Plan of Attack (pt.3)

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Nottingham Castle. The Vault, a room high in the keep.
(The Prince stands in the room. There is a grated hole in the ceiling, near the door, to let in light.)
Prince John: “Apparently we call this room the “vault.” (Gisborne stands a few steps inside doorway; Finn and Tiernan are behind him, watching. In the centre of the room, his back to the door, Robin has been chained: one chain is attached to opposite walls, waist high. An iron belt is around Robin’s waist, with a ring in front. Another chain has been wrapped around the belt and closed with a padlock. More chains are attached to shackles around his wrists, and also closed with the padlock. His ankles are shackled and chained to the floor. Robin is looking down at the floor, holding his temper.) One door, solid oak, three locks. No windows, just… lots of stone.“
Robin: (Nods defiantly.) “A challenge.”
(The Prince chuckles then leaves.)
Gisborne: “It’s the last room you’ll ever know. (Glancing over his shoulder for anyone listening:) You’ll rot here while I take Marian to safety.”
Robin: (Turns his head towards Gisborne.) “You really think she’ll go anywhere with you? You were going to kill the King!”
Gisborne: “Plans change, as have my priorities. I know now that whether the King lives doesn’t matter as long as I have Marian beside me.”
Robin: “You’re mad, Gisborne. Marian can’t give you absolution for your sins. She’s not some trophy to be won.”
Gisborne: “No, but she is something worth fighting for. And I didn’t even have to go to the Holy Land to realise it.”
Robin: (Scoffs:) “For the second time you mean? Marian is too clever to fall for your lies.”
Gisborne: “Which is why I won’t be telling her any. Yes, she knows that I tried to kill the King once before but it was my love for her that stopped me from trying again.”
Robin: (Sarcastically:) “How noble. And what about the Sheriff? I can’t imagine he accepted your decision lightly.”
Gisborne: “The Sheriff is no longer anyone’s concern. I put him aboard a boat bound for the Holy Land myself. So if he kills the King or the King kills him it really doesn’t matter to me. Marian and I shall be long gone and free of you all.”
Robin: “You’re a dreamer, Gisborne. You’re deluded.”
Gisborne: “And you’re a dead man.”
Robin: “Well why not make it official?”
(Gisborne draws his sword as the Prince returns outside the room.)
Prince John: (Calmly, impatiently:) “Oh, put it away. (Gisborne bows his head.) Always in such a rush, hm? Sometimes I think you don’t appreciate the poetry of pain. (Robin grimaces, disgusted at the Prince’s words. Finn studies Robin with admiration as the Prince and Gisborne leave the room.) So, how about the death of a thousand cuts, a nasty Saracen invention. (The door begins to close.) Besides, you and I have something to discuss, don’t you think?”

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Sherwood Forest. Dirt Road.
(Allan and Isabella ride their horses towards the Outlaws’ camp.)
Isabella: "So they took you back then? Just like that?”
Allan: “Well Much is giving me a bit of stick but basically, yeah, I’m one of the gang again.”
Isabella: “How did you leave things with Guy?”
Allan: “I didn’t really, I mean me and Marian just sorta left. There wasn’t any goodbyes or anything. He’d’ve probably slit my throat if he’d known about it.”
Ellingham: (Stepping out onto the path:) “Sounds like an excellent idea to me!”
(Allan and Isabella pull up their horses as Ellingham and his men appear from behind the trees, slowly surrounding them.)
Isabella: “We don’t want any trouble.”
Ellingham: “Oh well you’ve found some nonetheless, sweetheart. (Pointing at Allan:) Your boyfriend here tried to make a fool out of me and now my friends and I want some restitution!”
Allan: “I’ve got no money to give you lot.”
Ellingham: “Oh, we’re not looking for back pay, lad. This time we’re looking for some payback!”
(The mercenaries cheer and jeer at this as they close in on the two riders.)
Allan: (To Isabella:) “I’ll keep ‘em distracted, you make a run for it.”
Isabella: “I’m not leaving you here!”
Allan: “Do you even know what scum like this do to women?”
(Just as Allan says this, there is a loud yell as Lincoln and Octavia arrive on the scene, their weapons drawn.)
Ellingham: “Get them!”
(The mercenaries spread out and turn their attention towards the two warriors. The mercenaries numbers advantage is nullified however as Lincoln & Octavia fight back to back, cutting down each mercenary in quick, brutal fashion. Enraged that he is the only one left, Ellingham draws his sword and charges at Allan who is still seated atop his horse. Before he can reach him though, Octavia launches her sword at Ellingham’s back. As the sword drives deep between the mercenary’s shoulder blades, Ellingham collapes onto the forest floor, dead. As Octavia walks calmly over to retrieve her sword, Allan and Isabella exchange relieved glances. Octavia tenses again as she hears footsteps coming quickly towards them.)
Allan: “Wait! It’s our friends!”
(Djaq and Will arrive and take in the bloody scene before them.)
Djaq: “We heard fighting and came to help.”
Octavia: (Wiping her sword clean on Ellingham’s back:) “Thanks.”
Isabella: (To Lincoln:) “Why did you save us?”
Lincoln: (Shrugs:) “Because we could.”
Octavia: “And because slavery is disgusting and we’re not gonna let it happen.”
Allan: “Yeah well we’re all in agreement then. Come with us back to camp and we can come up with a rescue plan.”
(Octavia looks to Lincoln who nods and whistles for their horse, Helios.)

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Nottingham Castle. Sheriff’s Quarters.
Prince John: “What are you doing here?!”
Gisborne: “Sire I..”
Prince John: “I mean, I know you’re ambitious Gisborne but there is no possible way you’ve gone to the Holy Land and back already!”
Gisborne: (Thinking on his feet.) “Sire I was betrayed by the Sheriff, he tried to kill me.”
Prince John: “Nonsense, I gave you both strict instructions to work together until the deed was done.”
Gisborne: “Perhaps sire it was unwise to…”
Prince John: “To trust either of you to do as ordered? Yes I see that now. Where is Vaisey, dead I presume? (Gisborne hesitates. Telling the Prince that the Sheriff is headed to the Holy Land alone will only infuriate the Prince further. He makes a decision and nods.) Well that is one loose end dealt with I suppose. (Circling Gisborne:) But it doesn’t change the fact that my brother is still alive you bloody fool!”
Gisborne: “Sire, I could not go to the Holy Land and execute your plans by myself. It would have been…”
Prince John: (Interjecting:) “What I had ordered you to do? Oh never mind Gisborne. (Sighs:) Plans here have moved along quite smoothly in your absence, and not even my brother could stop them now. (Sneering at the back of Gisborne’s head.) I suppose you’d like your reward, hm?”
Gisborne: “Sire, you did promise me that I’d be Sheriff once I returned.”
Prince John: “Yes, well seeing as you only fulfilled half our agreement… Oh, get out of my sight you fool. I’ll call for you again once I’ve decided just what to do with you.”
(The Prince dismisses Gisborne who stands a moment, taking a deep breath then exits the room.)
Nottingham Castle. The Vault.
(Robin pulls at his chains, trying to break them against the iron ring on the belt. He stops as he hears the locks turn on the door. Finn enters, and nods his thanks to the guard.)
Robin: (Sighs.) “A visitor? I’ll not shake your hand if you don’t mind.”
Finn: (Smiles.) “They tell me you were once a nobleman. That you gave up your title, lost your lands, lost all your wealth.”
Robin: (Nods slightly.) “The people have endured far worse. What do you want from me… Irishman?”
Finn: “We’re the same, you and me. We both have a cause. (Robin spits.) But you, Robin, you inspire men. I’ve seen it, right here. (Robin stares ahead defiantly, head held high.) You see, my people… (glances at the door.) … well, my people are as oppressed by the Commander as your people are by Prince John and yet, they will not rise at the call of Finn MacMurrough.”
Robin: “And you want my help.”
Finn: “I want you to join forces with me. (Robin scoffs.) We can learn from each other, you and me. Together we can smash this Prince John and the Commander, all of them. I’ll help you free England, you help me free Ireland. We could both be kings. Now, what do you say to that?”
Robin: (Puts his face in Finn’s.) “England already has a king. (Robin elbows Finn in the stomach and takes a pin holding a small piece of cloth around Finn’s belt, then wraps his wrist chain around Finn’s neck, choking him.) Richard. His name is Richard.”
(Pulls his chain tighter around Finn’s neck.)
Finn: (Weakly:) “I only have to shout. There’s half a battalion out there. (Robin breathes heavily, then roughly lets Finn go. Finn grabs at his neck.) You think over what I’ve said to you. (Slowly backs to the door.) Perhaps you don’t want a crown, but a just and fair country. If that’s what you want… (Finn bangs on the door three times, quickly walks back to Robin, puts his hand on Robin’s shoulder and his face in Robin’s.) …I might be the only chance you have left.”
(The door rumbles open. Finn leaves. Robin breathes heavily a bit, then sighs and inspects his prize, giggling.)
Robin: “Thank you very much.”
(Robin starts to pick at the lock.)
The Great Hall.
(Tiernan drains yet another goblet of wine as Marian fidgets with her restraints.)
Tiernan: (Bellows:) "More wine! (To Marian:) Not long now, lassie. We’ll be headed for the coast soon enough.”
Marian: (Flatly:) “Good riddance.”
Tiernan: (Smiles:) “Oh, you’re coming with us, Missy. You’re part of the deal.”
Marian: “What are you talking about?”
Tiernan: “My brother gets his troops and I get the girl! (Presumably to a servant girl:) More wine!”
Marian: “You can’t be serious.”
Tiernan: “Oh aye. A soldier may fight for a cause but he also needs something warm and soft to come home to at the end of the day. (Stroking Marian’s arm:) And they don’t come much softer than you.”
Marian: (Wrenches her arm away from him:) “Touch me again and I’ll show you just how cold and hard I can be.”
Tiernan: (Smiles broadly now:) “There it is again, such spirit! Aye, you’ll make a fine mother when the time comes. (For a third time:) More Wine! Where is everyone? (Points at Marian:) Don’t go anywhere, I’m going to find us some-”
Marian: (Cutting in:) “More wine, yes, I know.”
(Tiernan grins then turns and runs up the staircase, stopping halfway to steady himself then continuing on out of the Great Hall. Marian rolls her eyes, doubling her efforts to wriggle free of her restraints.)

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The Great Hall. Powis Castle. Wales.
(The council are gathered in the Great Hall as Lexa strides into the room.)
Titus: “Rise for your Commander.”
(Everyone in the room stands as Lexa makes her way onto the dais to stand in front of her throne. The Commander turns and faces the assembled ambassadors and gives a slight nod. Taking their que, the ambassadors, along with Titus and Indra all bow before Lexa. All save the representative from Ireland. Locking eyes with the man, Lexa tilts her head in silent challenge. Noticing this, Titus quickly gets to his feet and addresses the mutineer.)
Titus: “You will bow before your Commander.”
(Indra raises her head noticing the disruption for the first time.)
Irish Ambassador: (Walking towards the dais:) “The Commander should bow before us. We know not to make treaties with our enemies.”
Titus: (Walking out to meet him:) “The Commander bows before no one.”
Lexa: “Stand down, Titus. (Titus nods at Lexa’s command but glares at the ambassador before returning to his place beside the Commander. To the ambassador:) Sit. We have more important matters to discuss.”
(The other ambassadors reclaim their seats as the Commander takes her place on the throne.)

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Irish Ambassador:
(Remains standing:) “Yes, we do. (Lexa raises an
eyebrow at him:)
For example, why is the Princess still alive? If this
is your weakness again, my Queen will happily step in.”
Titus: “Is that why your army has moved so close to Powis, because you believe the Commander is weak?”
Irish Ambassador: “Those are just military exercises.”
Indra:
(Stepping forward:)
“Exercises? You crossed the agreed upon border. An
army within striking distance of our beloved Capitol.”
Irish Ambassador: “A mistake that was quickly rectified. As you well know.”
Titus: “The Queen doesn’t make mistakes. She makes threats.”
Lexa:
(Getting to her feet:) “There’s no need to argue over this again.
(Motioning towards the ambassador:) Please, come join me. Let us speak
in private. (The Irish ambassador looks smugly at Indra then climbs the
dais to join the Commander.)
I have a message for Queen Nia.”
Irish Ambassador: (Stepping passed Lexa to stand on the balcony:) “And I’ll happily deliver it.”
(Suddenly
Lexa rears back and kicks the ambassador in the chest. The force of the
blow causes the ambassador to fall backwards off the balcony down onto
the unforgiving floor below.)

Lexa: (Turning back to face the other
ambassadors:)
“Would anyone else like to question my decisions? (No one
dares to meet the Commander’s eyes:)
Good. Then let’s begin.”

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Outlaws’ Camp.
(Will and Djaq are sat together making arrows. Little John and Much are stood at the table binding Will’s latest contraption together. They have been joined by Isabella, Octavia, Lincoln & Allan who is currently briefing the gang on what’s happened at the castle.)
Allan: “So they tried to fight their way out, and that’s when Gisborne arrived. And then all… hell broke loose and Gisborne had Robin dead to rights but Prince John intervened and now Robin is in the castle heavily guarded.”
Will: “And what about Marian?”
Allan: “She’s chained up in the Great Hall. She’s all right but one of the Irish fellas is sniffing around her.“
Little John: "Right. (Picks up his staff from against the contraption.) We go to Nottingham.”
(Much nods as Little John walks determinedly toward the entrance of the camp.)
Much: (To Djaq & Will:) "We’ll be back.”
Isabella: “Well hang on, what about the village men? They’re shipping them out to Ireland today.”
Much: “Robin is our priority.”
(Stops and faces Isabella.)
Octavia: “Losing an entire generation of men will kill all the villages for miles around. I know it – I’ve seen it. You’d put one man before stopping that?”
Much: “The only thing the people have is a spark of hope called Robin Hood. He’s more important than any one man. He’s an idea, something the people can believe in.”
Will: “No, he’s not, Much. Robin’s said it himself many times (Motions to everyone in camp:) We are Robin Hood. It’s up to us to save those who can’t fight for themselves.”
Djaq: “Do you really believe Robin would want us to sacrifice all those men for him?”
Little John: “So what do we do?”
Will: “We stay here and finish what we’ve started. Two more of these devices really should do the trick.”
Djaq: (To Lincoln:) “When your clans arrived in England, do you remember what roads you took?”
Lincoln: (Nods:) “There are only a couple of feasible routes they could take.”
Will: “Good. (To Isabella:) We can only cover one road with these devices. As Sheriff we’ll need you to make sure the Irish take the right one.”
Isabella: (Nods:) “I’ll escort them myself, lead them right to you.”
Octavia: (Sharpening her sword:) “We’ll be ready.”
Allan: “So what do I do?”
Much & Little John: “Save Robin!”
Allan: “All right, all right! No need to shout.” (Turns to go.)

Stalemate (pt.2)

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Powis Castle. Wales.
(Clarke is stood by the window overlooking Powis as her chamber door opens. She turns back into the room to see the Commander enter.)
Clarke: (Coldly:) “What part of ‘I won’t see you’ was unclear?”
Lexa: “I’ve respected your wishes, Clarke. But we really do have bigger concerns.”
Clarke: We don’t have any concerns at all.”
Lexa: “Yes we do. It appears Prince John is attempting to provide my enemies with an army. Finn MacMurrough is attempting to become King of Ireland and intends to use villagers from Nottingham to do it.”
Clarke: “You went to all that trouble to capture me just to tell me this?”
Lexa: “I went to all that trouble to save you. Your uncle has a bounty out on your head. It seems he no longer cares if you live or die, just that you’re out of his way for good.”
Clarke: (Shakes her head:) “Do you know when I could’ve used saving? When you abandoned me at the castle.”
Lexa: “Clearly you didn’t need my help.”
Clarke: (After a beat:) “Clearly.” (Turns back to face the window.)
Lexa: “You’re angry, Clarke but I know you. You’ve made yourself a target and you risk the lives of your friends each time they stand beside you. It’s easier to hate me than blame yourself for something you cannot control.”
Clarke: (Turns back to face Lexa:) “Oh, I can do both.”

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Lexa: “What would you have done if the Prince had offered your
people peace without war? Save your people at the price of mine – would
you really have chosen differently?”
Clarke: “I don’t betray
my friends. I don’t make deals with people who have no honour. You had a
choice to make, Lexa, you chose wrong and now it’s already blowing up
in your face.”
Lexa: “It helps no one to dwell in the past and that’s not why I’m here. You’re right, I do want something from you. (Clarke scoffs and folds her arms:) I
want you to join my coalition. No one would dare to move
against you because that would be moving against me.”
Clarke: “Just leave me alone, I’m done listening to you.”
Lexa: “You can’t run away from who you are, Clarke. (Clarke shakes her head:) Join me. Bow before me and you and your people will be safe.”
Clarke: (Incredulous:) “Bow before you? (Realising something:) You don’t care about my people. I know why you’re here. (Lexa swallows nervously:) Prince
John is looking to replace Ireland’s leader with his own hand-picked
successor. So you’re thinking ‘how long before he tries to replace me?’.
Your deal with my Uncle has made you look weak and the other clans
under your control are exploiting that. You expect me to bow to you? That will never happen.”
(Clarke walks off leaving Lexa to look concerned, as her tight hold keeping the coalition together is beginning to slip.)

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Nottingham Castle. Courtyard.
(Allan is taking Isabella’s advice and keeping out of Prince John’s sight. He rounds the corner and stops as he sees the villagers are assembled in the courtyard. Blockades have been set up around the west and north sides and guards are lined up at the foot of the steps. The portcullis is down and the gate is closed.)
Villager: “You should have escaped while you had the chance.”
Robin: “I get away, we all get away.”
Villager: “There are men here from every village within thirty miles. You’ll never save us all.”
Robin: (Smiles, chuckles, holds up the lock pick.) “Well, I still have this. Come here. (The villager chuckles and Robin goes to work on his shackles. He quietly talks to all as he works.) Right. Some of you men from Locksley know me. The rest of you know what I do. Now we have one chance to do this, and we have to be ready to take it, for your villages, and for your families. Will you stand with me and fight?”
(The men quietly nod and agree.)
Sherwood Forest. Outlaws’ Camp.
(Without knowing quite what to do, the gang have made their way back to camp.)
Much: (to Djaq:) “Thanks to you, they’ve got Robin. Did you really think you could save them all on your own?”
Will: “Drop it, Much. She made a mistake, let’s not relive it.”
Djaq: (Sighs:) “Who were the painted faces? More of Ellingham’s men?”
Little John: “Celts. Warriors. Lexa’s Men, Ellingham’s men what’s the difference? If they’re working for Prince John, we need a watertight plan.“
Djaq:
“The difference matters, John. Mercenaries like Ellingham and his men have traded their honour for money.”
Will: “Whereas these celts are rounding up villagers to form their army.”
Djaq: “You don’t make people slaves and then turn around and pay them.”
Much: “So who are they then?”
Will: “That doesn’t matter. The only thing we need to worry about is freeing the villagers.”
Much: “But there are too many castle guards and soldiers for us to take on by ourselves.”
Will: “Well obviously we can’t storm the castle. (Gets an idea and moves over to the table, sweeping some items off and clearing space. Picking up a piece of parchment and some charcoal, he begins to sketch something:) We have to wait until the villagers are moved. John I need you to find me some long, sturdy pieces of wood.” (Little John nods as Much protests.)
Much: “Hold on, Will. (Little John makes an exasperated face.) Who put you in charge?”
Will: “Well, someone has to lead in Robin’s absence.”
(Little John turns around to face the gang.)
Much: “Well, I don’t see why it should be you. (Motioning toward Djaq:) Just cause you’ve got a girlfriend doesn’t mean you’re automatically leader.”
Djaq: (Swats Much’s arm:) “Hey!”
Will: “So do you have a plan on how to rescue the villagers? Cause I’m sure we’d all love to hear it.”
(Much stands with his hands on his hips for a long moment. His mouth opening and closing as he tries to think of a plan.)
Much: (Finally giving in:) “How much wood did you say you needed?”

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Nottingham Castle. Great Hall.
Finn: “Whoever it was attacked your troops knew what they were doing. Nearly succeeded in freeing my conscripts.”
(The Prince shoots Marian a dirty look as she smiles smugly at him, the revelation that Robin still lives boosting her spirits.)
Prince John: “Erm, Robin Hood, a bothersome little fly, bzz, bzz, bzz. (Chuckles.) You, erm, brushed him aside, well done, very good. (Tiernan joins them.) Where’s my money?”
Tiernan: “Well, at least the men got their workout. Saves me taking sword drill today.“
Finn: “Well, that’s your job, little brother. The men look to you for leadership. All you do is drink and… (Glances at Marian.) …play.”
Tiernan: (Glances over at Marian himself:) “Yes, yes. Well… got to keep them hungry for the cause. (Smiles and raises the goblet in his hand.) To the next king of Ireland, my brother.” (Finn grabs Tiernan’s shoulder.)
Finn: “You don’t take the cause lightly, boy.”
Prince John: (Clears his throat.) “Gentlemen…”
(Finn pushes Tiernan.)
Finn: “It’s a sacred trust.”
Prince John: “Gentlemen, a time and a place… Shh. (Turns to Finn.) Money. You have your soldiers.“
Finn: “You’re very mercurial, aren’t you, Sire? First you forge a truce with the Commander of the twelve clans and now you’re supplying her enemies with troops.”
Prince John: (Chuckles.) “I know all about you two, hm? You have no allies, no allegiances. And while the Irish Queen despises the Commander, the one person she hates more, is me.”
Marian: (Chiming in:) “That couldn’t possibly have anything to do with your disastrous diplomatic visit to Ireland several years ago could it? You know the one that caused the clan leaders to revolt in the first place?”
Prince John: “Silence! (The Prince winces then closes his eyes for a long moment. Forcing a smile, to Finn:) This is your last chance to grab power in Ireland and you both know it. And once you seize it? I want you to name me as Ireland’s greatest ally.”
Marian: (Scoffs:) “All for the sake of your precious ego.”
Prince John: (Ignoring her:) ”So, do we seal the deal, or don’t we?”
Finn: “We’ll exchange money for men once we’re safely on the coast as planned, and not before.”
(The Prince smiles with half his mouth.)

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Courtyard.
(All the prisoners have had their chains loosened, but are still wearing them to fool the guards. Robin is telling them his strategy.)
Robin: (Quietly:) “The front line with me. Hold off the guards. The second line attack the gates. And use the chains, anything you can find as weapons, but wait for my signal.”
(The men nod subtly. Soon after, Finn and Tiernan come down the steps to looks over their conscripts.)
Tiernan: “They don’t look like much.”
Finn: “Well, I’m giving them to you, Tiernan. They’re yours to train and lead.”
Tiernan: “You expect me to make guards out of peasants? No.”
(Suddenly there is a commotion as a familiar voice can be heard.)
Gisborne: “Sergeant! Extra guards, now!” (Draws sword and points it at Robin.) Robin Hood!”
(The villagers get ready to fight.)
Robin: “Ready? (Pause.) Hold! (Pause.) Now!”
(The men attack the guards, using their chains to choke them and beat them. Robin takes out several of the guards.)
Finn: (Amazed:) “No weapons and yet they fight like lions for that man.”
(Robin fights off more guards.)
Gisborne: “Secure the gates! (The two guards follow Gisborne down the steps, then Gisborne holds his sword at Robin’s throat.) Hood!”
Robin: (Realises his predicament:) “Wait! Wait! Stop! Stop!”
(The men stop fighting.)
Gisborne: “Another move and I kill you where you stand.”
Robin: “Well well, Gisborne. Back from the Holy Land so soon? I am impressed.”
(Gisborne nods to a guard  who punches Robin in the stomach. Robin doubles over, his hands on his knees. Allan appears from a side corridor, shocked by Gisborne’s reappearance.)
Gisborne: “You’re surrounded. Don’t try anything.“
(Robin stands, hands held up.)
Robin: (Whispers intensely:) “You’ll pay for this, Gisborne.”
Gisborne: “Say your prayers, outlaw.”
Prince John: “Gisborne! (The Prince has been watching from the cloister. Gisborne looks up at him.) You move, Gisborne, and you die.”
Gisborne: (Roars:) “I will have his blood!”
(The Prince motions to the guards with his finger. Several guards grab Gisborne.)
Prince John: “Don’t be so selfish.”
Gisborne: “Get off me! He dies now!”
Prince John: “Come, come. Surely you don’t want to miss the slow and painful death of Robin Hood, hm?”
Nottingham Town.
(At an exterior door, Allan bursts through, determined to find the gang and tell them what’s happened.)
Isabella: (Raised Whisper:) “Allan! (As he turns towards her.) Where are you going, you can’t leave Robin at my brother’s mercy!”
Allan: “I can’t do anything for him right now, not on my own.”
Isabella: “But you’re not on your own, you have me.”
Allan: “No, you can’t be seen helping Robin escape either. Best thing I can do is find the gang and come up with a rescue plan.”
Isabella: “Well I’m coming with you.”
Allan: “But-”
Isabella: “Don’t argue, Allan! We need to find the gang, form a plan and then save Robin, Marian & the villagers. Do you really think we’ll have time to compare notes?”
Allan: (Raises an eyebrow:) “Yeah, good point. All right, let’s go!”
(Isabella follows Allan pulling the exterior door closed behind her.)

Conscription Most Foul

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The Great Hall.
(Prince John sits upon his throne contemplating something, his face contorting into a loathsome sneer. As he leans forward we can see Marian knelt before him, her wrists manacled. The Prince’s scrutiny has obviously been going on for quite awhile as Marian rolls her eyes in frustration. Stood to her left is Isabella who seems to be taking the situation much more seriously than Marian.)
Prince John: (Tilting his head:) “You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?”
Marian: (Defiantly:) “And you’re the devil.”
Prince John: (Smiles:) “Mm, feisty too. Hood certainly likes his ladies spirited, doesn’t he? (Glances at Isabella:) Perhaps he and I have that in common?”
Marian: “Robin is nothing like you. He fights for justice against tyrants like you!”
Prince John: “Tyrant? Me? I believe you have me mistaken for my brother, my dear. I’m not the one waging war in the Holy Land as I abandon the people of England. (Marian scoffs:) And you know first hand what that abandonment feels like don’t you, hm? Were it not for my brother’s lust for glory, you would be home right now looking after a half dozen snot-nosed brats with your beloved Robin. (Leans back in his chair:) But here we are.”
Marian: “Is that why you sent the Sheriff to kill the King? For the good of England?”
Prince John: (Scoffs and waves this away:) “Such a silly girl. Do you really believe my brother cares about what happens to England? The man has already abdicated the throne. His death merely makes things official.”
Marian: “His death paves the way for your niece to become Queen. The whole country has heard your mother’s decree by now. Even if the Sheriff succeeds, you still lose.”
Prince John: (Sneers:) “A minor problem. One that is being rectified as we speak. I have a bounty out on my niece so large that no man could resist it. She’ll be under my control soon enough. (Leans forward again:) Now the question is, what do I do with you? I mean I could hang you, that would certainly kill Hood’s spirit, wouldn’t it?”
Isabella: “My Lord…”
Prince John: (Continuing:) “But by now, Hood is already dead and sending you to join him would serve no purpose. (To Isabella:) I have visitors arriving soon and we must prepare ourselves to give them a warm welcome. (To Marian:) One of my guests has a reputation for being a womaniser and that is where you shall come in.”
Marian: “You can go to hell.”
Prince John: (Continuing as if she hadn’t spoke:) “Of course, he prefers his women unplucked but I suppose you’ll have to do. (To Isabella:) Make sure she wears something appropriate. (Gets to his feet:) I must ride out to meet them.”
Isabella: (Bows slightly:) “Yes, my lord.”
(Prince John strides out of the room leaving Marian and Isabella to glance nervously at each other.)

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Nottingham Castle. Outside the Main Gates.
(Prince John and several men ride out on horseback.)
Marketplace.
(Robin and the gang ride into Nottingham. Dismounting their horses and using their hoods to keep low profiles they try and devise a plan on how to enter the castle and aid Marian.)
Will: “This would be a lot easier if we still had the old options of getting inside the castle.”
Allan: “Yeah well..”
Much: (Interrupting:) “Yeah. Well, no thanks to you.”
Allan: (Exasperatedly:) “Oh, look, I’ve told you. I’m sorry, (Much smirks.) boys, all right? I’m back now. I’m one of the lads. Let’s just—"
Robin: “They don’t know that you’re back with us. It’s an advantage that we can exploit but not for very much longer. Ellingham is bound to say something when he gets back to the castle. For now Allan, it’s all up to you.”
Allan: “Go in there on my own? I’m not being funny but..”
Much: (Interrupting, looking up and away from Allan:) “Now hands up, who hasn’t betrayed the group?”
(Much raises his hand, as does Will. Little John holds up a finger.)
Allan: (Unamused:) “Oh, this one again. How clever.”
Robin: (With little emotion:) “Just leave it, Much, eh?”
Much: (Smiling:) “Sorry.”
Robin: “We just need to find Marian and see that she’s safe. As soon as we know what’s going on in there the sooner we can plan our attack.”
Djaq: (Adds earnestly:) “And stop Prince John.”
Robin: (Quietly:) “And stop Prince John.” (Looks at Djaq.)
Allan: “Right, I’m on it – no problem.”
(Allan heads to the castle determined as the gang look out for guards or any signs of the mercenaries.)
Nottingham Castle. Courtyard.
(Allan enters the courtyard, his hand on his sword ready for anything when he is met by Isabella.)
Isabella: “Allan! Thank god. What are you doing here?”
Allan: “Well I had to come back and save the gang didn’t I?”
Isabella: “What about my brother and the Sheriff?”
Allan: (Shrugs:) “On their way to the Holy Land I suppose. Where’s Marian?”
Isabella: (Sighs:) “She got caught by Prince John but she’s all right. The Prince had plans for her though.”
Allan: “What sort of plans?”
Isabella: “I don’t know but she’s being guarded. (Looks around:) Where are the others?”
Allan: “Behind me in the marketplace. (Isabella looks over Allan’s head and looks out past the main gate toward the marketplace.) They’re looking out for any sign of the Sheriff’s mercenaries.”
(Catching Robin’s eye, Isabella motions for the gang to come into the castle.)
Isabella: “We don’t have time for that, the Prince is up to something. (As the gang run into the courtyard.) He’s taken some men and ridden out to Nettlestone. (To Robin:) If your gang want to capture the Prince, this is your best chance.”
Much: “Capture the Prince? Shouldn’t we be going after the Sheriff?”
Will: “We’ll never catch him by now. Besides what good will going to the Holy Land do?”
Robin: “Will’s right, Much. The King will just have to fend for himself. Our duty is to defend England from Prince John’s plans. (Isabella:) Where’s Marian?”
Isabella: “She’s inside, safe. You have my word that no harm will come to her. (Glances at Allan:) Prince John has named me Sheriff in Vaisey’s absence.”
Allan: “You what? (Isabella smiles:) That’s great, Iz. Well done you, eh?”
Robin: “All right, let’s get going. Allan, you stay here with the Sheriff and make sure Marian’s all right. The rest of us are going after Prince John.”
Djaq: “But what are we going to do once we’ve caught him?”
Robin: (Shakes his head:) “We can figure that out later, come on!”
(The gang turn and leave as Allan looks at Isabella. For a moment there is a guilty look on her face.)
Allan: “Everything all right?”
Isabella: “Hm? Oh yeah. Everything’s fine.”
(The pair walk quickly up the steps and into the castle.)

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Lincoln & Octavia’s Camp. Just Outside Nettlestone.
(Lincoln lays beside Octavia stroking her hair as she sleeps.)
Octavia: (Rolls over towards him, one eye open:) “Smart move coming to find me. (Lincoln smiles and leans down to kiss her. Their kisses turn deep and passionate as Lincoln’s hand travels down Octavia’s body. Their tryst is halted however by the sounds of several hoof beats approaching. Gasps:) The Commander’s kill order! We have to get you somewhere safe.”
Lincoln: (Draws his sword:) “Shh.”
(The pair crawl over towards the sound of the horses and see Prince John and his men riding into Nettlestone.)
Nettlestone Village.
Prince John:
(Smiling:) “Good morning! (Dismounts and goes to the centre of the village.) Good morning to you all, my, er… my children. You know, I know you’ve been suffering, and when you hurt, I hurt, which is why I am here now…
to give your lives meaning. (The Sheriff’s guards are rounding up all the men and branding them with an X.) I want the men ready for transportation immediately. (A peasant man screams as he is branded. A guard parades more men, shackled and attached to a long chain, by the Prince.) Too old! Be meeting his maker soon enough. Able-bodied men only!”

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(Another man screams as he is branded. He is the same man who jeered as Lincoln was let go from his job at the mill. Across the way, hidden behind foliage, Lincoln & Octavia watch.)
Octavia: “They’re making prisoners of them.”
Lincoln: “Or slaves.”
(Prince John remounts his horse as a procession marches by him. He addresses them.)
Prince John: “Right! You better get used to taking orders! You’re going to be soldiers, all of you! So say goodbye to your families. Bring them to the castle.”
(The Prince heads back to the castle as Lincoln is about to make a move.)
Octavia: (Holding Lincoln by the arm:) “What do you think you’re doing?”
Lincoln: “We have to try and save them!“
Octavia:We don’t have to do anything. Let Hood rescue them! Those aren’t our people over there. Those villagers would sooner stone us than accept us. Why should we help them?“
Lincoln: "Because it’s the right thing to do.”
Octavia: “No, the right thing to do is to stay out of it. You already have one kill order on your head. (Pointing towards the village:) Going in there is a death sentence.”
(Lincoln frowns but does not make a move, knowing that Octavia is right, but he is frustrated nonetheless.)

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The Great Hall.
(Marian stands in the Great Hall dressed in a white dress, her hands still manacled. The chains of which are attached to the wall. Her eyes are cast downwards as a short, bearded man circles her.)
Tiernan: (Clicking his tongue:) “Well well well well well. The Prince certainly spared no expense in making me feel welcome. (Leans close to Marian:) Tell me, darlin’, how much do you usually cost? (Marian takes a swing at the Irishman and lands a glancing blow. The full force of her punch impeded by the restraints at her wrists. Smiling:) Ohh I just love me a wee lassie with spirit! (Reaches for his belt:) It’s always much more fun to break ‘em that way.”
Allan: (From the staircase:) “Oi! (Tiernan and Marian both turn towards the sound of Allan’s voice as he makes his way down the steps:) What do you think you’re playing at?”
Tiernan: “Me? Oh I’m just teasing the girl, she looks like she could use a good laugh.”
Allan: “Yeah, well if you drop your trousers I’m sure she’ll have one. (Marian snorts as Tiernan’s eyes flash with anger. To Marian:) Are you alright? (Marian nods:) I can’t leave you alone for five minutes can I?”
Tiernan: “I don’t know who you think you are, fella. But you can’t be going around talking to me like that.”
Allan: “Oh yeah? Well I ain’t being funny, mate but, who’s gonna stop me?”
Tiernan: “It’s like that is it?”
Allan: “Yeah, it’s like that.”
Tiernan: “Well what say we, er, settle it… sportin’ fashion. (Picks up his sheathed sword, pulls it out and tosses the scabbard aside.) First strike. Blunt edge of the blade only, of course. (Allan draws and turns around in one motion. He blocks four strikes of Tiernan’s, then twists Tiernan’s sword away and side swipes at him, but Tiernan pushes him aside.) For the cause! (Laughs.) Ireland for the Irish [bows slightly] under an Irish king.”
(Allan swings at Tiernan three times. Tiernan jumps onto the table. Allan hacks at his opponent’s feet and Tiernan jumps down again.)
Tiernan: “Oh! (Chuckles.) You know, I hope the guards your Prince promised me are better fighters than you are. (Allan circles him, ready.) They’re expensive enough.”
Isabella: “Allan, enough! (Isabella enters the room from beneath the staircase and heads toward the two men. She bows her head slightly towards Tiernan. to Allan:) I need your help with something.“
Allan: (Nods towards Marian:) "What about Marian? I’m not leaving her alone with him.”
Marian: “It’s all right, Allan. (Looking at Tiernan:) I’m sure Tiernan is an honourable man.”
Tiernan:
(Smirks:) “Oh, aye. (Raises two fingers in the air:) Scouts honour.”
Isabella: (Pulling Allan away to the side, whispering:) “The Prince is headed back to the castle and I need you to keep out of his way. If he sees you’ve returned I won’t be able to protect you.”
Allan: “I don’t need your protection. I’ll spin him a yarn!”
Isabella: (Desperate:) “Please, Allan. I won’t see you hang.”
Allan: (Glances over at Marian who nods:) “Yeah, all right but you keep an eye on him.”
(Tiernan waves facetiously at Allan and sheathes his sword.)
Isabella: “I will, now get out of here before the Prince gets back.”
(Allan glares at Tiernan once more before heading out of the hall the way Isabella entered.)

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Sherwood Forest.
(The sergeant, on horseback, leads the new “recruits” through the forest.)
Sergeant: “Come on! Keep moving! Keep in line! (Robin peeks around a tree.) Keep moving now!“
(Robin goes back to the gang waiting behind a small rise.)
Djaq: “We take them now, right?”
Much: “No, we wait for his signal.”
(Robin turns around to be first when they charge.)
Will: “She’s right. Now’s our chance.”
Robin: “Shh. Wait, wait.”
Little John: (Seeing something over the rise.) “Robin…”
Robin: “John? What’s the matter?”
Little John: “Trouble.”
(Djaq runs towards the road.)
Will: “Hey! Come here, Djaq!”
Robin: “Stop!”
(Will and Much run after Djaq.)
Little John: “Where’s she going?”
(Robin and Little John chase after them.)
Much: “Djaq!”
(Djaq runs to the sergeant and pulls him off his horse. Robin jumps over a guard, then blocks his blow. The gang engage the rest of the guards. Djaq pulls out the sergeant’s sword and uses it. Little John punches one with the end of his staff. Robin flips one over and kicks him in the face. Will, after disposing of his man, kneels down and takes a lock pick from his pouch and goes to work on the padlock. Robin joins him. Djaq goes to another guard, ducks his
sword, then slices him down the back.)

Robin: (Kneeling by Will.) “Come on, Will. Djaq, you’ve put us all at risk here.”
Djaq: “Have any of you been slaves yourselves? I had to save them!”
Will: “Nearly there!”
(Little John looks up the hill and sees the Irishmen, with Finn at their head.)
Finn: “Now!”
(Finn stands and his men, about a dozen, charge, yelling “MacMurrough!”)
Little John: “Robin!”
(Robin uses Will’s large hammer and slams it onto the chains between the men’s shackles. The chain breaks. All the men can now pull it off their shackles.)
Robin: “Follow my men into the forest. (Calls to all:) Into the forest!”
(Will pulls Djaq in the opposite direction as the prisoners and Robin are surrounded by the Irishmen. The men crowd closely around Robin to help hide his conspicuous clothing.)
Finn: (Addressing the conscripts:) “You men! You belong to me now. You fight well for my cause and some of you may live to see your homes again. You cross me, and you’re dead. (to his men:) It’s a good job we came out to meet
them, lads. The Prince’s men weren’t exactly protectin’ my… investment. Fine work, all of you. Now… move ’em out!
(A villager takes off his jacket and hands it to Robin.)
Villager: “Here, take this so they won’t recognise you.”
Robin: (Takes jacket and puts it over his head.) “Thanks.”

Escape And Enmity (pt.6)

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Nettlestone. The barn. Exterior.
(A group of mercenaries
are milling behind Ellingham talking with the Messenger, who points at
Allan opening the barn doors. Allan holds up his hand.)
Allan: “It’s all right! It’s all right! They’re coming quietly. (Allan holds up his other hand holding a rope to which the gang are supposedly tied and steps out.) Show’s over! (Allan
pulls on the rope. Much steps out first, his cloak wrapped round him.
Djaq is next, then Will in his cloak, Robin and Little John.)
Er… one thing actually. I’ve got to get his rabble back to the castle somehow, so…”
Ellingham: (Sarcastically, stepping slowly forward:) “Sure. (Allan stops.) The Sheriff wants to talk to the outlaws in the castle.”
Allan: “Yeah.”
Ellingham: “Well, that’s strange, that. (The Messenger steps up next to Ellingham. Points to the Messenger:) Because a little birdie told me that the [points at Allan] Sheriff left the castle yesterday.”
Allan: (Feigning innocence:) “You’re joking? Did he?”
Ellingham: “Nice try. Get them!“
(The
gang drop the rope and step aside. Will and Much throw back their
cloaks and the gang draw out their hidden weapons: Much and Djaq their
swords, Will his broadaxe, Robin his knife. They separate and Little
John runs to the front, staff ready, as the mercenaries charge through
the narrow fence. Leading the charge:)
Ellingham: “You got no chance! You’re gonna die!”
(Little
John hits a mercenary with his staff, then kicks him aside. Robin ducks
Ellingham’s sword, then Little John hits Ellingham in the back. Much
parries with his sword, then dances round, fighting. Allan swings down
on a mercenary’s axe. Robin charges Ellingham with his knife. Ellingham
steps back and Robin passes him. Both turn around and Robin stabs at
Ellingham again, but Ellingham blocks Robin’s arm with his left and
starts to punch him with the right, but Robin blocks it, then twists
Ellingham’s left arm behind his back, forcing him to double over. Robin
holds him and Little John spins and kicks Ellingham in the face. Robin
lets go as Ellingham sails backwards. Little John stands over him.)

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Little John: “We are gonna to die, but not today!”
(Much
parries a blow. Allan blocks and shoves his opponent’s blade aside.
Much parries again as Djaq, fighting beside him, knocks away the
Messenger’s sword. Behind them Will has just incapacitated a man with
his broadaxe and sent him sailing into the barn wall. He pulls his axe
back in front of him to get ready to defend himself as another mercenary
attacks him. He catches the man’s sword with his axe as Djaq swings
backhanded across the Messenger’s throat with a cry. The others defend
themselves against the onslaught as Robin makes a run for some horses
tethered under a shelter beyond the barn. Ellingham crawls to his sword
on the ground and gets a grip on the hilt. Much swings and is blocked,
then kicks his foe in the groin. Allan rushes forward and swings his
sword at the man’s back. Much swings backhanded and slices the man’s
throat. Ellingham gets to his feet.)
Ellingham: “Fall back! Come on!”
(Runs
back between the fences. Djaq ducks an overhand blow and comes back
with a backhand, but her foe defends himself with his shield. Will,
having sent his wounded opponent crashing to his knees, turns to help
her, swinging his axe into the mercenary’s back.)
Will: “She’s with me.”
(Djaq slices the man’s neck with a shriek, then looks up at Will. Much nods his thanks to Allan.)
Much: “Good to have you back.”
Allan: Good to be back.”
(Will
gasps, noticing movement in front of him. Behind Allan, Little John
stabs a downed mercenary with his staff. Djaq

follows his gaze and turns around to see more mercenaries standing
beyond the fence, ready to charge behind Ellingham. Allan’s eyes widen
as he sees more men coming up over the ridge.)
Ellingham: (Pointing at the gang:) “I told you you were going to die! The gang watch in horror, and then Robin rides around the corner with five horses in tow.”
Robin: “Like we said… (stops his horse and looks at Ellingham.)..not today! (to the gang:) Come on, then!”
Ellingham: (Motioning to his men:) “Get them! Get them! (Djaq
sheathes her sword. The gang dash for the horses and mount them. Robin
leads the charge through the narrow fences, and the mercenaries ignore
Ellingham’s orders, having no intention of being trampled.)
Come on! What are you waiting for?! They’re getting away!”
(The
gang ride through the mercenaries and out of the village. Robin laughs
maniacally as they escape into the forest. Ellingham glowers after
them.)

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Nottingham Castle. Isabella’s Chambers.
(Marian hurries into the room and closes the door behind her. Isabella, who is naked in bed, sits up quickly upon seeing her and covers herself with a sheet.)
Isabella: (Whispering:) "Marian! How did you… (Panicked:) You can’t be here!”
Marian: (Striding forwards into the room:) “Apparently not. I’ve just had to subdue three guards who were out for blood. (Noticing Isabella’s state of undress for the first time:) I see you didn’t lose any sleep in my absence.”
Isabella: “Marian, you don’t understand, you have to leave right now.”
Marian: “Oh, I’m not going anywhere until I have the Prince under my control. (Tugs at Isabella’s sheet.) Now will you get dressed and help me find him?”
Prince John: (From an antechamber:) “Oh I don’t that’ll be necessary (Enters the room brandishing a sword and looks pointedly at Isabella:) on either count. (To Marian:) Well, if it isn’t the Nightwatchman.”
Marian: (Defiantly:) “You will never be King. Not after we tell everyone about your plot to kill your brother!”
Prince John: (Sneers:) “Do you really think the people will believe your word over mine? The word of a woman, an outlaw at that?”
Marian: “The nobles believed the Queen when she named Clarke as the King’s rightful successor, didn’t they?”
Prince John: (Outraged:) “Even if they did, that little problem is also soon to be remedied. (Notices Isabella reaching for her clothes:) I don’t remember telling you to cover up, Sheriff.”
(Isabella sits, her eyes averted as Marian rallies against the Prince.)
Marian: “What have you done with her?”
Prince John: (Raising a brow:) “While my claim to the throne may not hold as much weight as it used to, my money still does. At this very moment I have a bounty hunter searching for my dear niece who will bring her to me so that she can be properly cared for. So, (Raising his sword to Marian’s throat:) seeing as you know far too much about my plans I cannot let you live.”
Isabella: “My lord-”
Prince John: (Continuing:) “But… given the fact that Robin Hood will not be coming to save you, I see no reason as to why your execution can’t wait until the Sheriff and I have further hammered out the terms of our new partnership. (Grins:) Guards! (Immediately, men from the Prince’s own guard burst into the room from a second antechamber. To Marian:) I always use protection, especially during sex. (To the guards:) Take this traitor to the dungeons. (Turning back toward Isabella:) The Sheriff and I have so much more to discuss. (Marian and Isabella exchange glances as the guards pull Marian out of the room.) Now, my dear Sheriff. (Gently tugs the sheet from Isabella’s grasp.) Where were we?”

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Powis Castle. Wales.
(Clarke, her hands tied behind her back and hood over her head, is being guided into a room.)
Roan: “The Princess, as promised.”
(Roan halts Clarke’s progress and pushes her to her knees. As Roan removes her hood the brightness of the room temporarily disorients Clarke. As her eyes adjust however, she see’s Lexa rising from her throne, flanked on either side by Titus and Indra.)
Lexa: (Gently:) “Hello, Clarke. (Clarke’s eyes widen as the Commander steps down from her dais and approaches. To Roan:) The deal was for you to bring her to me unharmed.”
Roan: “She didn’t come easy.”
Lexa: (Looking down at Clarke:) “I expect not.”
Roan: “Besides, I had two deals on the table. Prince John’s certainly paid better. (Lexa lifts a brow:) But fortunately, I chose more wisely. (Shrugs:) I’ve done my part. Now do yours, lift my banishment.“
Lexa: (Considers him a moment:) "I’ll honour our deal when it suits me. (To her guards:) Lock Prince Roan away.”

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(Clarke turns to watch Roan’s reaction to being betrayed by Lexa as the guards escort him away.)
Titus: (From the dais:) “What about the Princess?”
Lexa:
(With a sweep of her hands:) “Leave us. (Titus looks to Indra who
smirks but does as ordered. Titus moves to follow her out of the room
but at the last moment turns to look at the Commander.)
You heard me.
(Titus reluctantly turns and leaves the room. To her guards:) Help her
up. (The guards move forward and help Clarke to her feet. Stepping
forward to remove Clarke’s gag. Gently:)
I’m sorry, but it had to be
this way. I had to be sure the Princess didn’t fall into the hands of my
enemies. War is brewing, Clarke. I need you.”
(Clarke lurches
forward and spits in the Commander’s face. The guards spring forward and
pull Clarke bodily from the room as she screams at Lexa.)

Clarke: (While being dragged away, enraged:) “You bitch! You wanted me? You’ve got me, I’ll kill you! Arggh!”
(Lexa
slowly wipes the spit from her face, turns and walks out onto her
balcony where she surveys Powis and all that lays within her.)

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Sherwood Forest. A few minutes’ ride outside Nettlestone.
(Robin stops his horse and the gang gather together.)
Much: “To the camp?”
Allan: “There’s no time. Listen, there’s something I haven’t told you.”
Robin: “What?”
Allan: “Marian’s gone to the castle to stop Prince John.”
Robin: “What?!”
Allan: “She wanted to save the King, she couldn’t find you and so she tried to kill the Sheriff and got caught. Long story short, I saved her, we rode back here and when I told her to stay far away from the mercenaries and she rode off towards the castle.”
(Robin turns his head away in exasperation. The gang all look to Robin.)
Robin: “Allan’s right. We haven’t got time. We go to the castle. Now! (Allan clicks to his horse and the gang ride off. Robin waits to go last.) I’m coming, my love. I’m coming.” (Robin gallops after the gang.)

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Sides Chosen (pt.5)

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Portsmouth Inn. Barn. Interior. Night.
(Marian is asleep in
the hay, leaning on a blanket-covered saddle. The door opens and she is
startled awake. Allan comes in, holding his sword belt. The Sheriff’s
keys jingle in his other hand.)
Marian: (Whispers:) “Allan. (Allan goes over to her and unlocks her chains.) Thank you.”
Allan: “I can’t kill the King.”
Marian: (Smiles:) “Better late than never. You’re a good man Allan a Dale. (Allan shakes his head:) Let’s go save Robin.“
Innkeeper: (From outside:) “Who’s there? (Opens the door and sees the barn deserted.) I swore I heard voices.”
(The innkeeper looks around then backs out the door. Outside the inn, Allan & Marian lead horses away. Once on the road, they urge the horses to gallop through the dark, headed back to Nottingham.)

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Nettlestone. Barn. Interior. Night.
(Robin is sitting on a
box in front of the wagon with Djaq kneeling at his right. Will is
sitting on a box on Robin’s other side. Much is sitting next to Will on
the floor. Little John is standing opposite Robin with his staff. On the
dirt floor, thin sticks have been arranged like the walls and doors of
the barn and the fences outside.)
Much: “This is it. (Will sighs.) This is really it. (Robin stares out at nothing. to Robin:) Forget what I said. I don’t want you to die remembering me that way.”
(Will slowly glances back at Djaq behind him.)
Robin: (Earnestly:) “Hey. I’ll remember you as my loyal friend. (Much stares a moment, then looks down, biting back a tear. Sighs.) Right. Let’s get the weapons ready. (Looks at Little John.) As soon as there’s light to see by, we go.” (Robin picks up his bow from the floor next to him and he and Will stand up.)
Little John: “No. (Robin’s shoulders fall.) No!”
Robin: (Slams his bow on top of the wagon load. Stepping towards the gang:) “John, we agreed this!” (Puts his hands on his hips.)
Little John: “You have not spoken, Robin. It’s your turn.”
Robin: (Sighs, pauses.) “We have a few moments left on this earth. Let me have my thoughts to myself. I’ll share them with you in the next life.”
(Turns away.)
Djaq: “Robin, if there is a heaven, (Much looks up with an awful thought.) yours is different from mine.”
Much: “What if there isn’t a heaven?”
Robin: “It’s almost light.”
Little John: (Admonishingly:) “Robin.” (Robin looks back at the gang.)
Robin: “You know my thoughts. They are for the poor. They are for you. And they’re for Marian. The woman I love. (Tears show in his eyes.) The woman who recently I gave a ring to.”
Djaq: “You’re engaged?”
(Robin
blinks back the tears and nods. Will looks at Much now standing beside
him to see if he knows. Much nods affirmation back at him.)

Robin: (Takes a few steps towards them.) “The woman who makes me believe that by a twist of fate we might just be able to see this through. (Much sighs and looks down.) And Much, I have betrayed your friendship. (Much slowly looks up at Robin.) But I think you know why. (Little John looks at Much. Much shakes his head slightly. Glances at the sun.) You see, I can’t face the terrors we saw. (Shaking his head:) I can’t. Because I’m not as strong as you. (Much scoffs.) I have to put them out of my mind, because if I don’t…then I wouldn’t be able to lead. I mean, I wouldn’t even be able to…”
(Chuckles because he can’t finish.)
Much: “What?”
Little John: (Realising:) “Be able to shoot.”
Much: (Frowns at Little John.) “Shoot? (Looks at Robin.) Of course he can shoot!”
Robin: “No. (Scoffs, shakes his head.) No.
John’s right. In the Holy Land, the men we saw… in bits… and screaming…
Every time I raise my bow, I see them. I hear them. And I know now,
whether it was right or wrong… what we did in the Holy Land, it makes no
difference. So I have to try… not to kill. I mean, God gave me a gift
with bow. I can kill with my eyes closed. And I have to try everything
in my power not to. (Glances at Much, shrugs, then looks at him.) And
that’s why I wasn’t there for you… in your hour of need, my friend.
Because I have to let those memories go. I just have to be free.”
Much: (Swallows, staring. Quietly:) “Why didn’t you say?”
Robin: (Shrugs, shaking his head.) “It doesn’t matter now. In a few moments, we’ll be free for ever.”
(Much
goes to Robin and gives him a long hug. Robin tries not to cry. Little
John stares at Robin with new-found respect and tries not to cry
himself. Much releases Robin, who chokes back a sob.)
Much: “Well… (turns to the gang behind him.) Here’s to freedom.”
Will: “Here’s to the poor. Here’s to the good people we leave behind.”
Little John: “We… are Robin Hood.”
All: “We are Robin Hood.”
Robin: “Thank you, my friends.”

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Portsmouth Inn. Bedchamber.
(Gisborne is asleep on his stomach, twitching as he dreams. Marian sits beside him on the bed and rubs his shoulders.)
Marian: “I should have let you look after me, Guy. I should have let you. (With Allan’s voice:) I’m your boy. I’m nothing without you.”
(Allan replaces Marian, rubbing his shoulders.)
Allan: “Right from the very beginning, [Allan’s voice fading and the Sheriff’s amplifying:] I should have let you look after me. (With the Sheriff ’s voice:) Shh.” (The Sheriff rubs Gisborne’s shoulders. Gisborne wakes up with a jerk, startling the Sheriff, and looks back at him.)
Sheriff: “Shh. (The Sheriff puts his face in Gisborne’s.) Guy, don’t be too disappointed.”
Gisborne: “What?”
Sheriff: “Your boy, Allan. He doesn’t love you any more. He’s run away. He’s lost his nerve.”
Gisborne: (Sighs and turns his head back down.) “I’ll find him.”
(Gisborne starts to get up, but the Sheriff pulls back on his shoulder.)
Sheriff: “No. No, no. Let him go. We don’t need him, hm? It’s better this way. Just us. Although, (Getting to his feet.) there is one last thing to do before we leave for the Holy Land. Get dressed and meet me at the stables.”
(The Sheriff leaves the room as Gisborne looks aside.)

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Nettlestone. Dawn.
(Allan and Marian gallop their horses into Nettlestone. Stopping to survey the scene Allan turns to Marian.)
Allan:
"You need to get out of here Marian, these mercenaries are savages, you don’t know what they’d to do women.”
Marian:
“I can look after myself Allan.”
Allan:
“Yeah but they’re armed and you’re not, unless you have a sword stashed somewhere underneath that dress? (Marian looks away annoyed that he’s right.) Exactly so I think you should sit this one out, I’m gonna have to blag my way out of this one and things might not go smoothly.”
Marian:
(Seeing that Allan is resolved to save Robin and seemingly relents.) “Fine. (She leans over and pulls Allan towards her, giving him a light kiss on the cheek.)
Give that to Robin from me.”

Allan:
(Snorts:) “I’m not being funny, but I don’t think it’s exactly going to mean the same, coming from me.”
Marian:
(Starts to turn her horse.)
“Just go, Allan – go!”
Allan: “What are you gonna do?”
Marian: “Well, I’m not staying here being useless  I’m going back to the castle to stop Prince John.”
(She rides off towards Nottingham castle as Allan frowning as watches her go, he then smiles, shaking his head, both amazed at her bravery and concerned by her stubbornness.) 
Barn. Interior.
(Robin and Much push the wagon out of the
way, then Robin grabs his bow from the top. Little John unbars the door.
Djaq and Will stand to either of side it.)
Will: “What do you think, John? A good day?”
Little John: “Oh, yes. A good day.”
(Much
draws his sword and has his shield ready. Robin looks at Little John,
who turns to the door with his staff raised, then grunts intensely but
softly. Robin looks at Djaq. Djaq looks at Will. He looks back at her.
She steps forward and kisses him. She steps back, but he still has his eyes closed, savouring
the moment. Djaq tries not to cry as Will slowly opens his eyes and
stares at her, realising what have together.)
Exterior.
(Allan rubs his hands together in the crisp autumn air of the morning, walking through the mercenaries to Ellingham.)
Allan: “Morning. Allan A Dale, Gisborne’s man. Er… I’m looking for Ellingham?”
Ellingham: “That’s me.” (Allan smiles briefly.)
Allan: “Sheriff sent me down here on an errand. Wants me to take the outlaws back to him at the castle. All right?”
Ellingham: “Oh, no. Sheriff says they’re to stay in there till they rot or till they come out to be shot.”
Allan: “Yeah? He’s changed his mind.”
Ellingham: “Why?”
Allan: “Well, it turns out they might have some information he needs. (Glances at the barn, then leans in to Ellingham. Quietly:) I think it’s probably… you know. Black Knight stuff. You’d be paid in full, obviously.”
(Ellingham thinks a moment.)
Ellingham: (Quietly:) “Aye.”
(Jerks his head at the barn. Allan walks towards the barn.)
Interior.
(The gang are ready to charge. Djaq draws her sword and looks at Will, who is still a bit bewildered from his kiss.)
Much: “Godspeed till we meet again.”
Robin: “See you in heaven, my friends.”
(Djaq nods at Robin, then looks at Will, who turns his gaze away from her to look out the crack at the mercenaries.)
Exterior.
(Allan
walks towards the barn but his way is blocked by a group of mercenaries
standing in the narrow place between the fences.)
Allan: (Smiling, politely:) “Excuse me, gents. Coming through. (The mercenaries part to let him pass. Nods.) Thank you.”
(Allan walks between the fences.)
Ellingham: “Right, let’s move out!”
(Allan keeps walking and closes his eyes, grateful his ruse is working, but dreading the moment yet to come: facing Robin.)
Mercenaries: “Move it out! Come on! Move out!”
(The mercenaries file out.)

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Interior.
Robin:
“Are we ready?”
Much: (Quietly:) “Yes.” (Raises his shield.)
Robin: “One… Two…”
Djaq: (Looking out through cracks in the door:) “Allan!”
Will: “What?”
Djaq: (Looks at Will:) “Allan A Dale.”
(They both look through the cracks and see Allan approaching the barn and glancing behind him at the departing mercenaries.)
Exterior.
(Allan bangs a fist on the door.)
Allan: “Open up!”
Interior.
(Djaq looks at Robin.)
Allan: “I’m here on behalf of the Sheriff!”
Robin: (Motions with his hand.) “Let him in.”
Little John: “Kill him!”
Robin: (Stepping over and putting his hand on his shoulder:) “John, calm down.” (Much dashes behind Djaq, who opens the door.)
Exterior.
(The door opens.)
Allan: “Oh, thank God.” (Steps inside.)
Interior.
(Djaq closes the door as Much grabs Allan by the coat.)
Much: “What do you want? What do you want?”
Allan: “Listen! (Grabs Much’s arm.) We haven’t got time to talk now, all right? I’ve spun ‘em a yarn. We’ve got to get out of here before they’re on to me—”
Much: (Interrupting:) “We? We?!”
Allan: (Earnestly:) “I’m with you. Trust me. (Allan looks beseechingly at Robin. Robin nods slightly.) I’ve been an idiot. I’m sorry. But right now we’ve got work to do. The Sheriff and Gisborne are going to the Holy Land.”
Much: “The Holy Land?”
Allan: “They’re on a boat from Portsmouth. They’re going to kill the King.”
(Robin
grimaces and hangs his head at the news. The others exchange
incredulous glances. Little John looks outside. A horse whinnies.)
Robin: “Right. We need to get out of here. Now.”

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Portsmouth Inn. Barn.
(The Sheriff stands looking at the empty restraints that once held Marian. Gisborne enters and clears his throat.)
Sheriff:
(Motioning toward the empty shackles:) “It appears your leper friend has left us too.”
(Guy bows his head and closes his eyes a moment.)
Gisborne:
(As the Sheriff turns to face him:) “Are we ready to leave?”


Sheriff:
“Not quite no, that one last issue we had to deal with?”
Gisborne:
“What is it?”
Sheriff:
(Pointing his dagger casually at Gisborne:) “Glad you asked. (Begins to pace up and down as he speaks:) You see Prince John left me with the honour… nay the privilege of being the one to kill the King. He was adamant in fact that it be I who dealt the killing blow. But why?”
Gisborne: (Feigning innocence:) “Perhaps as a reward for years of service? Or being the leader of the Black Knights.”
Sheriff: (Considering:) “Possibly. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from the Prince is that there’s always something else you don’t see coming. So, I’ve, er, been thinking about our relationship. We should work on it.”
(The Sheriff circles Gisborne, who is careful to keep himself facing the Sheriff.)
Gisborne: “Our relationship?”
Sheriff: “It’s been a little strained in the past don’t you think? But in the light of our upcoming journey well, I think unity is the best way forward…. Unity between you and me, hm? Standing strong, together, don’t you think? (Gisborne says nothing.) The past is the past. We should leave it behind us. (Gisborne nods in agreement.) Although, it is a bit of a shame your leper friend escaped.”
Gisborne: “I would’ve thought you’d be pleased to be without her company for the journey.”
Sheriff:
“Oh I am. I just meant that its a shame because she’s such a pretty girl. Such bravery, such beauty. I can see why you like her so much, apart from her obvious love of Robin Hood of course. (Gisborne looks angry then restrains himself before the Sheriff continues.) She’s made a fool of you Gisborne. Time and time again, she’s been laughing at you with Hood behind your back.


She’s made fools of us all, making us dance to her tune, deceiving us at every turn.“
Gisborne:
(Impatiently:) “Is there a reason for this diatribe, my Lord?”
Sheriff:
(Smiles:) “Good. I can feel your anger, don’t lose it. Use it against the King and you shall take your place among the Gods of men, Gisborne. Forget the leper. (Gisborne nods:) Especially as just before we left – I told the castle guards to kill Lady Marian on sight. (Gisborne has a pained expression:) And, should she be foolish enough to try and rescue Hood…”

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Gisborne: “What?”
Sheriff: “Well, lets just say that
once my mercenaries take their turns making sure Marian suffers over and
over and over again… There won’t be much left of her before they
string her up alongside Hood!”
(Gisborne watches as the Sheriff
bites his hand mockingly and this is enough – Gisborne suddenly draws
his sword and takes a hack at the Sheriff. The Sheriff steps aside to
avoid it. Gisborne stabs, and the Sheriff steps the other way. Gisborne
swings and the Sheriff ducks. Gisborne has the Sheriff at the point of
his sword and is slowly advancing on him.)
Sheriff: “All this for a woman?!”


Gisborne: "You represent everything that’s loathsome in a man.”
Sheriff: “I thought that’s why you liked me. I was always fond of you, Gisborne. (Gisborne swings his sword at the Sheriff; the Sheriff retreats.) Not overly fond… (Gisborne swings his sword. The Sheriff ducks.) … but fond.”
(The
Sheriff pulls his own sword and holds it out at Gisborne. Gisborne
retreats a step, then attacks. The Sheriff and Gisborne tumble around
fighting, neither gaining the advantage.)

Sheriff: (Panting:) “Did Prince John put you up to this? He asked me to kill you, do you hear me, Gisborne? (Gisborne sits up slowly as the Sheriff advances.) This is nothing but sport for him. Putting us up against each other? Unity, Gisborne.” (Gisborne kicks the Sheriff in the groin and the Sheriff drops his sword.)
Gisborne: “This isn’t for Prince John. (Gisborne grabs the Sheriff’s coat and throws him into the wall, then punches him in his back.) This is for me! (Gisborne punches the Sheriff to the ground and picks up his sword.) I will be rid of you.” (The Sheriff turns over on to his back, hiding a knife lying on the steps under him.)
Sheriff:
“Quickly, quickly, please, I beg you. (Gisborne holds his sword to the
Sheriff ’s throat as the Sheriff feigns fear.)
Have mercy on me.”

Gisborne: “You have no idea how much pleasure this is going to give me.
You’re going to die slowly and I’m going to watch the venom drain from
your body as you die.”


Sheriff: “Oh, Gisborne, please. Don’t disgrace me. Kill me quickly. (Gisborne hesitates, then raises his sword over his head. The Sheriff quickly sits up and stabs Gisborne in the thigh with the knife and lets it go, still stuck in the leg. Gisborne roars with pain, doubles over and drops the sword. The Sheriff kicks Gisborne in the head. Gisborne falls back to the floor, gets himself up and cries out in rage. The Sheriff picks up the fallen sword. Gisborne grabs the Sheriff ’s arm and punches him in the stomach, then the Sheriff elbows him and kicks him in the groin. Gisborne struggles backwards groaning in pain as the Sheriff advances.) You know, I loved you like a son. (Gisborne looks up at the Sheriff.) And you loved me like a father once… I know you did. (Gisborne spits at the Sheriff.) Humanity is a weakness, Gisborne. It’s always been your failing. I tried to teach you. But now I send you to await your lady love.“
(The Sheriff raises the sword. Gisborne closes his eyes in anticipation of the strike but it never
comes. There is a loud clanging sound as The Innkeeper wallops the Sheriff in
the back of the head with the shovel. He slumps to the ground.)

Innkeeper: “There’ll be no killing in my establishment!”
(Gisborne, catching his breath, notices the dagger still sticking out
of his leg. Painfully he removes it then shakily gets to his feet. drag
the unconscious Vaisey to the wall.)

Gisborne: (To the Innkeeper:) “Thank you.”
Innkeeper: (Pointing at Gisborne’s leg:) “You need to get that looked at.”
Gisborne: “No, I don’t have time. I need a horse.”
Innkeeper: (Nods:) “What about him?”
Gisborne: (Looks down at the unconscious Sheriff and gets an idea:) “He has a boat to catch.”

Kalila & Dimna (pt.4)

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Nettlestone. Barn. Interior.
(The gang are sitting in a
half-circle round a fire on the barn floor. Will and Robin are sitting
on adjacent boxes on the left. Little John and Much are sharing a large
one between Robin and Djaq. Djaq is sitting on a high stool. Behind
little John and Much is a large loaded wagon, put there to barricade the
door for the night.)
Djaq: “So I admire you. All of you.
You are good men. Brave… generous, kind, decent men. And I love you.
All of you. And I am proud to be amongst you—”
Much: (Interrupting:) “Is this what this is? Just everyone saying they love each other?”
Djaq: (Holds up her hand to him.) “Wait… and you’re filthy. (Little John looks up.) And you really stink and you have no souls.”
(Robin smiles. Will smiles and looks down.)
Little John: “We live in the forest.”
Djaq: “I have to be honest! (Djaq
pauses and looks at Will, who is fondly smiling at her, but looks down
as soon as he catches her gaze. She looks aside. Taps her knees with her
hands, thinking.)
I have to be honest. (Marshalling her thoughts and courage:) And if I am being honest… I have to say… that I… do not love all of you in the same way.”
Much: “It’s me, isn’t it? You love everyone but you don’t love me. Brilliant.”
(Little John sits up and sighs.)
Djaq: (Looking past Will at the wall:) “There is one… I do love… (Will slowly looks up at Djaq, not daring to hope.)… more than the others. (Staring off to the either side of Will:) The way a bird would… fly two thousand miles through storms… just to be with the one he loves. That is the love I feel. (Looks aside.) And I am a fool, (Will stares at Djaq.) because it is only now, when we are about to die… (looks Will in the eyes…) that I have the courage to admit it… even to myself. (Will is amazed.) I’m sorry. I should have said earlier.”
Much: (Whispers to Little John:) “Will. (Little John smiles at Much.) I knew it.”
(Robin, leaning back on the post with his arms folded, looks sideways at Will next to him.)
Djaq: “You, Will Scarlett, are strong and true and you fight for what you believe in. And that’s why I love you.”
Will: “And I love you. (Djaq gives a slight chuckle, happy to know he returns her love.) I love the way you say what you mean. I love your silly voice.”
Djaq: “Silly voice? (Will laughs.) That’s it. I take it back, all of it. (Robin silently chuckles.) I hate you.”
Will: “And I love the way you fight (Growling a bit:) like a man. Ferocious. (Shakes his head slightly.) And the way you will always… always be a woman.”
(Much throws back his cloak and stands.)
Much: “Kalimnah. Boring.”
Djaq: (Absently, staring into Will’s eyes:) “Kalila.”
Much: “Whatever.” (Djaq chuckles slightly, she and Will paying little attention to anybody else but themselves.)

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The Portsmouth Road Inn. Barn. Interior. Night.
(Marian
sits with her back to the wall. Gisborne opens the door and looks in to
find Marian fingering her manacles. He stares at her, wrestling with his
thoughts. Allan opens the inn’s door and sees Gisborne at the stable
door. Allan raises his eyebrows questioningly at Gisborne.)
Gisborne: “Can I trust you?”
Allan: (Takes a step forward.) “Yeah, of course.” (Marian is listening intently.)
Gisborne: “Tell me…”
Allan: “Tell you what?”
Gisborne: “Robin Hood and Marian.”
Allan: (Stares a moment, then shakes his head.) “What about them?”
Gisborne: (Quietly:) “They’re still… aren’t they?”
Allan: “Look, even if they were, he’s finished now, all right?”
Gisborne: (Voice breaking slightly:) “That’s not an answer, Allan! I need to know.” (The Sheriff opens the inn’s door.)
Sheriff: (Humming the Westminster chimes:) “Dee dum doo day. (Allan looks at him. Gisborne turns his teary eyes into the stable.) What’s this? Kissing in the moonlight? Huh? (Allan chuckles quietly. Gisborne glares at the Sheriff, his mood suddenly turned to indignation.) Shall I go out, come back in again? What do you think?”
Gisborne: (to Allan:) “Go to bed.”
Allan: “Yeah.” (Allan leaves.)

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A Campsite Outside Nettlestone.
(Octavia is tending to her horse as Lincoln approaches.)
Lincoln: (to the horse:) “Hey Helios. How’s our girl doing? (Octavia continues to clean the horse’s shoes, ignoring Lincoln.) Hey, what’s the matter?”
Octavia: (Sighs:) “You can work in their mills and earn their money, but you’ll never be one of them.”
Lincoln: “There can’t be an ‘us’ or ‘them’ if we want to survive.”
Octavia: “You’re being naive. Most people aren’t like you, Lincoln.”
Lincoln: “Clarke isn’t like other people, she tried to unify our people.”
Octavia: “And the Commander found another way.”
Lincoln: “A way that abandoned these villagers when they needed us most.”
Octavia: “And that’s exactly why they’ll never accept us. They hate us here. We don’t need their money to survive. We can live off the land. We can go far away, live anywhere we want to. It’s what we always wanted, Lincoln.”
Lincoln: “I just…I don’t know, I feel like we have unfinished business. What the Commander did wasn’t right and… I want to atone for that somehow.”
Octavia: “What Lexa did was her decision, not yours. The only person you owe anything to is yourself.”
Lincoln: (Smiles:) “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
(Lincoln leans down for a kiss.)
Octavia: (Pulls away:) “Hopefully you won’t ever need to find out.”
(Octavia turns and leads the horse away, leaving Lincoln to consider her words.)
Underground Tunnel. Location Unknown.
(Clarke is sat tied to a pillar as Roan surveys the damage Clarke’s knife attack caused to his body.)
Roan: (Winces as he touches the wound:) “Another inch and I’d be dead. (Glances over to Clarke who says nothing. Scoffs:) Now she’s quiet.”
(Roan walks over to the fire pit and pulls his knife from it. Slowly, he brings the glowing hot blade to his wound and cauterizes the wound. Mockingly:) Princess Eleanor, the next in line to England’s throne.“
Clarke: "I’m no one.”
Roan: “There’s a lot of people out there right now looking for no one. But I’m not interested in them. To me? You’re someone who’s going to bring me back home to my people.”

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Nettlestone. Barn. Exterior. Night.
(Ellingham and his messenger are eating. Ellingham glances at the barn.)
Interior.
Djaq: “John?” (Robin
and Little John are sitting hunched over. Much is leaning back against
the ladder with his arms folded. Little John looks up, shakes his head
and looks down again.)

Little John: “No.”
Will: “John, come on.”
Djaq: “Who do you love?”
(Little John glances up quickly and quietly at Djaq, then sighs. He shakes his head, not knowing what to say.)
Little John: “You. All of you. (Pointing with his thumb at Much behind him:) Even him. (Irritably:) I love you all, all right? (Little John stands and walks near Much. He stops a long moment, sighs and turns around to face the fire.) And Alice. (Robin shifts in his seat, feeling for Little John.) I shouldn’t have let her go. And my boy… Little Little John. I should have… made them stay.”
Robin: “John, you didn’t have a choice.”
Little John: “Let me speak. (Robin turns to the fire.) Leaving Alice… running to the forest… (shakes his head)… It was wrong. Wrong! (Walking past Much:) That’s why I’m a… huge, ugly, stupid, useless coward!”
Will: “John!”
Little John: “That’s why I’m always saying it, Much. ‘Today is a good day to die?’ Because for me, it is! (Much can’t look at Little John.) I deserve to die. I left the people that loved me, the two people that should have depended on me. My own child! Wh— (shakes his head)… Oh, God! What was I thinking?!”
Robin: “John… (Little John takes off his coat.)… I’ll not let you talk like this.”
Little John: “I’m going now. (Robin puts his hands over his face.) I won’t wait till tomorrow.” (Little John goes to the cart blocking the door.)
Robin: “John.”
Little John: “Let’s move this cart. (Robin and Will stand up. Little John puts his back to the cart and tries to push it as Will goes over to him. Mutters:) Move this thing! (Louder:) I need to die! I want to die! (Will pulls Little John’s head to him. Djaq looks aside in anguish for him.) Let me die! Let me die!”
Will: “John!”
Little John: “Let me die! (Will tries to hold on to Little John. He looks back at Robin, who is watching, leaning on the post with one hand on his hip.) I want to die now!”
Much: (to Djaq:) “Is this normal? This Kalimnah thing? (Djaq looks at Much sadly.) ‘Cause it’s weird!” (Little John’s emotions take over and he sinks to sitting on the floor and crying.)

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Portsmouth Inn. Bedchamber. Night.
(The Sheriff, Gisborne
and Allan have beds in a row. The Sheriff is asleep in the first bed
with Marian’s keys in his grip. Gisborne, in the second, is asleep on
his back with an arm over his eyes. Last is Allan, sitting up, awake,
unhappily pondering his dilemma, his past choices, his future path. He
glances at the Sheriff.)

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Sherwood Forest.
(Lincoln walks through the trees and comes upon Octavia’s camp. Wordlessly he walks over and covers her with a blanket. Octavia stirs from her sleep and looks to her lover. As Lincoln lowers himself to lay beside her, Octavia lowers her head back down and scoots forward to allow Lincoln some room. Taking his hand in hers, Octavia brings it close to her chest as the pair turn in for the night.)

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Nettlestone. Barn. Interior. Night.
(Little John, recovered, has resumed his place by the fire.)
Little John: “Robin, sorry about that.”
(Robin says nothing, but nods slightly. Much paces behind him, and walks briskly to Djaq.)
Much: “Look, I’m not doing this.”
Djaq: “Fine.”
Much: “Good. (Looking at the others:) Because I don’t hate myself and I’m not in love with anyone else, so…”
Djaq: “Fine.”
Much: “Fine. Well, there’s nothing to say then. (Turns and walks past Robin. Robin sniggers quietly, looking at the floor. Much stops and looks at him.) What?”
Robin: (Looks up at Much.) “What?”
Much: “You’re smiling.”
Robin: (Chuckles and looks away.) “I’m smiling because usually it’s a struggle to shut you up.”
Much: (Nods.) “You think I talk too much. (Robin stares incredulously at Much as he walks away. Pacing:)
Well, I know that’s what you think. Much talks too much. And eats too
much. Worries too much. It’s easy for you to say because if I don’t do
it, then who does? (Robin rolls his head, flustered, but says
nothing, leans back on the post and listens to Much, who is finally
letting out his feelings.)
It’s all right for you because you can
just breeze through life and be everyone’s hero and not have to worry
about the simple things (Robin’s eyes look at Much.) like the fire or the food or the hole in your cape or your birthday! ‘Cause good old… dependable Much will take care of that. (Nods, walking to stand next to Robin:) Well, I tell you something. (Points at Robin.) You take me for granted. (Robin scoffs and shakes his head.) You’re sniggering at me now.”
Robin: “Much, I’m just saying—”
Much: (Interrupting:) “You shouldn’t! (Robin falls silent and presses his lips together. Turns, walking away:) And I’m angry! (Djaq
watches Much sympathetically. Will feels for Much, too. Much puts his
hand to his forehead. Robin looks at Much and Little John turns his head
to look at Much, too.)
And just because I love you doesn’t mean I
can’t hate you, too. And I hate you. Because in the Holy Land there was
two of us and we were a team and the things we went through and the
horrors we saw… Went through them together! And when we came home we
were like brothers. Brothers-in-arms. And where is that now, eh? (Robin lowers his eyes, unable to look at Much any longer.) It’s gone. That’s where! You never talk. You just don’t. (Robin sadly stares out at nothing. Sighs.)
And you made me a free man and we’re meant to be equals. We’re not
equals. The only thing that’s changed round here is you still treat me
like a servant, you don’t treat me like your friend.”
Robin: (Quietly:) “That’s not true. (Little John sits up. Robin glances at Djaq, then Little John with his eyes. Little John glares at Robin.) Is it true?”
(Little
John’s expression doesn’t change. Much looks at Djaq and Will, sees
their silent faces staring at Robin, and nods, his point made, but not
entirely happy with his success. Robin closes his eyes and hangs his
head with a sigh.)
Much: “Oh, Kalillah.”
(Walks away. Robin sits still a moment, head down, then looks up.)
Robin: “Well, they’re not coming tonight, that’s for sure. We’ll make a plan for the morning.” (Stands and walks away.)

Coaches & Carriages (pt.3)

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Nottingham Castle. Courtyard.
(Two soldiers escort Marian
by her arms to the coach. Isabella, watching from an alcove, makes eye
contact with Marian who simply shakes her head. Isabella turns and heads
towards the main doors to head them off. The Sheriff follows, putting
on his gloves. Allan stops Gisborne at the top of the steps.)
Allan: “Listen, Guy, Guy. (Gisborne stops.) Are we really killing the King?”
Gisborne: “Part of the inner sanctum now, Allan. You should be honoured.”
(Gisborne goes down the steps. Allan follows.)
Allan: “No, no. I am. I am. It’s just…” (sighs)
Gisborne: “This is the ultimate mission and carries with it the ultimate prize. (Turns around, reaching the coach.) Absolute power.”
Allan: “Well, yeah, for you and the Sheriff.”
Gisborne: “And you. Allan, your loyalty will be rewarded in land and title, I’ll see to that.”
Allan: “Really?”
Gisborne: “Really.”
Allan: “What, you mean… you mean like a lordship or something?”
(Gisborne
raises his eyebrows and turns to the coach. Allan ponders the
possibility. Gisborne nods his head towards the coach and Allan gets in.
Isabella races towards the doors.)
Isabella: “Guy! What’s going on?, Where are you taking-”
Prince John: (Appearing casually from behind Isabella:) “Carry on Gisborne, make haste now.”
(Gisborne
nods then smirks at his sister and enters the coach. Soldiers close its
iron doors. The Prince and Isabella watch as the coach rattles through
the gate. The portcullis is lowered behind it and the sentries resume
their post in front with crossed halberds.)

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Prince John: “Now my dear, what shall we do with you? (Isabella looks at him anxiously:) Did you know that Lady Marian was the Nightwatchman?”
Isabella: (Composing herself, refusing to be intimidated by the Prince:) “Yes, Sire. I know the secrets of many people. (Defiantly:) Gathering
information is what I do, it allows me to see everyone for who they
truly are. To know their strengths and their weaknesses. It’s how I’ve
survived for so long.”
Prince John: (Smiling malevolently:) “Oh
you adorable girl, don’t misunderstand me. We’re kindred spirits, you
and I. I just want to show you something, come with me to Locksley.”
(The Prince offers his arm and after a moment’s hesitation, Isabella takes it unsure of what he has planned.)

Nettlestone. Barn. Interior.
(Robin sits down where Will was
sitting earlier working on arrows and puts his face in his hands. Djaq
throws her head back as the drums start again. Robin stands and goes to
the door.)
Much: “Now what?” (Leans on the ladder. Bagpipes begin to play.)
Exterior.
(A
drummer and piper cross in front of Ellingham, who is swishing his
fingers back and forth to the rhythm. When he thinks Robin is watching,
he moves a finger to motion across his throat.)
Interior.
Much:
“This is driving me mad! Why don’t they just come in here and kill us?”
Robin: “’Cause there’s no incentive, Much. (Turns around and walks towards Much. Little John is pacing.) Every hour that goes by we become more fearful… more tired… more likely to take foolish action.”
Will: “The foolish action was bringing us here in the first place.”
Much: “I’ve said I’m sorry!”
Little John: “Well, that’s not good enough.”
Much: “Oh, you’ve never made a mistake. I’m not saying anything.”
Little John: “What?”
Much: “I’m not saying anything. (Little John walks over to Much and raises his eyebrows. Much stands up, pointing at him.) You brought the Sheriff to our camp! You showed him where we live!” (Glances at Robin.)
Little John: “I was trying to feed the poor! That’s what we used to do! What’s this all about? Feeding your fat face!”
Much: “Fat face? Look who’s talking!”
Robin: (Walking past them:) “Shut up! The pair of you! (Little John walks away.) This is exactly what they want us to do. (Turns around.) Fighting amongst ourselves and save them the trouble. Don’t give them the satisfaction! (Much is ashamed. Sighs.) In fact… I think we need to relax.”
Will: “Relax?”
Robin: “It’s my birthday. Let’s celebrate. (Pats Much’s hands at his sides.) Let’s eat. Djaq, what do we need for this..Kalila and Dimna thing?”
Djaq: “Nothing, we just need to sit in a circle and…be honest with each other.”
Robin: “Alright then, good.” (Little John follows Robin to the table.)
Much: (Whispers to Little John as he passes:) “I haven’t got a fat face.”
Little John: (Whispers:) “Fat face!”
Much: (Whispers:) “Badger beard!”

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The road to Portsmouth.
(The coach travels down the road. Allan and Marian ride with their backs to the front facing the Sheriff and Gisborne.)
Marian: “Are you seriously going to the Holy Land?”
Sheriff: “Yes, yes. I’ve never been before, have you? They say the weather’s wonderful. (Looks out the window.) Guy’s been before. (Marian looks sharply at Gisborne.) Haven’t you, Gizzy?”
Marian: “You’ve been before? (Gisborne scowls at Marian. Scoffs.) Then it’s true. You tried to kill the King.” (Stares at Gisborne, mouth slightly open.)
Gisborne: (Stares back a moment.) “What? Feel betrayed?”
Marian: “Are you going to try and kill the King again?”
Sheriff: “Yeeeeees.
Mm. And you could say that it’s Robin Hood’s fault. You see, Robin did
warn the King to be on his guard when he lands. So, first plan,
mercenaries in the port… (scratches his neck)… dead in the water. The new plan, instead of waiting for him, we, er… we pay him a little visit.” (Grins evilly.)
Marian: “Mohammed not coming to the mountain.”
Sheriff: “Mm, indeed. (to Gisborne:) Shall I use that? (Elbows Gisborne.) Hm?” (Marian rolls her eyes.)

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Locksley.
(The village is decorated with garlands and
flowers. Two men bring a pig on a spit, ready to be roasted, past rows
of long tables. The villagers stand and applaud as they pass by and set
it over a fire between the manor and the church. Prince John’s carriage
arrives from behind Locksley Manor. Isabella sits to the right of Prince
John as they talk.)


Prince John: “With Vaisey and your brother both gone for awhile, Nottingham will be needing a new Sheriff.”
Isabella: “Yes, Sire.”
Prince John: “And
so, having discussed the matter with Vaisey, we both agreed that there
could be no one better suited for the position than you my dear.”
Isabella: (Surprised:) “Me? I..I… well I’m flattered my Lord.”
Prince John: “Yes I thought you might be. Of course there will be one final
assessment to be made, to make sure you’re ready for the job.”
Isabella: “Anything, Sire. Put me to the task.”
(The
Prince smiles broadly and then turns his attention towards the
villagers. After several moments of silence, Isabella also looks to the
gathering of people.)
Isabella: “Looks like a wedding.”
Prince John: “I love weddings. (Smiles and stands.) I shall speak with them. You’ll join me? (Prince John gets out of the carriage. Isabella walks with the Prince towards the people.) I took what you said about getting the people to love me to heart, it truly inspired me. (A boy comes up with a flower for Prince
John. A few men follow him.)
Hello, young man. (Takes the flower.) Oh, thank you.” (Isabella walks forward.)
Village Man: “Would His Highness give us his blessing?” (Stretches his arm out to welcome him forward.)
Isabella: “They would be honoured if you would bless the bride and groom.”
Prince John: “Of course. (Smiles and exaggeratedly swaggers forward.) Hah! Are you the bride and groom?”
Bride/Groom: “Yes, sir, Your Highness.”
Prince John: (Holds his hand over the couple.) “I wish you prosperity and happiness.”
Bride/Groom: (Bow.) “Thank you, sir.”
Prince John: “And I’m so glad that I could bring you sun today. (The
villagers laugh. Prince John chuckles, turns and walks back to his
carriage. The church bell rings and the villagers make their way to the
church. Prince John steps into the carriage and Isabella mounts her
horse. The Prince waves and smiles at the villagers, who wave back.)
Wait until they’re all inside the church and then burn it to the ground. (Smells
his flower. Isabella is shocked. The last villager waves at the Prince,
and he waves back. Isabella is panicked for them.)
Burn it.”
(Two
soldiers on horseback with cold torches gallop forward. The church
doors close. They hold the torches to the flames under the pig to light
them. One gallops by and throws the torch onto the roof. It lights the
shingles, then drops to the ground and the wall is quickly engulfed in
flames. Prince John smiles. A third soldier runs forward and puts a
stick through the handles, barring it closed. The second torchbearer
lights the walls on the other side. Isabella can’t help but watch. The
flames rise and the people inside scream. The doors shake but don’t
open.)
   

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(A soldier lights a wooden cross outside the church as Prince John laughs. Inside, people are crying and screaming.)  
Prince John: “You’re being punished! For intolerable disloyalty to me!

For harbouring and assisting Robin Hood, his outlaws and my traitorous niece for all I know! And may God forgive you!”
Village Man 1: “To the river, quick!”
Village Man 2: “More buckets!”
Village Woman: “We need more water here!”
Village Man 1: “Bring more water!”
(The men race with buckets from the pond.)
Prince John: (Whining:) “No, no, no, no, no! They’re trying to put the fire out. That’s not what I want! (The villagers dump water on the flames but the church is completely engulfed.) Stop them, all of you! Go on!”
(The
soldiers all rush towards the villagers, drawing their swords and
holding the frantic villagers at bay. A soldier sets fire to the back
wall. Prince John sits, watching.)

Isabella: “Do you want them to love you?”
Prince John: “Of course. And I think they do love me. But I will have respect as well as love.”
Isabella: “Any landowner can subjugate his serf; only a king can liberate them. A benevolent king is loved.”
Prince John: “But I am benevolent. (Looks at Isabella, amazed, and double takes.) Come with me. (The
Prince rises from his carriage once again and walks over to the
gathered villagers. The screams of the wedding party still trapped
inside the burning church ring out vehemently.)
If you won’t love me, then by God you’ll fear me!”

Isabella: “Sire, please this is madness.”
Prince John: (Affronted by the word, the Prince rounds on Isabella:) “Madness? The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. These (with derision:) people
are what’s wrong with this country. They lay around all day and thumb
their noses at my authority and are rewarded by the likes of Robin Hood.
Well I say no more. (Stepping closer to Isabella:) This is what
it means to show strength. To have the courage of your convictions. Zero
tolerance for all those who would dare challenge their monarch.”
Isabella: “Sire, people are dying!”
Prince John: “The
disloyal are dying, nothing more! This is your test Isabella, turn your
back on those unworthy of your compassion. As my Sheriff I am offering
you power and position the likes of which few have ever known. (He walks past her back to his carriage and climbs inside. Raising a finger.) I will never offer you this opportunity again.”
(The
Prince leans back against the plush seat of the carriage awaiting
Isabella’s decision. Isabella looks back at the inferno desperate to save the villagers. She closes
her eyes, taking a deep breath and does what she must.)
Isabella: “Sire, while those people may not love you, please know that I do. If you spare their lives I will show you just how much love I have to give you.”
Prince John: (Raises an eyebrow:) “Is that so? (Isabella nods. He sighs:) Oh, very well. (Nods to a soldier to call off his men, allowing the other villagers to resume rescuing those trapped inside the church. Chuckling at Isabella:) Ah, I love the refusal before the surrender.”
(He smiles and briey raises his eyebrows before taking Isabella’s hand and pulling her into the carriage beside him. Isabella’s expression is one of grim resignation.)

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Nettlestone Mill.
(The air is thick with dust and flour as the mill is in full swing. A tall man climbs the ladder with one hand, carrying four sacks of grain over one shoulder. Placing the sacks where they are needed, the man stops briefly to remove his shirt and use it to wipe the sweat from his brow. As he turns we see that it is Lincoln. An older bearded man walks up to him.)
Albert: "Good work, lad. Very good.”
Lincoln: (Humbly:) “Thanks, boss.”
Albert: “Yes… (Absent-mindedly:) Very good. (Glances over his shoulder at his other workers.) Listen, Lincoln, could I have a word?”
Lincoln: “Yes Sir.”
(The older man motions for Lincoln to lean against the banister with him.)
Albert: “Now, there’s no easy way for me to say this, son, but I’m going to have to let you go.”
Lincoln: (Taken aback:) “Have I done something wrong? Tell me and I’ll put it right.”
Albert: “No, no, it’s nothing you’ve done. In fact you’re the hardest worker I’ve got.”
Lincoln: “Then can I ask why?”
Albert: (Looks over his shoulder again then back to Lincoln:) “Well it’s the other workers you see. They just aren’t comfortable with you being here.”
Lincoln: “With all due respect, Sir, I don’t come here for the camaraderie.”
Albert: “I know that, I do.”
Lincoln: “I’m here hours before anyone else and I sweep up after them. You just said I’m your hardest worker.”
Albert: “I know that, I know. I… I just can’t keep you on, I’m sorry. (Glancing back:) I just can’t afford the hassle.”
Lincoln: “Sir, I need this job. I’ve earned the right to work here.”
Albert: “Yes you have, and I admit this isn’t right at all-”
Lincoln: “Then let me stay!”
Albert: (sighs:) “I can’t. I just can’t. You’ll be paid what you’re owed I promise you that.”
(Lincoln looks at his boss a moment before picking up his shirt and starting back down the ladder. As he reaches the floor a group of workers begin heckling and jeering him as he leaves the mill.)
Worker: “So long, savage!”
Worker 2: “Good riddance!”
Somewhere In The Woods.
(Roan leads Clarke through the trees as he checks his map. Pocketing it, Roan pulls Clarke towards the entrance to a tunnel.)
Roan: (Looking behind him checking they’re not being followed:) “Scream again and we’re both dead.”
(Roan shoves Clarke ahead of him inside the tunnel.)

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The Portsmouth Road Inn. Exterior. Near sunset.
(The coach
arrives at the inn. A servant rushes to open the coach doors. The
Sheriff gets out first as the innkeeper steps out to greet them.)
Innkeeper: “How many beds are you after?”
(Gisborne gets out and Allan behind him.)
Sheriff: (Holds up three fingers.) “Three.”
Innkeeper: (to Allan:) “And you? With the horses?”
Sheriff: “No-no-no. (Pointing to Marian getting out:) No. This one.” (Chuckles. The innkeeper is appalled at the idea.)
Inn’s barn. Interior.
(Gisborne
pulls a chain attached to a cuff on Marian’s wrist through a ring on
the wall, pulling her back. The Sheriff stands in the doorway.)
Marian: (to the Sheriff:) “You’d better not sleep tonight. (The Sheriff looks up, unperturbed, as Gisborne fastens the chain.) Robin Hood will find out what you’re doing and he will come and he will stop you.”
Sheriff: “It’s, erm… it’s Robin Hood’s birthday today. Did you know that? He’s having a party… (Marian makes a “so what?” face.)… in Nettlestone village. (Chuckles. Allan enters quietly behind the Sheriff, listening intently.) And somebody’s invited one hundred of my fiercest mercenaries. (Gisborne smirks and leaves for the inn.) And they’ve, erm… (Marian looks down, picturing Robin’s predicament.) … they’ve got him surrounded. So… so Robin Hood is no more. (Marian looks at the Sheriff defiantly.) Hm? Well, sleep tight. Oh, and don’t let the horseflies bite.“ (Winks and leaves. Allan looks at Marian before turning to follow.)
Marian: (Whispers:) "Allan! Allan! (Allan looks to see if the Sheriff heard, then turns and goes to Marian.) You can’t go through with this.”
Allan: “I can. You heard him, Marian. Robin’s finished.”
Marian: “Not if we get away!”
Allan: “Shh.”
Marian: “We’ll go back to Nottingham. We have to help him.”
Gisborne: (From the inn:) “Allan?!”
Allan: “Coming!”
(Allan
gives Marian a helpless look and goes to the door, where he glances
back. Marian looks at him beseechingly. Allan goes inside.)