff: “Good answer!”
Alice: “For our son’s sake.”
(Little John sighs, flings the dagger away and walks away with Alice and Little Little John. The Sheriff gets to his feet.)
Sheriff: “Ha! You just couldn’t—” (Little John turns back and back slaps the Sheriff, who falls unconscious to the floor.)
Little John: (Turns to Alice.) “Go now!” (Turns to Luke slings him over his shoulders and carries him out.)

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The Dungeons.
(The hastened footsteps of William and Regan Hamleigh can be heard coming down the dungeon steps. Clarke, the sole prisoner remaining in the dungeons is still locked in her cell. Oddly, she does not seem concerned by the Hamleighs reappearance.)
Regan: (Angrily:) "Come, William. Lets take the Princess and head for London immediately.”
(Before William can take more than three steps however, he is stopped in his tracks by a sword pointed at his chest. Wordlessly, the owner of the sword steps out of the shadows. It is Octavia. Appearing from another corner, Jack blocks Regan’s point of escape.)
Aliena: (Casually striding downstairs:) “Leaving so soon? But we’ve only just found each other again, dear William.”
William: (Snarling:) “You will pay dearly for this.”
(William hisses as Octavia presses her blade hard into his skin, drawing blood.)
Aliena: “It’s alright, Octavia. We’re going to let him live with his cowardice for now. (Octavia nods but does not ease her grip on her sword. Moving to the cell door, noticing the lock. To Jack:) Jack, if you would do the honours?”
Jack: “Gladly.”
(Jack moves towards the door with his masonry tools in hand. Holding a large chisel against the lock, he brings the hammer down hard, shattering the bolt.)
Aliena: (To Clarke:) “Sorry you had so long to wait, Princess. But this is your rescue party.”
Clarke: (Getting to her feet and brushing off her hands:) “Oh, I don’t know. I was really starting to enjoy the place. (Pushing open her cell door and stepping outside of it. To Regan:) I highly recommend it.”
Aliena: (Smirks:) “What an excellent idea! Octavia, would you mind showing Regan and William to their cell?”
Regan: “No really, you can’t be serious… (Octavia glares at Regan as she backs William up into his very own cell.) Is this really necessary?”
(Clarke grabs and pushes Regan into the cell beside her son and slams the door shut.)
Clarke: “Yes it is.”
Aliena: (As Jack secures the lock, to Regan and William:) “Ooh, it does look rather cosy in there.”
Clarke: (To Regan:) “Very romantic.” (She winks:)
(The foursome head quickly for the door as William rages at them from behind the cold iron bars.)
William: “This isn’t over, Aliena! I will have you!”
Nottingham Town. Main gate.
(Gisborne’s men batter the gate with a squared-off timber.)
Gisborne: “Will someone get this gate open?! In the name of the King! (Gisborne kicks it and it crashes open. The street is deserted. He slowly walks in and draws his sword.) Back to the castle, now!”
(He, the four guards and two sentries run towards the castle.)
Near the castle gate.
(Gisborne
and the guards run through the castle gate with swords drawn. After
they pass by, Robin sends his party running for the town gate. Robin is
the last man.)
Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
(Gisborne
bursts in through the lower door by the fireplace. The hall is empty of
people. He hears a moan behind him. Gisborne turns to see the covered
contraption, whose cloth is fluttering, and holds up his sword. He makes
his way to the contraption and stops to inspect it as the moans
continue, then jerks his head to motion to a guard to raise the cover.
The Sheriff is revealed, upside down, bound to his new chair by his
hands and feet, gagged and bare chested.)
Sheriff: “Ah! Aargh! (Gisborne removes the gag.) Get me out of this, Gisborne! Get off my money! Get off my… aah! Aargh!” 

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Sherwood Forest. A road.
(Allan, Will and Little Little
John help Alice and Djaq pack up a trap. Robin and Much, each with a
recurve bow, stand with Luke, and Little John stands sullenly off to the
side, watching.)
Robin: “Thank you for everything you’ve done… (holds up a bow)…and for these. I’m sorry it has meant leaving behind your home.”
Luke: “Oh, I have gained something more precious.”
(Glances
at Alice. Robin extends his hand to Luke, who shakes it. Much also
shakes Luke’s hand. Little John watches from the corner of his eye. Luke
walks over to the trap.)
Much: (Glances at Little John.) “It’s a shame Little John can’t go with them.”
Robin: (Nods solemnly:) “He knows it’s too late for that.”
(Robin and Much step away as Alice and her son approach Little John.)
Alice: “We’d best get started. We’ve got a long way to go.”
Little John: (Nods.) “Yeah.”
(Little
John looks at his son and sweeps him up into a long hug, both crying.
Little John puts him down and watches Little Little John limp to the
cart.)
Alice: “Luke is a good man, John. We can make a life together.”
Little John: “Y— (Trying to look glad:) You deserve that. (Alice turns to leave.) Alice… you take care of yourself, and our son.”
(Alice reaches behind his head and kisses his cheek.)
Alice: (Twisting his hair in her fingers:) “I will always remember.”
(Alice
walks to the the trap. Little John slowly steps forwards as Luke leads
the horse on with Alice walking beside him and Little Little John
sitting on a crate facing out the back.Robin comes up behind Little
John.)
Robin: “I, er… I thought you might like this back.” (Holds up a tag.)
Little John: (Takes the tag.) “There’s only one. Where’s the other?”
(Robin
smiles, glancing at the cart, and joins the rest of the gang waiting.
Little Little John holds up the second tag and proudly calls back to
Little John.)
Little Little John: “I shall never forget! My father is a comrade of Robin Hood!”
(Little John smiles sadly, nodding approval.)
Little John: (Sighs. Quietly:) “Goodbye, my son.
(The trap turns the corner out of sight. Little John turns back to the
gang, wiping his nose with his sleeve. He sees them watching.)
Him… I am proud to know. You… I’m stuck with.”
(Puts the tag over his head.)
Will: “Oi, John. (Will tosses Little John a short, thick, burnt stick. Little John catches it with both hands.) I made you a new staff.” (The others laugh.)
Little John: (Sarcastically:) “Thanks.”
(Little
John tosses the stick over his head behind him and starts down the
trail to camp. The gang catch him up and clap him on the back. Little
John turns to Robin, following last. Robin turns to look down the road
and smiles.)  

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Lincoln’s Cave.
(Octavia and Lincoln are finally reunited inside their cave. Having tended to his wounds, Octavia holds Lincoln’s head in her hands and states simply:)
Octavia: “I love you.”
Lincoln:
(Wincing in pain:) “I love you, Octavia.”
Knighton Hall. Exterior.

(Jack, Marian, Clarke & Aliena are sat under a large, leafy oak tree laughing and talking.)
Marian: “Oh I wish you could stay longer, we’ve hardly had any time to talk at all.”
Aliena: (Smiling ruefully:) “I fear too many spirited women in the house may just be poor Edward’s end.”
Marian: (Smirks:) “I think he’s happy knowing you’re alive and well. He never forgave himself for losing you.”
Aliena: (Nods:) “I know (Sighs:) and for the longest time a part of me did blame him for my troubles. (Marian looks down.) But I was wrong to do so, he’s a good man with a good heart.”
Clarke: “Where will you go?”
Aliena: “Well, firstly I will need to acquire more wool from the surrounding farmers to pay for the long journey back to Kingsbridge.”
Jack: “And I suppose I could tag along for…moral support.”
Aliena: (Looks to him and smiles:) “Yes I would like that, keep my spirits up. (Jack and Aliena share a moment, smiling at each other.)
Then eventually I will make it back to Shiring and speak to the people
there. My father was beloved and as I’m now legally the rightful ruler
of the land, hopefully I will earn their support.”
Clarke: “A task that won’t be easy in this patriarchal society.”
Aliena: (Turns to her:) “I’ll tell you what your aunt, Queen Joan once told me. ‘It is a man’s world. Not because it should be, but because we let them have it.’ (To Marian:) Something that has yet to stop you however. (Marian looks to Aliena.) Your father told me of your exploits as the Nightwatchman. I’m very impressed.”
Marian: (Shrugging her shoulders.) “I do what I can to help those in need.”
Aliena: “Don’t
sell yourself short. The stories of Robin Hood and his outlaws have
reached far and wide because he does not hide his face from the world.
People can point to him as an icon of justice and anyone can see that he
loves the attention.”
Marian: (Protesting:) “He’s doesn’t really-”
Aliena: (Interjecting:) “It is the way most men are Marian, out to seek their glory be it here or (Looks pointedly at her.) …in the Holy Land. (Marian says nothing, unable to argue the point.) But you, you hide your identity and help the poor with all of the same risks yet none of the glory. (She leans in and nudges Marian’s shoulder with her own.) That is a true hero.”
(Marian smiles as they get to their feet and hug each other farewell.)
Marian: “Thank you.”
Aliena: “You both are welcome in Shiring anytime. (Looking over Marian’s shoulder to see Edward approaching with food and supplies.) Look after him, you are his world.”
Marian: “I will.”
(The
women end their embrace and look over to see Jack taking the supplies
from Edward and shaking hands. Aliena curtseys to Clarke, who shakes her head and smiles, then walks over to Edward and gently
kisses him on the cheek. As Jack and Aliena start their long walk back
to Kingsbridge, Clarke heads inside Knighton Hall. After walking a short distance, Aliena stops and waves back to
Edward and Marian before disappearing into the woods.)
Edward: (Curiously:) “And what were you two talking about?”
Marian: (Wrapping her arm around her father’s waist:) “Oh you know, looking forward to the day we become dutiful wives and mothers.”
Edward: (Chuckling, putting his arm around her and turning them back towards the house:) “That’ll be the day.”

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