But, At What Cost? (pt.6)

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Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
(Little John and Much man the closed doors of the Great Hall on the balcony. Little John opens the door, throws something out, then spits and closes the door again. Meanwhile, Much yells down to Will.)
Much: “Will, get up here! We can’t hold them!”
(Will, who is helping Djaq, pours from a large pitcher.)
Will: “Just a little bit longer!”
(Clarke stands at his side.)
Clarke: “Come on!”
(Allan, Robin & Gisborne emerge from the tunnel.)
Allan: “Leave the door! Everyone is to follow me! Robin’s orders! (Allan helps Gisborne down to sit on the floor against a barrel.) With me! To the cellars!(Allan leads the peasants out.) Those who can walk help those who can’t.” (Robin leans wearily on a barrel next to Will as Marian runs over to Gisborne.)
Marian: “Guy, what happened?”
Gisborne: “The Sheriff…Isabella…it was a trap.”
Marian: (As Djaq arrives:) “Well you hang on, Djaq will look after you.”
Gisborne: “If anyone can.”
Djaq: “Shh. Less talking I have to see your wound.”
Robin: (Trying to focus, to Will:) “Are we ready?”
Will: “Yeah, we’re done, we’re done. (Looks at Robin with concern.) Are you all right?”
Robin: (Shakes his head solemnly. Mouths:) “No. (Robin grimaces with the first twinge of the poison’s effects. Will nods, understanding Robin doesn’t want to talk about it, but suspects something very wrong with Robin. Shouting impatiently:) Get these people out!”
Will: “Come on!”
Djaq: (Calmly, while tending to Gisborne:) “Robin, look around you. These people are gravely injured, they cannot be moved. And Gisborne? (Djaq looks up to see Marian holding Gisborne’s hand.) I need to operate right away.”
Robin: (Frustratedly:) “We are running out of time and options here! (Looking around:) Start breaking up the ladders for litters we need to get the wounded out of the castle via the tunnel before Vaisey’s army returns.”
(The
gang stand around mutely, watching Djaq prepare to operate on Gisborne
as Robin paces, trying to think. Marian glances at Clarke.)

Marian: “I think I have an idea! Grab as much of Djaq’s concoction as you can and follow me.”

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Nottingham Castle. Poolside.
(Allan and Little John are
positioning barrels on opposite corners of the large swimming
pool. Marian and Clarke do the same with their own
barrels.)
Clarke: “Are you sure this will work?”
Marian: “We have to try. This is the only way we can stop Vaisey’s
army without destroying the rest of the castle.”
Clarke: “How will this work?”
Marian: (Speaking loud enough for Allan and John to hear:) “When the second explosion happens, that’s our signal to light our barrels.”
Allan: (Turning to Little John:) “Are we really going to blow it all up? (Little John makes a face and shrugs. Rubbing his hands together:) Should make one hell of a bang!”

(Little John laughs and nods.)

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Outside Nottingham. Graveyard.
(Much is muttering and complaining to Will as he climbs down the graveyard entrance to the tunnel.)
Much: “Why is it always me? I’m always the decoy.”
Will: “Because after you embarrassed him by saving Marian, there’s no doubt the Sheriff will be after your blood.”
Much: (Stares at Will a moment, then throws his arms up, exasperated:) “Honestly, no good deed.”
Will: “Shh, they’re coming. Get down there.”
(Much nods and heads down the hole into the tunnel as Will takes his position behind a tree, hidden from sight.)
Blamire: (Approaching the tunnel entrance:) “Pick up your feet. I want the castle back in our possession before the Prince arrives.”
(Much, playing the fool, pops his head out of the hole and looks around as if terrified.)
Much: “You? I-I..I thought you’d retreated! (As Blamire and his men step forward:) Don’t come any closer! There are more of me… I mean us! Hundreds of us all down here waiting to kill you all!”
Blamire: “He’s bluffing, he’s alone. (to soldiers:) Kill him.”
Much: “Oh!”
(Much drops back down the hole as the Blamire smiles.)
Blamire: “Come along men, time to hunt.”
(He
sneers as one by one the
soldiers step down into the tunnel after Much as Blamire stays behind.)
Will: (From his hidden position:) “Come on, go down into the tunnel you git.”
(As the last soldier disappears, Blamire looks around unsure of something, then finally enters the tunnel.)

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Tunnel.
(Much runs ahead, looking behind him to make sure he’s being followed as Blamire leads his men down the tunnel.)
Graveyard.
(Will
steps out from his hiding place, bow and arrow in hand. He walks to the
tunnel entrance, pulls out a flint from his pocket and kneels.)
Tunnel.
(Much has slowed his pace to a hurried walk, glancing over his shoulder as the soldier march towards him.)
Graveyard.
(Will
manages to start a small fire with his flint and some dried grass.
Standing, he ignites the tip of his arrow and nocks it do his bow.)
Will: (Taking a deep breath:) “Gotcha.”
Tunnel.
(Much stands wide eyed on the spot trying to see into the darkness as Blamire and his men catch up to him.)
Blamire: “Nowhere left to run?”
(Much’s
response is cut off as an almighty explosion is heard at the far end of
the tunnel. The soldiers make various distressed noises as they are
showered with rocks and dirt.)
Soldier: “They’ve sealed the entrance, there’s no way out!”
Blamire: (As the soldiers murmur:) “Shut up, shut up! We don’t need a way out. (Points at Much:) Forward!”
Robin: (Hidden in the shadows:) “Much, get ready to run.”
(Much, not needing to be told
twice runs back towards the Great Hall entrance. Backing up as the army
approaches.
Robin shoots his
arrow at a small barrel of Byzantine fire and runs for the exit. There
is an explosion and several support columns collapse closing off the
Great Hall entrance. More dust and dirt falls on the soldiers heads.)
Soldier: (Coughing:) “Blamire, we’re trapped.”
Blamire: “This is nothing, organise the men, start clearing the debris.”
(Blamire wanders over to another part of the tunnel. Reaching around in
the darkness, his hands find the handle to the cellar door exit. He
turns it and the door opens. Just as he is about to shout back to the
men four more explosions are heard overhead. With a horrible creaking
sound the ceiling above them starts to crumble.)
Soldier: (Squinting into the darkness:) “My lord!”
Blamire: “Sorry.”
(Blamire ducks inside the door, pulling it firmly behind him and bolting
it shut. Soldiers yell as the ceiling collapses on top
of the army and gallons of water floods the room.)

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Outside Nottingham.
(A series of explosions rock the castle. The villagers and townsfolk turn to watch.)
Marian: “Robin!”
(Marian runs toward him and they kiss deeply. He spins her around and places her back on the ground.)
Robin: “That, my love, was brilliant!”


Marian: “We did it! We did it!”
(Allan laughs. Much punches the air.)
Much: “Yeah! (Much runs to embrace Robin.) You did it!”
(All the people cheer loudly. Robin sombrely walks through them as the people slap him on the back and congratulate him.)
Marian: “Much! Yes!”
Much: (Noticing Robin is gone.) “Where is he? Where’s Robin? He should be here to celebrate.“
(Will stops Much.)
Will: (Solemnly:) “I think there’s something wrong with Robin.”

Much:
(With disbelief:) “What?“
(Gisborne, who is being carried on a litter by Allan and Little John, speaks up.)
Gisborne: “Will’s right. (Gisborne is gently lowered to the ground and is quickly swarmed by Djaq who resumes stitching his wound.) Ah. (Continues:) There was a fight, in the tunnel. Isabella cut Robin with a dagger. The blade was poisoned.”
Marian: “Poison? Where did she get poison from?”
Gisborne: (Glances at Djaq:) “I gave it to her. I was trying to show her mercy. I took it from the Powis stores.”
Djaq: (Stares at him a moment, realising the grimness of the situation:) “You fool.”
Gisborne: (Winces as Djaq resumes her work, to Marian:) ”He’s dying, Marian, and quickly. It’s time to say goodbye.”
(Little John is stunned. Allan hangs his head. Much refuses to believe his ears and runs after Robin, who is steadily climbing the hill towards the forest’s edge. Little John tries to hug Marian.)
Little John: “Marian…”
(Marian wrenches away.)
Marian: “No!”
(Little John reaches for her again, and she lets him pull her into an embrace, sinking against his chest. Will follows Robin, as do Little John and Marian. Allan glances back at Gisborne before following. Robin lets his hand slide over the tall stalks of brown grass as he walks up the rise.)

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Sherwood Forest.
(Robin looks up at the sun streaming through the trees as the gang slowly catch him up.)
Robin: “I’d forgotten how beautiful sunsets here can be. (Robin sighs and turns his head to look around at the trees.) Sherwood. This is home.”
(Robin looks back at the gang and realises he must say his goodbyes, however much he doesn’t want to. He turns to face them. Much tries to be brave and chokes back his tears.)
Much: “Is it true?”
Robin: (Nods.) “The final battle.”
Little John: (Quietly:) “No.”
Much: (Shakes head.) “No, this can’t happen. There’s… there’s a cure.”
(Robin shakes his head.)
Robin: “Much… (Robin steps towards Much.) We have cheated death… so many times.” (Much takes trembling breaths and takes a step forward.)
Much: “What am I going to be without you?”
(Robin claps his hands on either side of Much’s head.)
Robin: “You… are already more of a man… than I will ever be. (Robin pulls Much’s head covering off and looks him sternly in the face.) You are Much… and you are my best friend.”
(Robin gives Much a long embrace and Much can’t hold back the tears any longer. Robin pulls himself away and turns to Marian, tears streaking down her cheeks. Much turns his back, unable to watch any more.)
Marian: "No. (Shakes her head:) It can’t end like this, we’re not finished yet. (Marian looks around desperately as Djaq & Clarke reach the clearing:) Djaq, surely there’s time if we-”
Djaq: “I’m sorry. Even if we rode non stop at full gallop we would not reach Powis and the antidote in time.”

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Robin: (Whispers:) “Marian… Our fight does not end with
my death. Robin Hood goes on. As long as Prince John and his allies
bring misery and suffering to the people of England, you will fight it.”
Little John: (Nods in agreement.) “We are Robin Hood.”
Robin: (Looks to him,  tries to smile. Fiercely:) “Today is a good day to die!”
(Little John hugs Robin. They are both crying now. Will notices movement from the far side of the clearing.)

Will: “Riders approaching!”
(The gang turn and watch as five riders approach on horseback. Leading the group is Octavia flanked by Indra. Djaq gives an audible gasp at the sight of the third rider, Nyko, the Celtic healer. Clarke smiles beside Djaq as she realises there is now at least hope for Robin. However, the Princess’ attention is taken by the arrival of the last two riders. When Marcus crests the hill Clarke cannot remember him for a moment. But as the last rider comes into view, everything falls into place.)
Clarke: (Walking slowly towards them:) “Mom?”
(Robin and the rest of the gang watch as Abby dismounts her horse and quickly closes the distance between she and Clarke, pulling her daughter close to her in an emotional reunion.)
To Be Continued…

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Storming The Gates (pt.5)

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Outside Nottingham. Graveyard.
(Gisborne leads Robin and Much to the tunnel entrance.)
Gisborne: “Robin… this is it.”
(Gisborne
kneels at the side of the rock-covered grave and starts moving the
stones off. Robin kneels on the other side to help. Much, scared of
disturbing the grave, stands off, distressed, until Robin glances at
him. Then he kneels by Gisborne to help.)
Much: “You shouldn’t mess with graves.”
(They
clear off all the rocks and Gisborne lifts off the cover. Robin looks
down the steps. Gisborne watches him, waiting for his approval. Robin
starts down the steps.)

Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
(Allan sits on a windowsill on the south side. Isabella and Marian enter the room.)
Isabella: (Winks at Allan then turns to Marian:) “So, how’ve you been? How’s life in the forest?”
Marian: “Isabella, listen-”
Isabella: (Continuing over her:) “Cosy, I’d imagine. What with both Robin and Guy fighting for your affections. (Marian says nothing:) You know I never thought I’d see my brother relinquish his power and position for anyone.”
Marian: “We obviously have a lot to catch up on. Like how you went from helping us save the men of Locksley to rounding them up to fight for Prince John.”
Isabella: (Glances back at Allan:) “Oh, you two are like a broken record. I can do no more good for the people of Nottingham if I’m no longer sheriff.”
Marian: “There is always a choice. You can choose to stand with us again and refuse the Prince. The King will be here imminently and-”
Isabella: “Do you really think it’s that simple?”
Marian: “Yes! The time is now, Isabella. The Prince is clearly in trouble otherwise he wouldn’t be asking for reinforcements. This is our chance to be rid of him for good.”
Isabella: (Considers this:) “What about Robin and my brother? They won’t simply ignore my betrayal.”
Marian: “I’ll speak to them on your behalf. I’ll make sure they know you did what you had to to survive.”
Isabella: (Nods:) “The Prince left me no choice.”
Marian: (Moves closer, softly:) “I know.”
Isabella: “And I would never have let anything happen to either of you.”
Allan: (From the window sill:) “We know, Iz.”
Marian: “We believe in you. We can make this right, together.”
(Isabella nods, smiles then leans into Marian who gives her a warm embrace. The sheriff sighs against Marian’s shoulder as she and Allan look to each other, relieved.)

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Nottingham Castle. Tunnel.
(Robin leads them with a lit torch. The tunnel turns into stone column supports. Much stops.)
Much: “Oh! We’re under the castle.”
Robin: “Much, keep moving! Come on!”
(Gisborne
steps on a trip stone and grunts in surprise. He and Robin look round,
hearing gears turning. They see a barrier come down a few paces in front
of them.)
Much: “Oh no! (They rush to the barrier, but
it’s already down. Robin and Much pound on it as Gisborne tries to lift
it. Then they see another barrier coming down back the way they came.
They rush to it and again they’re too late. Robin looks at the floor and
then the ceiling, which has a round grate in it. Much raises his sword
at Robin.)
I knew it would be a trap!”
(Robin holds his hand up to silence him.)
Robin: “Much… let me think.”

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Somewhere By A Riverbank.
(Nyko and Octavia kneel by Lincoln’s freshly dug and filled grave. The warriors place large stones atop the dirt to ensure the grave is not disturbed. Marcus stands a few feet behind them covered in soot. Allowing them some privacy, he walks over to Abby who is washing her arms and hands in the river.)
Marcus: “I moved the bodies into the barn and set it ablaze. Not what I’d call the most dignified of funeral pyres but at least their souls are at peace.”
Abby: (Shaking her head:) “This is all my fault. I should never have come here. It’s because of me that Lincoln and the others died.”
Marcus: “Abby, listen to me. None of this is your fault. The fact that those men died trying to save us means that we cannot be swayed from our mission.”
Abby: “What if she’s already been captured? What if John has already locked her away somewhere.”
Marcus: “We will find your daughter.”
Abby: (Nods:) “But what if the prince refuses to release her?”
Marcus: “We won’t leave without her. (Places his hand comfortingly on her shoulder:) I promise.”
(Abby covers Marcus’ hand with her own as the two smile at each other. The moment is shattered however by Octavia’s wails of grief for Lincoln. As the warrior woman screams to the heavens, Abby makes a move towards her but is stopped my Marcus.)
Marcus: “Let her mourn.”
(Abby nods and walks in the opposite direction, her guilt threatening to overwhelm her.)

Nottingham. Outside the main gate.
(The gate is closed. Will, Djaq and Little John walk down the bridge and stop in the middle. The only sound is the breeze blowing.)
Will: “Nearly time.”
Little John: “It’s
quiet, isn’t it? Calm. It’s like when you’re hunting. The moment you
spot your prey, your stag, there’s a…stillness. Just for a moment, you
wonder whether you can go through with it. Whether you can slaughter
this beast with… so much…”
(Shakes his head, unable to find the word he wants.)
Djaq: “Dignity?”
Little John: (Looks at Will:) “Yeah. Dignity.”
(Will puts a hand on Little John’s shoulder in agreement, then notices movement behind him.)
Will: “John…”
(Little
John turns round to see the Locksley men coming out of the forest with
torches, axes, scythes, flails, any tools or farm implements they could
muster.)
Little John: “They’re brave, but they can’t fight, Will. Look at them. It’ll be a massacre.”
Will: “They’re not going to fight, John.“

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Nottingham Castle. Tunnel.
Much:
“So Allan’s told her! (Looks at Gisborne.) Or him. (Points at Gisborne.) I knew we shouldn’t have trusted you.”
(Gisborne grabs Much’s shoulders.)
Gisborne: “If I knew this was a trap, do you think I’d be stuck in here as well?”
(Gisborne roughly pushes Much away.)
Robin: “That’s enough! The both of you! This isn’t Allan, this is something else. (They hear a loud rumbling noise and small white pebbles start pouring down on them. Looks up.) What is that?”
(Gisborne and Much look up in a mix of disbelief and fright as the deluge continues.)
Much: (Whispers in hopelessness:) “There’s no way out.”
(Robin gives him an intense look.)
Robin: “There’s always a way out, Much.”
(Drops his bow and takes off his quiver.)
Much: (Unconvinced:) “So this is how it ends. This is how we die. Buried in limestone. (Gisborne looks at Much. Much gives a sidelong look at Robin.) Hardly fair, is it?”
Robin: “If one of us can reach the top, we can hold out longer. Much, come here. Gisborne, get on our shoulders.”
Much: (Starts to go to Robin, then stops.) “No! It’s got to be you, Robin. You’re the one who has to live. It has to be you.”
Robin: (Relenting, realising there’s no time to argue:) “All right. Come on. Let’s do this.” (Much and Gisborne grab each other’s shoulders and knock heads.)
Much: “Ow!”
Robin: “Ready?”
Gisborne: “Go!”
(Under
the relentless cascade of gravel, Robin pulls on their clothes and
climbs up on their shoulders, then pulls up Much’s hand as Much and
Gisborne grunt under the strain.)

Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
(Allan still sits on the windowsill talking with Isabella as Blamire approaches.)
Isabella: “Hm?”
Blamire: (Quietly:) “Hood and his men have entered the tunnel.”
Isabella: “Good. Time for you to leave I think? (Blamire nods and leaves the room. To Allan:) So predictable.”
Allan: (Eying her warily:) “What have you done, Iz?”
Isabella: “Me? Oh, just a small insurance policy. To make sure Robin and my brother don’t spoil my plans.”
Allan: “You’ve booby trapped the tunnel? What about-”
Isabella: (Leaning in and cutting him off:) “Think about it this way, Allan. With them out of the way you’ll have no one left to doubt your loyalty. No one left to take you for granted. And with Guy dead I can finally be free to bring honour back to the Gisborne name.”
Allan: “You really think I’m just gonna sit here and let you kill them? You think Marian will ever forgive you if Robin dies? Guy’s your brother and my best mate, you can’t let this happen!”
Isabella: (Her smile faltering:) “Their fate was sealed the moment they entered the tunnel. It’s out of my hands.”
(As Isabella turns away from him, Allan leaps down from the windowsill and grabs the sheriff by the arm.)
Allan: “Nothing is over till it’s over. Tell me how to stop it, tell me how to save them. (Pleading with her:) Please, Iz, I know you don’t want to do this.”
Isabella: (Stares at him a moment then relents:) “There’s a lever on the top of each door. A fail safe.”

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(Allan pulls Isabella to him and kisses her deeply.)
Allan: (As they separate:) “You won’t regret this.”
(Allan takes off running out of the Hall leaving Isabella to stare after him an evil glint in her eyes.)

Nottingham Castle. Courtyard.
(Blamire enters from the stables.)
Blamire: “Raise the portcullis! Move out! (The portcullis starts to move. Blamire leads soldiers through first. The village conscripts unwillingly line up behind.) Open the gates!”
Nottingham. Outside the main gate.

Will: “Fellas, these gates will open soon. Now, it is our
task to stop the supply train in its tracks. And that is exactly what
we’re going to do. As an army, as a militia, we would be crushed. The
sheriff’s men would hack us down like weeds. But Robin told us to stop
them by any means necessary. So, when these gates open, and the supply
train pulls
out, we are going to sit down. (Little John shoots Will an incredulous
look.)
Just sit and block their path.”
Little John: “What?! (Steps towards Will:) They will be—we will be crushed.”
Will: “Dignity,
John. Dignity! This is the only way we can stop the Sheriff and not get
everyone killed. The sheriff ’s men will have to choose: stand aside or
carry out a massacre.”
Little John: (Flustered:) “Will! (In Will’s ear:) These are the sheriff’s men. I think we know what choice they’re gonna make.”
Will: “We’ve got to try, John. (to the villagers:) If we all stand together, we have a chance!” (The villagers nod. Little John eyes Will, still unsure of the success of his plan.)

Tunnel.
(Robin stands on Much and Gisborne’s shoulders, one
hand each holding one of theirs. The rocks continue to pour down on top
of them.)
Robin: “Don’t worry! I won’t let you die!”
Gisborne: (Panicked:) “Aah! I’m sinking!”
(Gisborne
lets go of Robin’s hand. Robin reaches up and grabs the grate. After a
moment, Much’s hand slips from Robin’s grasp and Much flails his arm.)
Much: “I’m going under! Aah!”
Robin: “Give me your—” (Robin brushes Much’s fingertips.)
Much: “Aah! Robin!”
(Robin hangs from the grate by one arm and finds Much’s hand again.)
Robin: “Much!
Stay together! Much, if you stay together, you can breathe for a little
while longer! And keep your hands moving, so I know! Much! (Much’s hand slips from Robin’s.) Much! (Robin reaches for Much’s hand, but it disappears under the growing pile of gravel.) Much!”
(Robin reaches up and grabs the grate with both hands, and grimaces with grief at losing his best friend.)

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Outside the main gate.
(Little John and Will turn round as they hear noise at the gate.)
Will: (Crosses his legs and sits defiantly as the gates open.) “Here goes nothing.” (Little John and the men sit, too.)
Blamire: (Steps forward, and calls down:) “You there! Move out of the road! (Nobody moves. Forcefully:) Move out of the road, I said. Or prepare to die where you sit. (Blamire stares a moment, then moves to the side. to the soldiers:) Men, draw your swords! (The guards put a hand to their hilts, but do not draw. A restrained yell:) I said, draw your swords. Now!”
(The guards half-heartedly pull their swords free. Blamire draws, his eyes wide with anger, and steps towards Will. Blamire raises his sword with both hands, preparing to stab down. Will leans back, sticking out his chest, ready for the blow. Blamire hesitates, looking at all the faces staring at him. To Will’s relief, he slowly lowers his sword. Isabella appears on the battlements over the gate with a crossbow. She aims it at the men.)
Isabella: “Get out of the way! (Blamire turns aside and looks up at Isabella. Isabella shoots and hits Will in the shoulder. All the men groan. Little John looks up at Isabella and starts to stand, but Will grabs his arm.) Cut them down!”
(Nobody moves. Blamire frowns, then his attention is caught by Djaq running up behind the villagers with a sword.)
Djaq: ”You bitch!!! (Djaq strides through the men. She stands before the guard next to Blamire, presenting him her sword lying across both palms.) Go on, be a man! Start with me!”
Isabella: “Do it or die.”
(Djaq glances at Blamire, who is glaring at the guard. The guard yells as he raises his sword.
Djaq attacks viciously, and the guard sinks to his knees and falls back.)
Djaq: (Frenzied. to the men:) “To arms!”  

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(Will
and Little John get up. Djaq fights guards. Little John charges a
guard. Will pulls out the arrow as Blamire and the guards, retreat from
the battlements. The village men fight with their various
weapons. Little John makes it through the guards in front to the
conscripts in the town and herds them back.)
Djaq: (Makes her way to the gate.) “Will, come on!”
(Will defeats two guards.)
Will: “Let’s go!”
(Allan, Clarke and Marian appear from the dungeons.)

Allan: “She lied to me, I can’t believe it.”
Marian: “We’ve just got to hope there’s a lever on the other door, come on Allan!”
(Marian grabs Allan’s hand and pulls him out the gate and down the bridge. Meanwhile, the
villagers charge the gate as Djaq finishes another guard.
Watching from below, Clarke

sees Isabella
stare down in disbelief, then realise she needs to retreat. Determined not to let the Sheriff escape, Clarke follows.)

The Fallen (pt.2)

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Locksley.
(Soldiers are in Locksley, rounding up men, food
and livestock. Robin stands over the ridge of a thatched roof, pulls an
arrow from his quiver, and shoots a guard on a horse chasing a small
group of men and boys. Those men already caught have been chained to the
back of a wagon. Blamire turns his horse around and immediately knows
who’s to blame for the commotion.)
Blamire: “Hood!”
(Robin
shoots another guard coming out of a house with more men, then he
swings his back foot over the ridge and slides down the roof to the
ground while the gang charge in. Little John, Djaq, Will and Allan race in between
buildings.)
Little John: “Come on, then! Aaaargh!”
(Gisborne,
Marian and Much run in from another direction, swords blazing, killing
the guards. Robin defends himself using his bow like a staff.)
Gisborne: (Racing through the village:) “Get all the men! Move! Get the men!”
Blamire: “Pull back! Get the supplies to the castle! (Clarke and the
gang herd the village men together, away from the guards. Robin shoots a
soldier standing near the foot of the wagon. Mutters to self:)
Idiots! (Yelling to guards:) Get the prisoners out of there!“
Robin: “John! Break the chain!”
(Little
John runs towards the wagon, chased by a guard. Little John turns to
fight him off, but Robin shoots him instead, pulls another arrow from
his quiver and points it at Blamire as Little John pulls the chain off
the wagon with a loud grunt.)

Little John: “On the move! On the move!”
(The
soldiers withdraw, riding or running out of the village. The gang
gather the men together. Robin advances on Blamire, still pointing his
bow at him. Blamire looks back menacingly at him before finally
leaving.)

Robin: “They’re gone. (Lowers bow.) Let’s get these men to Sherwood!“
(Robin continues to stare after Blamire a moment longer.)
Marian: (Catching up to Robin:) “Robin, who the hell was that?”
Robin: “I’ve no idea. But I think our Sheriff does.”

Will: “Robin, where’s Clarke?”
(Everyone looks around for the Princess and Robin grimaces as he realises Clarke has been taken.)

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The Cave.
(Henry, shackled to the cave wall considers Indra sitting quietly across from him.)
Henry: “You have no idea what you’re getting into. If you let me go now I can speak to my brother about sparing your lives.”
Indra: “Like he did on the battlefield, where he murdered my brothers and sisters?”
Henry: “The man who gave that order is now dead. Going against an army in the name of vengeance is suicide. (As Indra looks away:) Unless, that’s what you want?”
Octavia: (Re-entering the cave:) “What she wants is for you to tell us where your brother’s army is. (To Indra:) I need to find Lincoln and make sure he’s alright.”
Henry: “Lincoln?”
Octavia: (Looking at him:) “Yeah, why?”
Henry: “Oh, no reason. (As Indra draws her sword:) It’s just that Blamire mentioned a warrior by that name. He and his men gave my brother quite the bit of trouble. Briefly, before my brother’s army dealt with them.”
Octavia: “Where was this? Where did they fight?”
(Henry looks at his two captors before relenting.)
Henry: “Fine, it’s not like they’re still there. I’ll tell you where you can find the bodies.”
(Indra and Octavia glance at each other as Henry grins up at them.)

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Nottingham Castle. The Great Hall.
(Isabella turns around and sighs at her messenger, who is flanked by two guards.)
Isabella: “You are an imbecile. (She approaches the messenger and sighs. In the messenger’s face:) Failure! (Isabella slaps the messenger with all her might. She hears footsteps and looks up at the balcony. With relief:) Oh, Blamire. Tell me, are the men of Locksley secured?”
Blamire: “We had a situation, some… unforeseen difficulties.”
(Isabella turns away.)
Isabella: (Muttering:) “Robin Hood.”
Blamire: (Coming downstairs:) “There’s good news however.”
Isabella: “Good news?”
Blamire: (Clicks his fingers and two guards bring Clarke into the Hall:) “We found the Princess.”
Clarke: (Struggling against the guards:) “Get your hands off me!”
(Isabella walks over and nods to the guards who release Clarke.)
Isabella: “Welcome, Princess.”
Clarke: “Isabella what are you thinking? You can’t allow the men of Nottingham to be rounded up and…conscripted into my Uncle’s army.”
Isabella: (Tilts her head:) “I’ll admit the situation isn’t ideal. But it’s not like I have a choice in the matter. The request came directly from the Prince’s own hand. If I ignore it and John defeats Joan’s forces anyway, Nottingham will be doomed.”
Clarke: “You know this is wrong. You should be standing with us against John. The fact that Richard returns within the month should be all you need to see that John is finished.”
Blamire: (Scoffs:) “You think Richard is the answer? The man couldn’t point to England on a map. He’s spent more time at war than he has on the throne.”
Clarke: (Turns to him:) “The King has his flaws, yes, but he doesn’t take it upon himself to tax his people into starvation. The Prince uses England as his own personal piggy bank and thugs like you help him do it.”
Isabella: (Warningly:) “Clarke I wouldn’t-”
Clarke: (Continuing, pointing her finger at Blamire:) “In fact, your former boss Vaisey was the-”

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(Clarke’s words are cut off as Blamire grabs the Princess by the
wrist and kicks her legs out from under her, knocking her to the floor.)
Blamire: (Angrily:)
“Don’t you dare speak his name. Your Commander bitch co-conspirator is
the reason my lord is not here in the first place!”
Isabella:
(Soothingly:)
“That’s enough, Blamire. Let the Princess up now. (Blamire
glares up at the Sheriff but releases Clarke nonetheless. Isabella
sighs and heads toward her high backed chair. Taking a seat:)
Of course
you’re right, Clarke. The Prince is a no-good scoundrel. But he is also
our nation’s leader for the time being. The fact that it’s your aunt
leading the charge doesn’t make whats happening any less of an invasion.
England is at war and I for one refuse to abandon her in her time of
need. I’m sure the fine men of Nottingham will agree.”
(Clarke stares up at Isabella, incredulous at her attitude and continued support of Prince John.)

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Sherwood Forest.
(Robin leads the village men through the forest.)
Robin: “We
have to get the rest of our supplies to Locksley. That’ll keep the
women and children alive until we return their crops and livestock.”
Marian: “Robin. (Robin stops.) What about the men?”
Robin: “What about them?” (The villagers file past them.)
Marian: “Well, when are they going to fight?”
Robin: (Scoffs.) “Marian, these men are farmers, they’re not warriors.”
Marian: “There comes a time when people have to stand up and help themselves, Robin. (Robin turns with a scowl to look at the men walking past.) We’re supposed to be inspiring these men to stand up and fight for themselves, giving them real hope.”
Robin: “These men are terrified for their lives. They’ve forgotten how to hope.”
Marian: “If they’ve forgotten how to be truly free, it’s time we show them the way.”
(Marian walks past, leaving Robin to ponder her words.)

Large Farm House.
(Octavia strides purposefully through the large double doors of a seemingly abandoned farm house. No candles or torches are lit, casting the house into darkness.)
Second Floor Room.
(A man and a woman are knelt beside a second man who is unconscious on the floor. There is concern on their faces as the situation looks grim.)

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Ground Floor.
(Octavia, her sword drawn, moves cautiously through the house. Having checked every room, she decides to head upstairs but is grabbed from behind.)
Nyko: (His hand over her mouth:) “Shhh. (Octavia elbows him in the stomach:) Ooof!” (Nyko stumbles back and drops his medicine bag.)
Octavia: “Nyko? What are you doing, where’s Lincoln? (Nyko doesn’t immediately answer her, instead leans over to pick up his medicines.) Nyko, where-”
Nyko: “It’s not good, Octavia. Finn is dead. They’re all dead. Their army was too much for us.”
Octavia: “I don’t understand, why did you attack them? You know I was going for reinforcements.”
Nyko: “Lincoln…he wanted to save the prisoners.”
Octavia: “Prisoners? Nyko, take me to him, now.”
Second Floor.
(Octavia bursts into the room to see Lincoln lying chained to the floor.)
Octavia: (Pushing the man aside:) “Out of my way. (Kneels next to him:) Lincoln? Hey, Lincoln, it’s me.”

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(Lincoln’s eyes slowly open and he sighs in relief.)
Lincoln: “I thought I’d never see you again.”
Octavia: “I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
Abby: (Softly:) “He’s been holding on for you.”
Octavia: (Looks to her:) “What happened? Who did this?”
Marcus: “Their leader, Blamire. Lincoln tried to free us, they all did.”
Octavia: (Looking down at Lincoln:) “There has to be something we can do.”
Lincoln: (Shakes head slowly:) “My wounds are mortal. I don’t have much time. I just needed to see you again.”
Octavia: “No, you’re not dying on me. I can’t do this without you.”
Lincoln: “Yes you can. You’re the strongest person I know.”
Octavia: “Lincoln, please…”
Lincoln: “Listen to me. Get them to safety, make sure they see their loved ones again. I know you can do it, I believe in you.”
Octavia: (Looks up at Nyko:) “This can’t be happening.”
(Nyko shakes his head.)
Lincoln: “Octavia, I love you.”
Octavia: (Tears falling:) “I love you so so much.”
Lincoln: (Nods:) “May we meet again.”
(Octavia
leans forward and gives him a long kiss. As they break apart she sees
that Lincoln has died. Octavia breaks down in tears as Marcus and Abby
bow their heads.)